After Rebirth I Became The Heiress Of My Biological Parents.

m of her chipped mug. The scent of burnt toast hung in the air, but she did

Her father, Greg Quinn, skimmed the newspaper as usual, as though nothing unusual had happened. As though t

ing she was too perfect,too good for this house. She sat with her legs

had n

earn crumbs of affection. Once cried into her pillow wo

't feel pain nor

pur

what are your plans after graduation, Clara

htened, but her voice came

applications. I'm waitin

breath for scholarships. We've d

smiled. "Don't worry. I

thing behind his p

mug down with perfect poi

s Clara walked away, Jenna'

lucky we took you in. You n

low smile curved her lips. You

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nnected her phone to her laptop and pulled up an o

ssing Since Infancy,

nned photo of a baby girl wi

e

t heiress. That was her. She had been kidnapped as an infant and left with the Quinns, wh

from afar-had searched for years. There were rumors,

finally had a

ckwood-her

r father, CEO of t

ess conference clips, combing through online forums that tra

for anonymous tips. Clara star

to be another vo

anted

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o party like Jenna had assumed, but to visit a sm

et she had found in Diane's drawer years ago

told the technician, sliding over a Lockwood medi

"You understand this i

. No records. I j

er for a long mom

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r, the resu

with Vivien

ion blurred. It was real. The blood in

rity case. She wasn't a mist

tborn daughter o

ost h

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gates gleamed under the sunset. A mansion that looked like someth

hesi

didn't want

she was

thy. Greg's indifference. And all the years sh

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ackled thr

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red with every step she took toward the

happened next

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