The Masked Heiress: Taming The Cold Tycoon

Chapter 3

Word Count: 815 | Released on: 23/10/2026

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hoo stilettos, and walked bare‑foot across dark herringbone walnut planks. The fo

the brass tap for scalding hot rainfall shower. Thi

eceptive silhouette. Beneath the fragile appearance lay a body forged through years of extreme trai

d closed her eyes, letting hot water was

e clawed its way back

stench of industrial bleach and rotting leaves, cold leathe

ning involuntary commitment papers. Beside him stood Krystal, clutching the Turner family‑cres

ed with venomous triumph. "You are a nameless orpha

eping into her lungs, suffocating agony

Her breathing stayed steady

e whispered

ersized white terry‑cloth robe, dried her

carved into oak trim. A narrow steel panel swung open revealing a safe: an air‑gapped milita

haracter alphanumeric passcode. Complex corporate

Grand Cayman routed funds through

believed Jennie was a clueless socialite begging her fiancé for pocket change. In truth, she had channeled nearly fo

ging director and princ

auses and pledged voting proxies gave Jennie 49 % effective voting control. She was thei

in calls and liquidate the Cannon

l death was too merciful for Byron. He ought

andling Gottlieb's cognitive therapy. The report was grim: Gottlieb's neural degeneration accelerated rapidly. The so

ring distribution rights belonged entirely

grandfather's li

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resting on the nightstand. Seven

sent twenty

r entry. She is coming out to the Long Island estate tomorrow morning to collect that custom Cha

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The Masked Heiress: Taming The Cold Tycoon

Zhi Yao Romance

“Jennie Turner was the orphaned daughter of a war hero, clinging to her engagement with Byron Cannon just to keep her Alzheimer's-stricken grandfather safe. But while she was being cornered by street thugs in a dim nightclub corridor, her fiancé was at Tiffany's, spending lavishly on a poor college girl. The Cannon family treated her worse than a stray dog. Byron ignored her desperate calls, leaving her to fend for herself in the rain. His sister Donita even stormed into the Turner Manor, ripping apart Jennie's couture dresses and pointing right at her nose. "You're nothing but a useless parasite! Without my brother, you couldn't even survive!" Everyone in Manhattan's elite circle thought Jennie was just a weak, helpless canary waiting to be crushed. They didn't know that the thugs in the hallway were hired by Jennie herself, paid off through untraceable dark web nodes. They had no idea that beneath her fragile, tearful exterior, she secretly controlled hundreds of millions in offshore capital. As the untouchable billionaire Antone Sears-the ruthless financial king her father had died to save-stepped out of the private elevator, Jennie bit her lip until it bled. She forced a flush of tears into her eyes, trembling in fake terror as she collapsed perfectly into his arms. "Uncle Antone, help me." She was going to turn the most powerful man in North America into her personal weapon, and watch the entire Cannon family burn to ashes.”