Semua Bab REVENGE OF THE CONSORTIUM HEIR: Bab 1 - Bab 10

CHAPTER ONEMIRANDA'S POVMy heart pounded like a drum as I approached the colossal AD company's building, my hands trembling with fear. The Owner's notorious reputation for being merciless made my blood run cold, and I knew that confronting him would be a test of my bravery.Taking a deep breath, I shut my eyes and uttered a desperate plea, praying for a miracle. But as I stepped into the opulent hallway, my hope began to evaporate. The atmosphere was thick with apprehension, and I could sense a thousand pairs of eyes on me, each one more menacing than the last.The other candidates' eyes were like sharp daggers, piercing through me with an intensity that made my skin crawl. This was my one shot to prove myself, to make a name for myself in this cutthroat competition.As I took my seat, my palms slick with sweat and my forehead beaded with nervousness, the tension in the room was palpable. I could feel it weighing down on me like a heavy blanket, suffocating me with its pressure.The

CHAPTER THREESECRET POVMy heart raced as I spoke into the phone, "Boss, we have a problem. We missed her."Silence lingered on the other end before he barked, "What do you mean you missed her?""Do you have any idea how little time we have left? . You need to find her and eliminate her before she discovers the truth about herself. Or else..."My palms grew sweaty as I struggled to respond, "It happened so fast. But we won't give up. We'll track her down.""Your words better be true," he thundered, "or you'll both face my wrath." My boss's voice boomed with fury, leaving me on edge as I wondered what consequences awaited me if I failed.The line then went dead, leaving me with a sinking feeling in my stomach. We had to find her, no matter the cost.MIRANDA'S POV Flora's threat echoed in my mind, my heart raced with fear. But Alexander's words offered a ray of hope, a flicker of light in the darkness of my thoughts.Little did I realize that my first day on the job would be a descen

CHAPTER FIVEMIRANDA'S POVThe man in the black mask towered over me, his eyes glinting with an unknown emotion. My heart raced as I struggled against the ropes that bound me to the chair."Please calm down, please," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I just have to do what I did because I really want you to know the truth about who you really are."My mind raced as I tried to make sense of his words. Who was I? And why did this man think he had the right to kidnap me?"And must you kidnap me before doing that?" I demanded, my voice filled with rage and anger.The man's eyes narrowed as he leaned in closer. "I am very sorry, Miss Miranda James Owens," he said, his words dripping with sarcasm. "But it had to be done."My blood ran cold as he spoke my name. How did he know who I was?"By the way, I am not Miss Miranda James Owens," I said, my voice shaking with fear. "It's really obvious you are mistaking me for someone."The man chuckled, a cold, humorless sound. "Never," he said, h

I found myself in a perplexing situation as I attempted to leave the confines of my house. To my surprise, my grandfather's guards blocked my path, acting on his explicit request. It was evident that my safety was their primary concern, though the reason behind it remained elusive. Feeling a mix of frustration and curiosity, I retreated to my room to process the overwhelming information that my grandfather had revealed.The weight of my newfound responsibilities as the heir to the family consortium and the shocking revelation of my parents' cold-blooded murder weighed heavily on my mind. Thoughts swirled as I grappled with the unimaginable truth. Amongst the jumble of emotions, one name resurfaced in my thoughts repeatedly - Ethan, my father's most trusted friend.A determined resolve began to take hold within me. If I wanted to unearth the truth behind my parents' tragic fate, I needed to start my investigation with Ethan. After all, he was intricately intertwined with my father's li

ALEXANDER'S POVI was taken aback by Miranda's unexpected willingness to cover the cost of the lost item in my office. Based on the research I had conducted on her, it was clear that she couldn't even afford a modest sum of five hundred dollars. Yet, here she was claiming that she could easily pay for a loss valued at over three thousand dollars. I couldn't help but draw some conclusions from this puzzling situation.I arrived at the conclusion that either Miranda was concealing her true financial status or she possessed something valuable that she was keeping hidden. It was difficult for me to fathom how she could suddenly possess such a significant amount of money if her financial circumstances were as I had previously believed.Intrigued and slightly suspicious, I resolved to dig deeper into Miranda's background. I wanted to unravel the mystery behind her unexpected declaration and understand the truth about her financial capacity. There were too many unanswered questions, and I co