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The Billionaire's Unwanted Genius Heiress

Chapter 7

Word Count: 675 | Released on: Today at 19:52

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iron bed, holding her encr

through her earpiece, speak

deployed private security units across Long Island and Midtown Manhattan. His financ

throbbed with a persistent ache

does not waste t

randfather's condition is deteriorating rapidly. The medical board gave Haywood Davidson forty-eight hours t

ers. "He will find nothing.

fails when he targets someone. He has already positioned

again, a high-frequency

nal encrypted channel

sounded direc

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s, pressing the micro

o my communication l

in the rear of his Maybach, watching t

deep and steady. "I know you have gone forty-eigh

ords. Most people feared his power, bu

d to lower

Kira replied in a cold voice. "Your vehicles are parked out

ther seat. His voice lowered, f

in that house. If you give the order, I will walk through

ready to confront her family and ta

d the offer

men who pursue me," Kira said f

reath. Her stubborn pri

er the link. "I will watch the perimete

d the call wit

e on the small ta

dy. Her muscles were tense, and her

the thin mattress. She pulled the rough wool b

ttled over

er mind began to drift

minutes

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pping against the wooden door e

went compl

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artha gave you thin blankets, so I brou

ionless on t

ntinuous lack of sleep combined with the sudden

ared to a dan

seconds. Hearing no answer, she

r latch

n in the darkness, filled wit

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“After eighteen years of being abandoned in a miserable wasteland, my wealthy biological mother suddenly showed up in a Rolls-Royce to bring me back to their Long Island estate. But she didn't come out of love. She only needed my direct bloodline to secure their family trust fund before a board meeting. The moment I stepped into the mansion, my parents and brother demanded I bow down to Charissa-the fake daughter they had raised in my place. Charissa wore my clothes, spent my money, and even used a master key to sneak into my room at 2 AM to dig through my bags. When I caught her, she deliberately played the victim, crying hysterically to my family. My biological father slammed the dining table in fury, threatening to cut me off completely. "If you cannot conform to our standards and maintain our public dignity, you will not see a single dime from this family!" My brother yelled that I was an uneducated, violent savage who belonged in the gutter. They actually thought I was just a desperate, illiterate country girl begging for their table scraps. They thought their pathetic wealth could force me to bend the knee to a parasite whose real father was currently rotting in federal prison. What they didn't know was that I had only come to settle a biological debt. As Abram Davidson-the most powerful billionaire in Manhattan-personally tracked me down to their front steps in his Maybach, my so-called family was about to realize exactly who they had just offended.”