Rising From Betrayal: The Untouchable Heiress

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iving room, feeling less like a daughter in her own h

t family-Franklin, Eleanor, a

s Bentley, wringing his hands s

ing mine. His wife-my stepmother, Ramona-sat glued to his si

ers trembling delicately. She looked the picture-pe

solute, unquestionable authority. "We are here today

refully orchestrated humilia

," Franklin continued coldly. "The whispers of Eva's infide

eacup. The sharp clink echoed loudly. "We simply cannot have a woman with a 'Sweetbutt' reputation becoming B

rs shook a little harder. She cas

tal-blue eyes swimming with apology. "Eva, I'm so sorry," he murmured.

bite my tongue to keep from applauding. He loved me? Ri

have decided to dissolve the engagement between Brett and Eva. However, as compensation a

p with predatory joy. She squ

h. He swallowed hard, nodding like a pathetic puppet

or the breakdown. They were waiting for the

d up. I looked around, taking in every

ng me that deeply wounded, heartbroken stare, as i

ust for show. You're the only woman in my heart. You can be my Swe

etb

l slap.It broke the very last, pathetic sliver

pilled fr

king damn sure every person in the room heard me. "Do you honestly believe th

stiffened, their smug

n engagement? As of today, there is n

ze as I delivered my final verdict. "I

so fiercely. Brett's face mottled with a mix of pale shock and angry red. He lunged

anted to see? Trading your own daughter's dign

jaw working uselessly as he

ast time. "Your little performance

I meant the estate we were standing in

vibrating with rage. She pointed a trembl

straight to the grand double doors, pulled them wid

f them had factored in the possibility

h a disdainful scoff, he buttoned his suit jacket an

topped and looked over his shoulder. The fake affection was completely gone. In

one, and slammed the door shut, locki