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The Heiress Escape   The stranger
Morning broke quietly over the estate, the sky painted in soft hues of gold and lavender. A crisp breeze rustled through the towering trees, carrying the distant chirping of birds. The estate grounds, usually serene, echoed with the laughter of a little boy at play.Little Charlie, barely a year and five months old, kicked his ball excitedly across the driveway, his tiny legs wobbling but determined. A shrill giggle escaped his lips as the ball rolled toward the gateâand then, past it.The toddler hesitated for only a second before chasing after it, his chubby legs carrying him through the open gate. But just as he reached for his ball, a large hand got to it first.Charlie stopped.He looked up.A man stood before him, the morning light casting an elongated shadow over his figure. Dressed in a crisp dark suit, he knelt to the childâs level, turning the ball between his fingers with a slow, deliberate motion.âWell, well,â the man mused, his lips curling into a smile. âLook who we hav
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-02-18The Heiress Escape   Battle for supremacy
At the office, the atmosphere was light, filled with the warmth of laughter and casual chatter. Finn Carter leaned back in his chair, his sleeves slightly rolled up, fingers lazily tapping against the smooth wooden surface of his desk. Across from him sat Dr. Chris Murphy, the Chief Operating Officer of Carter Specialist Hospital. The two men exchanged stories over tea, their conversation flowing with the ease of old friends.But then, the air shifted.Finn lifted his teacup from the table with a sharp clink, taking a slow, deliberate sip.He leaned forward, locking eyes with Chris."How does my brother work in the office?"Chris, ever the professional, didnât falter. He offered a practiced smile. "Dr. Carter is very passionate, Mr. Carter. Heâs got impressive medical skills. Very dedicated."But Finn wasnât buying it. His gaze hardened, his voice losing its earlier warmth. "What would you do if I said I wanted to bring him down?"The smile on Chrisâs face faltered, vanishing as quick
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-02-19The Heiress Escape   Undeniable Pull
Back at the estate, the air was still, save for the occasional rustling of the trees. Charles Langford stood by his study window, watching the estate across the street. His new neighborâs party was set for tomorrow, but that wasnât what intrigued him.No, it was the boy.Charlie.His smirk was slow, calculated.âWhat a small world,â he murmured to himself, lifting a glass of bourbon to his lips.Then, with a quiet chuckle, he turned away from the window.Tomorrow would be an interesting night for him and Suzanne Smith.---Liamâs car was silent, save for the rhythmic tapping of his fingers against the steering wheel. His phone sat on the dashboard, the screen lit with a familiar nameâSuzanne Smith.He exhaled sharply, pressing the call button again.Ring.Ring.Ring.Nothing.The call went to voicemail. Again.Liam clenched his jaw, his grip tightening on the wheel. He had lost count of how many times he had tried to reach her today. Morning. Afternoon. And now, after the heated confr
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-02-19The Heiress Escape   Deal, needs to be paid
"Why are you avoiding me, Suzy?"Liam stood in the hallway, his gaze locked onto Suzanne, his voice low but urgent.The way he saidâSuzyâalways made her heart skip a beat. That was his name for her, and hers alone. No one else ever dared to call her that, not even her ex-husband. It made her feel like she was something important to him, something irreplaceable.She opened her mouth to respond, but the words caught in her throat. "Well, I..." She faltered, struggling to find the right answer. How could she explain the turmoil inside her? How could she admit that seeing him again after everything felt like too much to handle?As the silence stretched, she silently prayed for an interruptionâand just as if the universe had answered her prayer, the sound of footsteps approached."Ms. Smith," the director of her company called out, stepping into view. "You've been called in."Suzanne quickly flashed a polite smile, the tension momentarily dissolving. "See you later, Liam." She turned on he
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-02-19The Heiress Escape   Revelation that hurts
Suzanneâs breath hitched. âFifty million?â she repeated in disbelief. âAre you serious? How could my fatherâââI donât make the deals, Suzanne,â Finn interrupted, his voice low and steady. âI just fulfill them. And right now, Iâm letting you know that youâve got three days to pay it off, or Iâll drag you straight to the marriage office myself.âThe words hung in the air like a storm cloud, heavy and unrelenting. Suzanne stood frozen for a moment, the enormity of the situation sinking in.Fifty million dollars. The amount felt unreal, like a weight on her chest, a weight she couldnât shake. âThree days?â she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper, shock and fury mixing in her tone. âThree days to come up with fifty million? Do you think I have that kind of money lying around?âFinn didnât flinch. âYou donât. But you can find a way. Or we can go the other route. Your father canât afford to lose this deal, and neither can I.âSuzanneâs fists clenched at her sides, frustration and h
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-02-19The Heiress Escape   Public eye
"Wait for me in the car. Iâll be right back," Suzanne said, her voice tight with determination.Liam reached for her arm. âSuzanne, donâtââBut she was already walking away, disappearing down the long hallway before he could stop her.She pushed through the lingering party mess, stepping over crumpled napkins and empty glasses. The guests were gone, and the cleaners were handling the aftermath, but the one person she was looking for was nowhere in sight.She knew exactly where to find him.Her fatherâs study.Without knocking, she pushed the heavy door open.âRight on time, Suzanne.â His voice was smooth, smug. He didnât even look up, still smiling at his computer screen. âI have someone who wants to speak with you about your project.â He waved her over, as if she was just another business deal waiting to be finalized.âI want to speak to you. Alone,â she spat, her tone sharp with barely contained fury.His smile faded. âCanât this wait?âShe folded her arms. âNo.âWith a sigh, he tur
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-02-20The Heiress Escape   His private life
Charles sped toward the Smith estate, silently praying the party hadnât ended yet. His heart pounded as he pulled into the front lawn, but just as he was about to step out, his phone buzzed.His mother. Again.And Sarah, too.He rolled his eyes, âWhat do you want, Mother?â he snapped.Laughter rang through the other end, rich with amusement.âYou did well, my son.âHis brows furrowed. âWhat?ââYou went to bring back my daughter-in-law? Good boy. Iâm proud of you.â Her voice dripped with satisfaction.Charles ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. âHow the hell do you already know?ââItâs everywhere. The news.âOf course.He pinched the bridge of his nose. âItâs not as easy as you think, Mother. You do remember what we did to her, right?âHis mother scoffed. âDonât worry. If convincing her gets too tough, Iâll come myself.â The confidence in her tone was unsettling.Charles sighed. âI have to go.ââKeep me updated, son.âThe line went dead.He barely had a moment to breathe bef
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-02-20The Heiress Escape   Company placed on sell
Liam pushed open the door to his room, rubbing a hand down his face as exhaustion settled in. But sleep was the last thing on his mind. He strode to the window, staring out at the darkened estate before pulling out his phone.With a swift swipe, he dialed a number. The call barely rang twice before a gruff voice answered.âDo you ever let me sleep?âLiam scoffed. âIâm paying you exclusively for your job, William.âA long sigh came through the line, and Liam could practically hear the man rolling his eyes."Okay, you win," William muttered. "This better be worth it."Liam exhaled, his jaw tightening. âFinn wants to marry Suzanne Smith.âThere was a beat of silence before William let out a sharp scoff. âHeâs gone mad.âLiam shook his head, staring at his reflection in the glass. âI know. Thatâs why Iâm calling. Suzanne would never agree to it, but Finn is so damn sure about it.â"Whenâs the wedding?" William asked, his tone shifting to something more serious.âIn three days.âThe silenc
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The Heiress Escape   Beautiful ending
As Suzanne approached the end of the aisle, the murmurs in the venue softened, all eyes fixed on her. Then, she saw him.Her father, Armstrong Smith, stood just ahead, his expression a mix of pride and regret. His hands clenched at his sides, and for a fleeting moment, he looked as if he might falter. But when their eyes met, he stepped forward, his voice thick with emotion."I'm sorry, my baby," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "If I could turn back time, I would have been a better father to you."Suzanneâs lips curved into a soft smile, her heart lighter than she ever thought possible. "I've forgiven you long ago," she said sincerely. "I just wanted you to understand what family truly means. Thank you for being here."His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. "Can you do me the honor?" He opened his arm in invitation.Without hesitation, Suzanne slipped her hand into the crook of his arm. As they began their walk down the aisle, the sound of violins and a grand piano fi
The Heiress Escape   A beautiful Moment
Suzanne stood before the mirror, her breath catching as she took in her reflection. The gown was exquisiteâan elegant, off-the-shoulder masterpiece with intricate lace detailing that cascaded down the bodice and into a flowing train. The soft ivory fabric shimmered under the light, catching every delicate movement. Her hair was styled in a graceful updo, loose strands framing her face, while a cathedral-length veil trailed behind her, completing the look of a bride straight out of a dream.Her eyes sparkled, not just with excitement but with a deep, unwavering love. Today was the day she became Mrs. Carter."I can't believe I'm getting married to your son, Mrs. Carter," Suzanne said, turning toward Eloise, who stood watching her with warm, motherly pride.Eloise smiled, stepping closer. "I knew you both would always find your way back to each other. You two are meant to be, my beautiful bride."Suzanne swallowed the lump in her throat. This was the moment she had expected to miss her
The Heiress Escape   Second chances and remorse
Prison Visiting CenterLeo Carter stepped into the stark, dimly lit visiting area, the scent of disinfectant lingering in the air. The walls were gray, the chairs metal and bolted to the floor, and a thick pane of glass separated him from the person he had come to seeâhis son, Finn Carter.Finn sat on the other side, wearing an orange prison jumpsuit. His once confident and cunning eyes were now shadowed with exhaustion and regret. His knuckles were bruised, likely from a fight, and there was an emptiness about him that hadnât been there before. He stared at Leo through the glass, eyes cautious, waiting for him to speak first.Leo picked up the phone attached to the divider. Slowly, Finn did the same."You actually came," Finn muttered, voice hoarse.Leo exhaled, his grip tightening around the receiver. "Of course, I did. You're my son, Finn."Finn scoffed, shaking his head. "Your son? If I was truly your son, I wouldnât be sitting in here, would I?" His voice dripped with bitterness,
The Heiress Escape   Things taken from her
The tension in the boardroom was suffocating. The long, polished mahogany table gleamed under the overhead lights, but all eyes were locked on the man at the head of the tableâArmstrong Smith.Suzanne sat opposite him, poised and unwavering. She was dressed for war, her black blazer crisp, her expression unreadable. Next to her, Nina leaned back lazily, one leg crossed over the other, exuding quiet confidence.Armstrong, however, looked anything but confident. His fingers tapped impatiently against the table, his jaw tight. He had built this company, shaped it, controlled it. And now, his own daughter was challenging him in front of the entire board.One of the directors, an older man with silver hair, cleared his throat. âMs. Smith, youâve called this emergency meeting with serious allegations against your father. We need to know exactly what youâre claiming.âSuzanne didnât hesitate. She slid a folder onto the table and met every board memberâs gaze before speaking. âI am claiming t
The Heiress Escape   Remorse and Reunion
She turned her gaze to her lawyer."Thank you, Atty. Greg." She extended her hand, and he shook it firmly."It was a pleasure, Ms. Smith," he said with a proud nod.Before she could say more, warm hands touched her shoulders. Liam.He leaned down, kissing her forehead softly. âConsidering I wasnât around when you were fighting this, you still pulled it off. Congratulations to us, my love.âSuzanne nudged him playfully. âOh, come on. You helped meâwithout William getting that recording, I wouldnât have stood a chance.âLiam chuckled, pressing a small kiss to the top of her head. Their moment was interrupted by a quiet but deliberate clearing of a throat.They turned to see Anna standing before them, holding the child in her arms."Anna." Suzanne stepped forward, her expression softening as she greeted her.Meanwhile, Liamâs gaze flickered past them, landing on Judge Hansel. He straightened, excusing himself before walking toward the judge.Suzanne stepped forward with a small smile. "
The Heiress Escape   Finalized divorce
Judge Hansel studied Attorney Barnes carefully, his fingers tapping against the bench. âHow do you know that, when the first witness was lying when she stated she had no relationship with Charles Langford?âBarnes adjusted his glasses and stepped forward. âI have multiple pieces of evidence to prove she is lying. If I may, Your Honor.âThe judge gave a firm nod. âProceed.âBarnes walked over to his table and retrieved a small recording device. Turning to face the courtroom, he held it up.âThis,â he announced, his voice strong and deliberate, âis an audio recording of Charles Langford and Sarah Thompson.âThe room fell into an eerie silence.Charlesâ smirk vanished instantly.Barnes pressed play. The courtroom filled with Charlesâ voiceâlow, menacing, unmistakable.âYou think you can defy me, Sarah?âA loud slap. A muffled cry."You whore," he spat, "Do you think Iâm asking you?" "Have you forgotten all the times I covered for you? Your drunk drivingâor should we talk about the time
The Heiress Escape   Court war
Supreme Court of OntarioCase: Suzanne Smith vs. Charles LangfordProceedings â Divorce and Domestic Abuse AllegationsAs the courtroom settled into its tense quiet, Judge Hansel adjusted his glasses, eyes scanning the papers before him. He looked up, a sharp command in his voice.âLet us proceed,â he announced, his gaze flicking between the two parties. âCall your first witness, Attorney Barnes.âGregory Barnes stood, nodding respectfully to the judge. He turned to Suzanne, who was seated beside him, her posture rigid, but her eyes determined. Sheâd come too far to let this fall apart now.Greg walked toward the witness stand, and everyone in the room shifted their attention. The door creaked open, and Sarah Thompson entered, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. She made her way toward the stand, looking calm but a little too composed for Suzanneâs liking. Sarah swore her oath, raising her right hand, her voice steady but with an edge that made Suzanne's blood run c
The Heiress Escape   Chaos evaded
Three weeks ago.And then, just like before, he took what was his.His lips crashed against hers, claiming her, stealing the breath from her lungs. Suzanne melted into him, her fingers fisting into his shirt as she let herself forgetâjust for a momentâthat there was still a war to fight."Let's take this to the bedroom."Before she could respond, Liam swept her off her feet. She gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck, her legs tightening around his waist as he carried her effortlessly toward his bedroom.The door slammed open with a forceful kick of his boot, and in one swift motion, he dropped her onto the bed, his body hovering over hers as he began to peel off his shirt. Suzanneâs breath hitched, anticipation building, but just as things were about to escalate, his phone rang.âWrong timing, Wil,â Liam muttered, glancing at the screen. He was about to end the call when the urgency in Willâs voice stopped him."Finn has made his move," Will said urgently.Liamâs fac
The Heiress Escape   Staged death
Eloise Carter stepped out of the car, tilting her head as she took in the stunning glass house before her. The morning sun reflected off its sleek exterior, making it shimmer like a diamond nestled in a sea of lush greenery."Is this place your new home?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.Liam smiled, slipping his hands into his pockets. "I bought this place a long time ago, Mom. Itâs not just a houseâitâs a retreat. A place to unwind, away from the chaos."A soft click interrupted them.They turned to see Mira, holding up her phone, snapping pictures at different angles."This place is insane," she muttered in awe.And it was.The house sat elegantly amidst a breathtaking landscape. Vibrant flowersâroses, jasmine, and liliesâlined the stone pathway leading to the entrance, their sweet fragrance filling the air. Towering oak and maple trees framed the estate, providing both shade and a touch of mystery. A pristine koi pond shimmered nearby, tiny ripples forming as golden and
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