Reborn As The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress

doors of the penthouse s

it barely competed with the thunder r

soaked trench coat, pooling on the pristine hardwood floor. Her

inating the man sitting

He just slowly swirled the amber liquid in his crys

rd. She stopped at the edge of the glass coffee table. Her hands

ined financial rep

sounded like a dying animal. "Why did you short Vance Group

key. He set the glass down. Finall

No guilt. No warmth. Just

irk pulled at the

was flat. "The market is a machine. Your grandfather wa

ad to grip the edge of the table to stay upright. This was the ma

ulled out a crisp, dry manila folder. He tossed i

bespoke suit. "Vance Group is being liquidated. I've already extr

rom April's face. H

ization a physical blow to her chest.

nvenient," h

brain. She lunged forward, raising her han

rs wrapping around her wrist like a steel vice. The pr

lent twist, he sh

thick Persian rug, her shoulder taking the brunt

up, a shrill, piercing alarm

breaking

t, as she pulled her phone out. The screen li

lius Vance, founder of the recently bankrupt Vance Group,

closed up. She couldn't breathe

tiny figure of the old

hen h

antly cut to a

w, guttural scream of absolute agony. The phone slipp

rithing on the floor, his expression ent

id to the bodyguard stand

on her face felt like acid. She looked up at Julian. The despair in her ches

She turned and stumbl

skin tore, but she couldn't feel the physical pain over the shattering of her heart. She hit

mmed her foot on the gas. The tires screeched against the con

ldn't clear the water fast enough. Her vision was comp

rsection. The traffic li

m of light shot through

frame of her car. A heavy transport tr

brake pedal. The car spun out o

ass shattered into a million pieces, tearing into he

s only a deafening