THE BROKEN HEIRESS LAST REVENGE

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abella Reed, to move forward. Many of them were surely surprised at the turnou

y grandfather has pretty much raised me. My grandfather, a strict and principled man, had raised me on his own understanding. I have been taught to be ruthle

r one-night stand. Her naked body had been pressed into mine that dawn and her warmth heated my cold body. I had pulled her closer, wa

ight had illuminated her face. I froze; I had taken in the sight of her oval-shaped f

uld never miss her face, with her always hanging around her father. She was his assistant

now she was in my bed, I couldn't take it. It's best I believed she didn't recognize me that night. I pulled out of the bed quietly, detaching

to push away every thought of her,

't need to check it bef

e who could call me at d

horing the phone to my e

discuss." He cut the call. He didn't wait to hear my th

on was quieter than usual, perhaps because it had been a while since I had visited. I walked through the walls of the old Victorian mansion, each st

ack of his old mahogany desk, fumbling with a file in his right hand and a cup of coffee on the left. My grandfather, Theodore Whit

e had always seen through. The room smelled like dust and old b

front as he slammed the files in his hand in my f

now about the Reed daughters, you wi

age to either one of the Reed

orking and knows her way around her family's business, and she is

though," he says, like he didn't just enforce his orders on me. I

this morning, the one whom my hands had traced every cu

tioned getting married to the younger sister, but now he sudd

atted me out to my grandfather. I clenched my fist, looking at ev

Isabella had tol

e, grandfather, you always

nt; Isabella's face was scrunched up in conf

rises suddenly, loud enough for me and the people

she had planned all this. She looked breathtaking in the dress she was wearing. It hugged her like a second sk

ed on her lips. I leaned in for a kiss; my mouth captured hers, and it felt like heaven. I savored every bit o

he; I wrapped my hands around her waist, giving h

sed the gap between us when the

think you should be getting married to."

y s

assment to our family and will also be an e

think you are special, you bitch. You are still

hosen one," Isa

her. Is this all she had to endure all these years

ed her

w on she represents me. You call her an

ing for them t

out her and that's all that mat

ed to her husband. "You kne

hake. I ignored him. " Congratulations, I trust you will treat her

will be getting married in two weeks, so you

I could feel her bor

or coming," I said coolly,