The Rejected Omega's Billion-Dollar Comeback

Chapter 4

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rsian carpet of the third-floor corridor. The air up here was heavy with the stenc

eavy walnut double doors of the master study, followed immed

skull?" Cornelius bellowed, the floorboards vibrating under his cane. "Who

ng for the pale butler to leave. Leaning lightly against a carved m

oudly. "Camelia nearly ruined her own gland saving my life

"Alyson holds four percent of our core voting shares! That's fifteen billion dollars in market cap! If she pulls h

en come from her," Blake scoffed dis

melia cut in, her voice breaking into delicate, rhythmic sobs. "Half the gossip columns in New York are already

pidly against the ha

ut a borderland castoff, I won't force you to choose!

g violently backward echoed through

er. "Grandfather, hear this right now! If you refuse to recognize Camelia as my future bride, I wil

broke into a violent, wheezing cough, h

Alpha heir. For an old-school patriarch obsessed with bloodline succession, lo

only by Cornelius's ragged breathing. When the old man spoke aga

oke out of anger just now. Once the dust settles, the pos

ded, I curled my lip and push

e stuffy room. Shards of a priceless Ming dynasty teacup littere

his chest heaving. The instant his eyes landed on me

ve-year-old shark smoothed every wrinkle of hostility fro

his brass cane, waving toward the broken porcelain. "Look at this mess-

s pulled out a leather guest chair himself, lo

ou," Cornelius said softly, shaking his head. "The boy suffered gland trauma at the front lin

dead white, her teeth sinking hard into

us continued, laying a liver-spotted hand over his heart. "This family survived the past two years on your shou

d to shout, only to choke back his words when Corneli

r without sitting, watching the

lmly, resting one hand on the edge of his rosewood desk. "Since you already promised Miss Stephens the matria

s's face, his eyelids twitching

his cold, rheumy eyes. "We are here to talk about my four-percent vo

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The Rejected Omega's Billion-Dollar Comeback

Dolores Fantasy

“For two years, I quietly poured five hundred million dollars into Hatfield Enterprises, turning a bankrupt conglomerate into a fifteen-billion-dollar empire-all while playing the quiet, unbonded wife. Today, Blake returned from the frontlines with a delicate Omega clinging to his arm. He slammed The Renunciation on my desk, claiming Camelia was his 92% biological match who had sacrificed her own gland to soothe his fatal rut overload. When I coldly signed the papers and demanded my fifteen-billion-dollar equity back, the Hatfield family showed their true, parasitic colors. The patriarch tried to weaponize an ancient scent-bound clause to rob me blind, tossing me a pathetic one-percent charity check to keep me as their unpaid slave. Meanwhile, Camelia flooded elite tabloids with vicious lies-branding me an uneducated slum orphan who laundered blood money, while staging a public smear ambush to destroy my reputation before the courts. I looked at Blake, sickened to my core. Two years ago, I was the one who dragged his half-dead body out of a corpse trench, using my own secret lab and pheromone serum to save his rotting gland. Now, utterly blinded by a homewrecker's cheap, synthetic peach perfume, he was threatening me with federal prison. Did they really think an S4 Dominant Omega hiding behind a titanium collar could be crushed by their century-old pedigree? I tore their predatory contract into confetti and walked straight into Thornton & Partners. When Constantine Thornton-the Union's most feared S-rank Alpha titan-unleashed his suffocating alpine cedar pheromones to bring my abusers to their knees, he didn't just take my case. He looked into my eyes and promised me blood. Getting my fifteen billion dollars back was just the beginning. I was going to tear the Hatfield empire apart, bone by bone.”