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Rising From Betrayal: The Untouchable Heiress

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 602    |    Released on: 15/09/2026

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whisper in the silence. "Cyrus, you see? That girl i

to look at me. The look in hi

his voice unnervingly calm. "

nes who have been forcing me! Forcing me to g

me in front of the Merritts by revealing what Brett did! Now you insu

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were the f

f fatherly affection vanished from hi

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a problem. For the good of this

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in his jaw. He did

didn't beg. It w

that a rider can die on the road, but they never live on

entered the living room. These weren't the estate's usual security. Their eyes were colder, and they ca

nodded at C

th his chin. His voice was a frozen sliver

started

citement. Behind her, Brynlee peeked out, her

my people

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Rising From Betrayal: The Untouchable Heiress
Rising From Betrayal: The Untouchable Heiress
“My father called a formal family meeting to discuss my upcoming wedding to Brett Merritt, the town's golden boy. But instead of planning the ceremony, they announced our engagement was canceled. My father and the Merritts had agreed to let Brett marry my half-sister, Brynlee, all to steal my late mother's legendary motorcycle garage. Brett leaned in and whispered a secret proposal. "You can be my Sweetbutt. I'll treat you just like before." He wanted me as a disposable side piece. When I publicly rejected him, he broke into my bedroom that night to assault me and force me to sign over my inheritance. I fought back and snapped his arm with a heavy-duty wrench. Desperate to appease the Merritts and save his failing business, my own father ordered his hired thugs to kill me quietly and leave no trace. I stood facing my executioners, my heart turning to ice. I couldn't understand how my own flesh and blood could trade my life for a business deal and his new wife's triumphant smile. But just as the goons reached for me, a Nevada State Police cruiser screeched to a halt outside. The troopers didn't come to arrest me; they came with a protective mandate and an emergency summons from the Governor-my childhood friend. Looking at my father's terrified face, I knew my counterattack had just begun.”