The Heiress' Vengeful Return

Hotel, Elena Carter moved quietly through shadowed corridors, her mind racing with the implications of tonight's encounters. In th

ll. Her heart pounded, but her breath remained steady. She had spent years perfecting the art of concealment-disg

ns, politicians, and heirs to empires lounged in dark leather chairs, their laughter filled with veiled threat

notebook from her clutch and began jotting down fragments of overhear

eight in this world," a lo

had sensed Nathaniel's

onto hers. He was dressed impeccably, his dark suit tailored to perfection, his presence exuding effortles

above a whisper, "even the sharpest bla

h precision, Nate. Tonight was only the opening move. Alexander's intere

El. Alexander isn't a man who likes to be played. His curiosity isn't me

enetrating eyes had flashed something unreadable, and as their hands had brushed, she'd

ought away. There was

t Never

uite, staring at the one piece of her past she could never truly erase.

: Billion-Dollar Empi

expression frozen in time-a mixture of shock and bet

one, she would

d more than expected. Bribery, embezzlement, political ties-Victoria had built her empire on deception. But what interested E

one. Someone had helped

er door pulled her

the file back into its hiding

a sleek, black envelope. "Miss Carter, t

ore closing the door. She turned the envel

eneath the seal, she unfol

e. And I know wha

ul who y

g smile spread

e had begun

on in

on leaned against the glass wall of his penthouse office. His gaze

ing about her. S

eople like an open book. But she was an enigma. Every wo

d. A long-forgotten voice.

Whit

pushing off the glass. It w

ye

desk, he reache

private investigator. "Find ou

ingers tapped against the p

d... this game was about t

ance

t the heart of the city's elite. A private charity

ped tables adorned with gold, and a string quartet playing softly in the back

y, her gown a sleek masterpiece of black