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Rising From Ashes: The CEO's Secret Twins

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1143    |    Released on: Today at 14:05

ears

-floor art studio in Paris. Hedy stood before a massive canvas, a thi

in clouds gleamed under the wet oil-the signature of Isolde, the mysterious

ed in a wide leather chair. His small fingers flew across a custom me

nds into his pockets as he tilted his chi

crimson paint splattered onto the ca

een: Irwin Montoya, her late mother's brother, had b

r ink-black eyes. Uncle Irwin was a righteous cop; this was obviously a frame-

settle the score with the Burch family. However, Dolphus had canceled her

up two new digital passports bearing top-level EU encryption stamps. "Already ha

bal cybersecurity systems like his personal toys,

h-black room, the scent of blood mixed with cold cedar, and the strange

urn. From a young age, the twins had displayed a terrifyin

hat man in the dark? What kind of terrifying genetics did

re hers, and they were her on

ty in her eyes was instantly replaced by an unbreakable, icy resolve. She smiled and ruffled h

ut of the VIP arrival tunnel at JFK

and oversized sunglasses, holding t

nked her big, grape-like eyes at the terminal. "Mommy, Ne

e with one hand, his eyes sharply sc

ng a Burch family sign were stopping d

aring to take a side exit, when a he

n black suits cleared the

formation. Six years had made the lines of the

ediately pulled the twins behin

e man who had publicly announced his engagement to Britney Burch six years ago. He was her ultimate enemy's bigg

p scent of cold cedar trailing in the air wi

sed, Jaden stared har

ckground, including Britney's untouchable fiancé. But seeing the man in perso

aden slipped his hand out of hers and darted stra

behind Gordon when a small b

ke suit stood there, hands in his pockets, his chin raised

stantly reached f

own at the boy, a cold glin

re, Jaden sneered, his crisp, childish voice ringing out clearl

ridor. Every executive sucked in a

oy's fearless attitude-it was that face. It was

ught the tyrant of Wall Street would be smart. But to be blind enoug

ched, his heart ski

y's blood ran cold. She bolt

bed the boy's arm

asses to slip down her nose, exposing her striking, ink

hot down his spine. Those eyes... that stubborn, desperate defiance in her gaze violently overlap

long, dominant stride forward, his tall f

wly shifted back to Hedy's face, his voice dangerous

place. "Before you leave, don't you think yo

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Rising From Ashes: The CEO's Secret Twins
Rising From Ashes: The CEO's Secret Twins
“Hedy Burch was heavily pregnant, resting in her family's Hamptons estate as she prepared to inherit her late mother's massive trust fund. But the sharp smell of gasoline woke her up. Her half-sister, the illegitimate daughter of her father's mistress, had locked her bedroom door from the outside and set the estate on fire. "Have a nice trip to hell with those bastards in your belly, big sister. Mom's family trust is finally mine." Hedy smashed the window and leaped into the freezing rain, throwing her blood-soaked body in front of a speeding Rolls-Royce to save her unborn babies. The ruthless Wall Street tycoon Gordon Nieves rushed her to the hospital, but her nightmare had just begun. Her own father covered up the attempted murder, revoked her passport, and exiled her penniless to Europe, leaving the mistress's daughter to steal her identity and her savior's favor. For six years, Hedy was consumed by the agonizing betrayal. How could her own flesh and blood try to burn her alive? Why did her father protect a murderer and frame her only loyal uncle just to swallow the last of her mother's assets? Six years later, the Burch family hosted a lavish 70th birthday gala, bragging about a sixty-million-dollar painting gifted to the half-sister by Gordon Nieves. They had no idea the ballroom doors were about to be kicked open by Hedy-returning not as a helpless victim, but as the world-renowned mysterious master artist Isolde, ready to burn their fake empire to the ground.”