Reborn: The Medical Heiress's Sweet Revenge

Chapter 2

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the basement ceiling and splashed onto

ontract from his briefcase, and unfolded it in front of her. The no

ered a marriage certificate a

iolently. She stared at

ered and sho

labor agreement. Legally,

iggled be

ver years ago to cover your living expenses. All that

-five years a free slave-and she'd sig

t down, lips

rt attack? I swapped hi

on the spot. Cary Ashley-the only family who'd poured every

collar with the last of her strength, nails digging in. His sh

darkened, and he slapped

, you have a

. Her forehead slammed against the rusty iron

er, pulling out a handkerchief

dying woman. She'l

d in disgust and kicke

en minutes. I don't want to h

The fake contract lay on the floor, smeared with her bloody th

hrough the vent, casting the couple'

ent down, and yanked out the oxygen tube

e, dear

es stayed fixed on the two figures. Bertrand watched

Wait for the m

cked shut, cutting off the last light. Darkness swallo

memory

e blood, those two faces-gone. She was still sitting on

ands. No blood. No scars

t drop of blood debt from those twenty-five

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Reborn: The Medical Heiress's Sweet Revenge

SHANA GRAY Romance

“I spent twenty-five years as an unpaid servant for the Williams family, raising a son while keeping my fiancé's clinic running. But as I lay dying in a damp basement, my adopted sister Christy tossed a fake marriage contract and a birth certificate in my face. The son I worked my fingers to the bone to raise was actually theirs. Bertrand, the man I loved, stood there coldly and admitted he drugged me twenty years ago to ruin my reputation so I would cling to him. He even confessed to swapping my grandfather's heart pills, murdering my only family just to steal our secret medical manual and my estate. Then, Christy smiled sweetly and pulled my oxygen tube. "You were just a barren substitute. You can go die now." As I suffocated in the freezing dark, my heart shattered with absolute hatred. Why was I so blind to their lies? Why did I let these two monsters drain my blood and destroy everything I loved? Opening my eyes again, I was back to the morning I was twenty, right before our official engagement. This time, when Bertrand came knocking with his fake smile, I threw his cheap ring at his feet and locked the door. I was going to protect my grandfather, and I would make them pay for every drop of blood they took from me.”