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Too Late For Regret: The True Heiress

Chapter 9

Word Count: 962 | Released on: Today at 14:58

son like a wet towel as she cleared the gi

was far from quiet. The hotel's grand driveway was choked w

n Charity Gala-the single most vicious display of

r worn canvas backpack, intending to c

ame of God are you doin

shredded the genteel mu

rn around to recognize t

han an average family's annual mortgage, Sharon marched down the v

ind them strode Walter in an immaculate bespoke tuxedo, his arm linked with Mr. Hicks, the Wall

her heavily made-up face cont

front of the surrounding press. "I knew fifty thousand dollars wouldn't satisfy a greedy stray like you! Did you

s face darkening to the

hing telephoto lenses fifty feet away. "I warned you that our ties were legally severed! If you utter one

istine white handkerchief to the corner of her eyes. Her lower lip trembl

ocrats. "Daddy gave you everything when you were an orphan with nothing to eat! Why must you stalk us to our most import

ted, whispering behind thei

opted girl the

rn jeans to a gala entra

ing to deal with suc

checkbook, and furiously scribbled a figure. She ripped the paper fro

lenched teeth. "Take it and get out of New York tonight!

the slip of paper rest

order of: A

: $100

ignited with a cold, mocking brilliance that ma

e check betwee

hisper escaping her lips: "Good dog.

p, crisp, and terr

swift, rhythmic tears, she shredded the hundred

wrist, she flung the paper confetti

ked, batting frantically at the

snapped. "You un

y right arm, swinging a vicious backhand m

w never

king around Walter's thick wrist. Her thumb dug mercile

aaa

nees crashing down hard onto the pavement. The proud billionaire was forced into an

Brittan

. Flashbulbs went off l

ing, agonized brow. Her voice was quiet, but it sliced

pire is built on the bo

s own breath, stari

her gaze pinning S

, Sharon didn't just sleep with you-she showed your wife he

d. Sharon swayed, her face t

ed into the smile

daughter you've spoiled for twenty years...

ged with raw, existential h

his chin with

father is, Walter? Look at

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“After years of being their adopted daughter, Alison was unceremoniously kicked out by the wealthy Bryan family to make room for their newly found biological daughter. They gave her one hour to pack, tossed a fifty-thousand-dollar card on the table, and told her to get out of their lives. She left quietly, returning to her secret life as "The Surgeon," a top-tier underground doctor who charges eight figures per consultation. But the Bryans weren't done. Later that evening, they ambushed her outside a luxury hotel. Assuming she was there to beg, her adoptive mother threw a $100,000 check at her in front of New York's elite. Her adoptive father and sister loudly accused her of being a greedy, ungrateful wretch, deliberately trying to humiliate them in public. They looked at her like she was trash, completely oblivious to the fact that she had just saved a billionaire's heir in that very hotel. They thought their dirty money could buy her silence and dignity. How could they be so arrogant when their perfect family was built on a mountain of filthy lies? Alison didn't take the check. Instead, she tore it to shreds in front of the flashing cameras. "The Bryan family's money is dirty," she announced calmly. Then, she publicly exposed the mother's affair and revealed that their precious "real" daughter was actually another man's bastard. As the Bryan family's reputation instantly collapsed into ashes, the most powerful man in Manhattan watched her from his Rolls-Royce, utterly captivated.”