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The Heiress Who Broke The Cage

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 780    |    Released on: 13/06/2025

Daisy Miller

place I' d offered her funding for, a space for

my family' s older, less volatile art

hered. Daisy stood i

collaborative mural, was sla

ived, summoned by a frantic message from one of my father' s staff.

led. Jealou

I vaguely recognized as one of Daisy' s new

A blatant, o

ing from Cade' s betr

ady there, flanking Daisy, thei

s voice dripping with disappointment.

sneered, looking at the ruined canva

a silent condemnation that

They didn' t question Daisy' s

alent, their eagerness to see me as fl

wanted to bring beauty to the community. Sh

their faces turnin

I' d provided, were now twisted into evid

the true depth of th

her' s

one thing that sometimes, just sometim

he wood vibrated against me, wa

had an expert luthier who could ensure its perfect preservation, give

ead seepe

ry, Daisy still clinging to hi

ce tight. "My mother' s

le for a fleeting sec

Ava," Cade began,

n her face. "Oh, that old thing? It was so... tra

et you have it? What a

believe in... creative repurposing. It had such interesting ol

I whispered, the ro

oyance? – in his eyes. "Daisy felt it could be part of her ne

e, the storm threatening to break free. "You g

ely sections. I' ve incorporated them into a sculpture representing the struggle of the modern artist against out

s soul, sold for parts

room died. The li

physical blow, s

ion I had left to her, the only instrument

d. By the

just grief anymore. It was r

around me crackle,

shivered, her s

back, his eyes

y saw a glimpse of what the LeB

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The Heiress Who Broke The Cage
The Heiress Who Broke The Cage
“My father called the LeBlanc artistic gift a blessing, a legacy. But for me, with its storm-like intensity that consumed my mother, it felt like a curse. To stabilize my talent, he arranged my marriage to one of three powerful men. I thought I was choosing a partner, until I overheard my presumed fiancé, Cade, with Daisy Miller. He declared I was just "a means to an end," a "broken songbird" whose artistic "secrets" he'd plunder. Daisy, his true partner, would be the real star. The betrayal stung, but far worse was the shock when I found my mother' s unique Amati violin was gone. Cade had given it to Daisy, who gleefully admitted she' d taken it apart for her "art," selling pieces for decorative boxes. Then, at our Legacy Gala, Daisy staged a public accusation, framing me for vandalism, with Cade, Finn, and Silas readily condemning me. My mother' s soul, shattered for parts. My world, reduced to a transaction. The art, the legacy, the very essence of me-all desecrated and dismissed. The grief boiled into a furious, incandescent rage. They thought me unmanageable, but I realized I was merely trapped. With nothing left to lose, I raised my violin and unleashed the storm. Not the expected music, but a powerful, defiant wave of sound that exposed their falsity. I wouldn't be a songbird in their gilded cage. There was only one who might understand, not control: the "unstable" recluse, Ethan Vance. I wrote him, proposing not subservience, but an alliance.”
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