Rising From Shadows: The Swapped Heiress Returns

ous, sun-drenched bedroom of a beautiful Connecticut colonial, Beatrice Faulkner was kneeling on the hardwood floor, expertly

ret's prized winter holly bushes were in full, vibrant bloom. Even with the windows shut tight against the

er & Associates, one of Manhattan's top-tier corporate law firms, and her desk was already piled high with work. One of her primary assignments was a massive cross-bord

ent, high-earning fixture at the firm was guaranteed. Beatrice wanted to get back to her sleek Upper East Side apartment early to organize the files. Getting i

u. Just pop them in the oven for five minutes when you get to

by a heavy glass jar of homemade preserves. Margaret was a woman of sharp wit and effortless g

her arms around her grandmother. "Margaret, I'm going to miss y

en jobs, you lounged around this house long enough to drive me crazy. Now that you've landed a stellar position, yo

Margaret, I wasn't 'between jobs.' I actively quit my last firm because I dumped m

you were going to stay in Connecticut for good, and here you are, running right back to the Manhattan grind. I

ce sighed, shaking h

e back when you have a free weekend. It's a shame you're leaving e

er, Beatrice's sharp amber

spite her immense fame and staggering wealth, Sylvia had always been fiercely protective of Beatrice. From the time Beatrice was a toddler, Sylvia had made a conscious, ironclad decision to keep her daughter entirely out of the media glare. Beatr

suitcase. "She has a major brand ambassador gala in New York next

using. She looked at Beatrice, her tone shifting to something slightly more car

ed and pragmatic. "I sent him a text. He's in Aspen with his wife and

ight as Sylvia landed her first breakout leading role. Their ambitions had pulled them in opposite directions, and they had parted ways amicably. It wasn't until after the breakup that Sylvia discovered she was pr

on ten years younger than Beatrice. He and Beatrice maintained a polite, friendly, but ultimate