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The Colonel's Daughter's Revenge

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 383    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

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der

felt like a wei

cked it up like it was a h

darling,

tone she rarely used with m

ed. This was it. The beginning o

leanor?" I kep

rbilts! They' ve proposed an allia

n alliance. She made it sound like a royal

on a mission so critical he was mostly incommunicado. He woul

ck of enthusiasm.

rtunity, Savannah. For thi

nded up broken, used, and di

or "Brie" as she insisted

t' s all the

"Brie, darling! The most wonderful ne

rows shot up. "The Vanderbilts

lasped her hands. "Imagine

from the hallway, already smirking. "

on. "More than money, B

it meant one of the Miller young

n she threw her little fit, I became the sub

this

uldn't fathom. A roadm

ldn't just endur

e headlines, the society pages.

a celebration,

hem. Their greed

egun. And this time

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“My stepmother, Eleanor, was about to ruin my life again, just like before. A cream-colored envelope, sealed with the Vanderbilt crest, landed on our mahogany table like a death sentence. This was it: the nightmare I' d already lived once, revisited. Eleanor' s eyes gleamed as she declared the Vanderbilts wanted an 'alliance' – a marriage for one of us Miller girls. I knew exactly what that meant: I was to be sold off to a powerful dynasty, just like in my previous life. My father, Colonel Miller, was a hero overseas, out of reach, leaving no one to stop Eleanor. They paraded my stepsister, Brie, first. But when she inevitably feigned illness, Eleanor' s gaze landed on me. My stepfamily, always eager to exploit my father's name, expected me to be their dutiful pawn, just as I' d been broken and discarded before. They thought I was the same naive girl, easily manipulated and ready to sacrifice. They were clueless about the searing memories, the clear roadmap of their treachery, I carried. But this time, things would be different. This wasn' t surrender; it was the first move in my own calculated game. I wouldn' t just endure their schemes. I would fight. My foreknowledge was my ultimate weapon, and the game had just begun.”
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