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Reborn Princess: Burning Her Scornful Crown

Reborn Princess: Burning Her Scornful Crown

Author: Lan Zhen
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Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1074    |    Released on: 06/02/2026

ide was too loud, shaking the very foundations of the Cr

shed i

ing of old leather and ex

the storm raging against the floor-to-ceiling windows. He wa

o tie around the bundle herself just yesterday. The fire licked at the edges, and for a split second, she sa

final authorization for the tr

adl

d forward, her hands reaching into the fire, ignoring the heat,

Not to pull her back from the

catching on the thick Persian rug, and fell hard onto her tailbone. Pain shot u

ey said. His voice was

rom his pristine navy suit. He adjusted his cufflinks,

e said, lookin

eras, the gentle smiles he reserved for charity galas-it was all gone. In its place was a f

, her breath hitching. "That money was

e I am the Crown, it's mine. You were just the vessel,

e. Three years of trying to be the perfect Crown Princess, of enduring his cold s

her voice trembling. "I have s

a short, sharp sound. "A

n his mahogany desk and pre

r opene

s wearing his silk pajamas, his hair tousled, but his

out a hand. "Jimmie, come here.

ooked at her outstretched

walked p

alked straight to Bradley

Jimmi

nt, the resemblance was undeniable. The same sh

" Jimmie said. H

oulder, a gesture of pride Fiona had

oftly. "Jimmie is mine. Mine and Icy's. W

orld

ing out the thunder. Her heart hammered again

he Duchess. The woman Fio

Her lungs felt like they were fil

en, blinding rage. She lunged at Bradley, h

er reac

bbed her wrist, his small fingers digging into

oded. Sha

ie let go, stumbling back against his fath

"Don't tou

his watch. "She's hysteri

ped his

hallway. They were huge, faceless men in dark s

," Bradley commanded

eamed, but her feet barely touched th

Bradley and Jimmie, standing by the fire.

n waiting in the driving rain. The door slam

ook at her. He just

winding coastal road. The rain lashed against the win

e yelled, pounding on the par

't answer. He j

s Curve. The cliffs dropped she

driver unbuckl

r was still moving at eighty mi

ar sw

nst the front seat, staring in horro

gainst metal. Th

tless

, im

water rushed in, filling her nose, her mou

eft her body, wasn't fear. It

vowed into the void. S

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