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Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress “Madisyn, for years, we’ve raised you, never imagining you capable of such cruelty. This house can no longer bear your presence. You must leave immediately,” declared the imposing woman before Madisyn Chapman, her gaze laden with disdain and a bitter chill, her elegant attire contrasting sharply with the harshness of her words. “Mom, please, it was an accident. I lost my footing and tumbled down the stairs on my own. Madisyn had no part in this,” said a young girl from her seat on the sofa. Resembling the woman in front of her, she clutched at her bandaged knees, her eyes brimming with tears. Just half an hour prior, Jenna Chapman, the biological daughter of the Chapmans, had suffered a fall on the staircase. At that time, Madisyn had been alone on the upper floor. Everyone believed Madisyn had pushed Jenna… Now, the looks that the Chapmans shot at Madisyn were filled with venom and disgust, a stark contrast to their attitude just a week prior, when they had professed their reluctance to ever part with her. Madisyn looked down at the floor, a fleeting shadow of irony passing through her eyes. Once, she was the sole daughter of the Chapmans. Though she never basked in parental favoritism, she lacked for nothing; her basic needs were always met. The facade shattered when Jeffry Chapman, whom she had known as her father, met with a grave accident necessitating an urgent blood transfusion. The subsequent blood tests unveiled a startling truth—Madisyn was not his biological child. Jeffry then harnessed his extensive network to uncover the whereabouts of his true daughter, Jenna. The Chapman family was a prestigious household in Gemond, and news like this naturally spread quickly. To manage the public narrative and preserve their esteemed reputation, they declared an unwavering commitment to Madisyn, the girl they had raised, asserting their intention to treat her as their own for a while longer before she returned to her biological family.
The Unwanted Wife’s Unexpected Comeback
The Unwanted Wife’s Unexpected Comeback In the dimly lit, opulent private cinema, the most exclusive jewelry auction was being broadcast live. The rich cadence of the auctioneer’s voice echoed through the room. “One million, going once, going twice…” Alicia Bennett barely registered the words, her thoughts completely consumed by the man beneath her. His intensity overwhelmed her, pushing her to sink her teeth into his shoulder in a desperate attempt to brace herself against the onslaught. The man merely grunted in response, neither stopping nor slowing down. “Loosen up, will you?” he rasped, his voice thick with strain as he tightened his grip around her waist, commanding her body to yield to his will. Alicia, still biting his shoulder, hesitated. Slowly, she eased her jaw, her teeth releasing their hold. Just as the apology began to form on her lips, he let out a low, almost teasing laugh. “That’s not the part I asked you to loosen.” Alicia froze, heat rushing to her cheeks. The apology died in her throat, replaced by a wave of embarrassment that turned her skin crimson. But the intensity between them only grew fiercer as time passed, their bodies entangled in a battle of passion and control. The auctioneer’s gavel fell. “Sold for ten million! Let’s give a round of applause to Mr. Joshua Yates!” The name struck Alicia like a lightning bolt. Her body instantly went rigid, something that the man couldn’t help but notice. His movements paused as his eyes, half-lidded with satisfaction, flicked lazily toward the screen. The camera zoomed in on Joshua Yates’s face, every detail of his familiar features displayed in perfect clarity. “Joshua Yates, the second son of the Yates family… an acquaintance, perhaps?” he drawled, the corners of his mouth curving into a sly smile as he playfully nibbled Alicia’s earlobe. Alicia’s frown deepened. The last thing she wanted was to discuss it.
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius
CHAPTERS His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius – Sneak Peek In the evening, heavy rain poured over Owathe as Belinda Wright made her way to Dream Club. She was soaked through, but somehow managed to keep the cake she held untouched by the downpour. Upon reaching the entrance to the private room, Belinda nudged the door open slightly. “Verena, throughout the three years you vanished, not once did Lucas cease his search for you. And now, you are finally back!” Hearing those words from inside the room, Belinda froze mid-step. Verena? The same Verena Reed who used to be Lucas Clark’s girlfriend? “But hasn’t Lucas already gotten married?” asked a soft female voice. “Ah, Verena, there’s no need to concern yourself with that woman Lucas married. Lucas was coerced into that marriage by his father, who threatened to kill you if Lucas didn’t comply. Lucas married that woman only to protect you.” “Really?” Verena’s doubt was evident in her voice. “Absolutely! Why else would Lucas choose someone like Belinda? She’s so unappealing and overweight. Besides, she’s an illegitimate daughter. Marrying her was Lucas’s way of annoying his father, of getting back at him!” Outside the private room, Belinda felt a chill run through her. Her complexion drained of color as the words sank in. Recalling the night when Lucas had proposed, she remembered how her heart had soared with joy. She had been blissfully unaware of the harsh truth. She had believed herself incredibly fortunate, never realizing she was merely a pawn in a revenge plot. Explore fresh tales at g aln ov el s ; com It turned out Lucas had only married her because she was, in their cruel eyes, ugly and fat. Belinda couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh, her body wavering slightly as she stood frozen in place. She clenched the door handle tightly to steady herself. “Speaking of Belinda, it has been five hours since she left. It’s doubtful she’ll ever show up. Delight Desserts is way out in the eastern suburbs, and just getting there and back takes more than three hours. Besides, that place is notorious for its long queues. Surely, Belinda isn’t foolish enough to go there.”
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire You can’t afford me now
“Someone help me! I’m being attacked!” The desperate screams of Linda Harris filled the air, drawing an increasing crowd of onlookers to the scene. Hadley Pearson stood at the top of the staircase, her gaze fixed on Linda, who lay crumpled at the bottom. A look of utter confusion washed over Hadley as she stared down at her own hands, completely bewildered. Murmuring to herself, Hadley said, “How could this have happened… Why did Linda collapse so suddenly?” “What’s going on here?” Today marked the Flynn family’s grand banquet, and the estate was bustling with guests. Those who heard the commotion quickly encircled Linda, who was sprawled out from her fall down the stairs. “What’s going on? How did she end up falling?” “Look up there. She…” Struggling through her pain, Linda managed to lift her head and look up towards where Hadley stood. It was then that the gathered crowd pieced together the apparent events. “Hadley pushed Linda!” “Good heavens! Hadley, regardless of your feelings towards Linda, such harshness is unthinkable! And she’s expecting a child!” “You’ve crossed the line!” “No, that’s not true…” As the accusations flew, Hadley’s complexion turned pale, and she vehemently shook her head in denial. She tried to assert her innocence, insisting she hadn’t pushed Linda. However, her pleas fell on deaf ears. “Make way!” A commanding male voice disrupted the gathering, asserting his presence authoritatively. That voice belonged to Eric Flynn, Hadley’s new husband, though their marriage had lasted only a brief period. Check what’s new on “Eric…” A wave of relief washed over Hadley as she turned to him for support. Yet, as Eric’s eyes met hers, they were sharp and accusing. “You hurt her!” “I didn’t!” Hadley protested, her denial forceful as she shook her head desperately. “I wasn’t the one…” “Then who did?” Eric asked, his disbelief evident. His look of disdain and anger was directed squarely at Hadley, his features twisted in revulsion. “Are you suggesting Linda threw herself down the stairs? You’re known to be overbearing. Haven’t you been antagonizing her all this time? Must I remind you of all the incidents?” Eric continued. Hadley remained motionless. The severity in her husband’s voice rendered her speechless. Cradling her stomach, Linda leaned on Eric, her voice faint. “Eric, it’s so painful. It really hurts!” “Linda?” Eric’s grandmother, Nyla Flynn, approached, alarmed. “What has happened here?” she demanded. “There’s blood!” someone in the crowd exclaimed. “Look, she’s bleeding!” Beneath Linda, a crimson stain was expanding steadily. Clutching at Eric’s neck, Linda broke down in tears. “Eric! My baby! Help my baby…” “Don’t worry!” Eric tried to reassure her, but his face betrayed his own fear as panic set in. “We need to get to the hospital immediately!” Swiftly lifting Linda into his arms, Eric’s eyes met Hadley’s with a harsh, accusing stare. “If anything happens to the baby, you’ll regret it…” He left the sentence hanging, then swiftly turned away, carrying Linda towards help. At that moment, ensuring Linda and her unborn child’s safety was Eric’s only concern. Nyla looked at Hadley with a mix of disappointment and disbelief, struggling to find the words. “Hadley, how could you—” “Nyla…” Hadley barely started to respond when Nyla turned her back and walked away. Suddenly, the crowd began to thin out. Ignored by everyone, Hadley found herself aimlessly returning to her room, lost in a fog of confusion.