Jilted Heiress: Her Billion-Dollar Payback

Reynol

my screen grow deeper. Coleman Industries' stock was now halted due to

ed him back a s

to talk, show me

e in less tha

to do. I'll make i

ething else, something with an undercurrent I couldn't quite decipher. A strange sense o

olute. Reynolds Capital ran on ruthless efficiency, and I was its engine. Betrayal and heartbreak were emo

of orange and purple. I felt a sliver of the tension in my shoulders begin to ea

my best friend, Maya. Her

the news? Have you see

on the steering wheel. "I've be

rds tumbling out in a rush. "The Reynolds Capital building. H

n my stomach. Not from

eryone that you've pushed him to this. That your 'cruelty' and 'refusal to let him go' have left him

trange confidence in his

to weaponize public sympathy and turn me from a wronged woman into a murderous

ant. And it w

ulation, was a storm of white-hot fury. He was using the most extreme form of emoti

o go," I said,

Jaeda! It's a t

ud from the top of my building. I'm not g

in protest. My knuckles were white on the steering w

here he was, his face pale and tear-streaked, the wind whipping his

nge. My message-If you want to talk,

er response. She asked for a show of sincerity. I guess this is the only one I have left to give. If I die tonig

lative bastard. He had twisted my words, weaponized them, and

assenger seat and pressed my

l of the skyscraper. Police cars, fire trucks, an ambulance. A massive inflatable cushion was being set up on the

idn't stop at the lobby. I took my private elevator directly to the to

chaos. Police officers, crisis negotiators. A

mess of tears and makeup. Ewing stood stiffly, his face ash

as weeping hysterically, a perfect picture of a distraught lover. "Drew, no! Pleas

nce. A three-ring circu

safety barrier, was Drew. His back was to the city, the wind pulling at

ds was holding a phone, the livestream still running,

t a suicid

reamed execution