All Chapters of The Scorned Heiress' Revenge : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Who is there? Throw this filth out of this house and she must never be allowed to step foot into this mansion ever!” madam Clinton commanded and two guards carried Saffron and forced her inside a car. Once they got to the streets, they threw her out and zoomed off. Saffron didn’t linger. She would have taken a cab home but had nothing on her– her phone and purse were left behind at the Clintons’. As she absentmindedly walked forward, a distance away she saw a park and headed there. It was autumn and the leaves on the trees were lovely. Saffron sat on one of the benches and rested her back on it. With eyes closed, the event of the day came back to her. Reliving the painful memory that caused her stabbing pains in the heart, Saffron couldn’t hold back and cried. She cried so badly that the people walking around couldn’t help but notice her, however no one went to her.Saffron stayed there until nightfall before she decided to return home. But unfortunately, her legs turned jelly and t

Ten years ago when Saffron left the town and was heading to the City, while walking along the ridiculously massive field that belonged to the Grahams, that was when she saw Caspian for the first time. He was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen in her sixteen years of life. The young man was about to ride a motorbike. He was wearing a black outfit that fitted him very perfectly. His black helmet was hung under his armpit and his hair was styled backwards. He looked cool. Saffron was smitten and like Atlas rightly said, she indeed thought that Caspian was an Angel. He climbed his motorbike and started speeding away, however, he hadn’t left her full sight before Saffron realized that something was wrong with the motorbike. She looked around, no one was with him– she was the only passer-by on the huge field. The motorbike looked as if it had lost control and was heading for the cliff. When she saw this, Saffron threw her small backpack to the ground and started chasing the bike. C

The old man smiled and changed the topic. “You should sleep more, you have a lot of things to do today. You have the award ceremony to attend a few hours from now and also, you’ll be leaving the shadows today.” “Grandpa, can I not come out into the world? I want to remain hidden and continue to attack my enemies from the dark. I just need some more time to dig into the Clinton’s family business. Once I’ve gotten enough dirt on them, I can gladly show myself to the world.” The old man shook his head, “For how long do you want to remain hidden? It’s been five years now. You shouldn’t let your trauma define you. You are no longer the powerless Saffron you were. Your face, body, mentality, personality, and everything else changed after the surgery. No one recognises you anymore.” Saffron sighed, it wasn’t the case. She didn’t stay in the shadows because she was scared of the Clintons but rather because of Alex and her health. Her grandfather has no idea that she found out about the con

Celina entered the internet and to her utmost shock, what the netizens were saying about her relationship with Caspian was alarming and infuriating. ‘Celina can't even secure a seat beside CEO Caspian. His ex-wife's brother did.’ ‘Oh, I can't believe how insignificant Celina is to CEO Caspian.’‘I can't imagine battling a position with a dead person. God! I don't know how I'd feel.’‘Remember that Caspian said that his wife was killed? Do we need to be told that Celina had a hand in it? Otherwise, why would he treat her this way?’‘Right? Celina used to be his fiance until the news of her death was announced. Caspian then got married to his wife but hid it from the public, but all of a sudden, the dead resurrected. It might be that she was angry that Caspian no longer loved her, so she killed his wife.’‘But why would Caspian hide his wife? It appears to me like he's a manipulator. Nobody knew he was married.’‘Actually, you up there, Caspian never said he wasn't married. It was us

At the Rothschild’s mansion. Lily got home and went straight to her room. Her grandfather was sitting in the sitting room but she didn't even notice. The old man watched her climb the twirling stairs until she disappeared before he returned his gaze back to the event on the TV. He saw everything that happened at the event. Didn't she say that her heart was dead? Just today and she couldn't even hide it from that child. The old man smiled and shook his head. “How far can you go, child?” He heard how deep their connection was. They were like mother and child. He suddenly sighed as his gaze down casted. It was his fault. If he had taken that boy five years ago, his granddaughter wouldn't be sad right now. On second thought, if he had taken the child, Caspian who had been turning the country upside down in search of Saffron would have caught on. “Margaret!” the old man called. “Yes, Master,” an old woman hurried over from the kitchen and bowed slightly to the old man. “Lily just a