The Masked Heiress: Don't Mess With Her

men sprawled on the ground before sh

dark and cold, his expression distan

vious pain, he exuded an

aotic scene behind her. Yet something in her hesitated.

e knelt beside the man a

is voice low but carrying a

her tone detached, though her

pulse, her brows

ing concern. His pulse was weak and erratic-a tel

he sprinkled a fine medicinal powder over his bleeding wounds. Almost instant

ll pill and handed it t

t timely treatment, you won't make it much longer

eyes studying her as if tryi

as she finished, the sound of footsteps reached them. She turned h

haling in relief. His shoulders re

here now, I'll be on my way," she sai

tone softer now. "At least tell me yo

" Yelena replied curtly,

d, she was already gone. Trouble

d on her retreating figure, a spark of intrigu

ed the poison merely

calm, and her evident expe

s long as she remained in Eigh

behind her, her focus already shifti

ls-Royce rolled to a stop in front of her, its polished exterior gleaming even under the dim streetligh

osture immaculate, and his expression carried a quiet reverence. "Miss Harris, we've finally found you! I am Seb

, her voice tinged with disbeli

ological parents were impoverished vill

and the car he emerged from spoke

he Harris family. Your mother got emotional and almost fainted when she learned of your existe

filled with deference, stepped forwar

rts family's investigation have bee

ays intended to find her biological parents. If s

The door clicked shut with a reassuring softne

n exclusive enclave of just twelve luxurious residences, eac

d with reverent enthusiasm. "Miss Harris, you have an older brother, Cayson Harris, and a younger adopted sister, Bel

t trip that you were born in a local hospital. But tragedy struck-circumstances beyond their control led to your disappearance shortly after birth. Mr. Harris searched tirelessly,

Harris family has created an empire, becoming the wealthiest family in Eighfast. T

ling as Sebastian's words unearthed p

a sprawling villa that seemed to ris

er the scene. Two figures emerged from the grand entrance, t

softened by an understated grace. Beside him, the woman exuded

Yelena in a fierce, heartfelt embrace. "Yelena, my dearest daughter," Donna whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

the undeniable resemblance. In that instant, Donna silently vowed th

brace felt foreign, almost overwhelming. But there was something in the raw, unfiltered war

the words more of a balm for Donna's

ith unshed tears. "Yelena, I promise you this: from

unshed tears in his eyes. He cleared his throat, his voice steady but thick with

hem stepped in

eunion unfold, her gaze lowered as a flicker of coldn

, though a slight tremor betrayed her effort. "Yelena, welco

nce between her and Donna told Bella everything s

o Yelena's face, there was someth

adopted daughter. From now on, she's your younger sister. Your brother, Cayson, is overseas on business,

ome with tangled relationships and hidden agendas-she was under no illusions about that. Quietly,

a said suddenly, her eyes lighting up with anticipation. With pract

ys been with me, and no

he knew it had been given to her by someone sig

r off guard. The bracelet wasn't just beautiful-it was

d, her voice cautious. "I can't

one day be yours. This is on

ady secured around her wrist. The vibrant emerald stood

gers twitched before curling into tight fists, her nails bi

tantly