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The Heiress They Threw Away

Chapter 5 DADDY, DON'T YOU RECOGNIZE ME

Word Count: 1475    |    Released on: 17/10/2026

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nt door

bout? Victoria? Chloe? I co

Cole w

fat

is face was redder, like he drinks more. He was carrying a Starbucks cup and a Wall Street Journal und

dead when

like he was my husband. His eyes went wide with fear and greed. Because Al

t! What a surprise! What an honor! I didn't know

he sa

ight black dress, red lips, long dark wavy hair, looking

frown as Victoria

this

ur stepdaughter hired to make her wedding dress look innocent. From Paris. Mais

d down. He lingered on my legs, my chest. D

urent... Wait,

shaking, holding my mother's pearls like they would pr

napped at her. "What a

epped forward, her ice-blue eyes locked

is Isabella.

le

that happens before

ed. A short, di

Isabella is... Isabella is skinny, with

. At my eyes - my mother's eyes, dark brown. At the faint scar on my left knee from wh

e spilled all over his expensive marble floor.

ed. And his voice brok

ised myself I would not

d. My voice was steady. Cold. Parisian.

forward. His ha

d... you... you lo

alled me a whore. You said I was dead to you. You said I was no longer a Cole. Remember?

the perfect actress. "Richard, darling

ars, I screamed with my real voice. Not the cold Parisia

one f

owly. My Louboutins clicking o

t with her nursing money. That she gave to ME for MY wedding. You let her wear them whil

didn't know... C

, hot and angry. "Because it was easier to throw me away than to ad

ars again, but better this time

idn't! She is lying!

in the corner like a cowar

ole...

e while he threw me out! You watched! You let her cry and

ed. At least he had the

s scared... Chloe sa

father? He was

the fireplace, arms crossed, like a king watching his queen burn a v

nally

ting through our screaming like a

, desperate, like a dro

n about the loan payments, I just

Your company is worth less than half that now. I could foreclose tomorrow and take

t? Anything

aurent tells you to do for the ne

e looke

hand, smearing my red lipstick. I loo

oe, still shaki

smiling through tears. It was a terrible smile. "

conditions?" C

right now. Three, you will tell everyone - your Instagram, your friends, your wedding guests - th

utched t

ese are mine! Mom

He was desperate to please Alexander. He walked over and ripped the necklace of

om her skin. I held them to my chest.

at my father. "You will tell m

nce

eal estate empire from nothing, who nev

... not here... n

screamed. "LIKE I WAS ON

ep. But it was enough. My father looked at

n on his knees on his marble floor, in

sabella. I was wrong. I should have beli

him. The man wh

o satisfaction. No h

ate,"

holding my mother's pearls,

home," I

und my shoulders, picked me up - literally picked me up off my

ctoria was crying, and my father w

in my ear, "You were magnificent. Now you're going to

irst time, I

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“She caught her stepsister riding her boyfriend in her dead mother's pearls. Then her father threw her out in her mother's white dress, into the rain. She landed in Paris with $200. Five years later she's Isabella Laurent - beautiful, untouchable, the most powerful designer in Paris. Now her stepsister wants her to design her wedding dress. To the same boyfriend. She doesn't know Isabella is back. She doesn't know Alexander Knight - 32, richest, coldest, most possessive man in New York - just bought her family's debt, watched Isabella destroy her stepsister with one sentence, and whispered: "I'll give you her wedding to ruin. If you come home with me after." Revenge never looked this beautiful. Then they came begging, I thought they had changed but they were just using me. I believed my family came back. They were just pretending to be warm to take everything. This time I will surely take revenge and everything that they owe me. I will make them regret ever deceiving me.”