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Jilted Ex? I'm The Lost Heiress

Jilted Ex? I'm The Lost Heiress

Author: Tabbie Platt
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1036    |    Released on: 18/05/2026

he leather strap felt tight against her wris

were forty-fiv

touched wine glass in front of her. She stared at the dark red liquid. It mirrored the e

while you wait, Miss?" the waiter

h to lift. It felt like pulling against a heavy w

etreated into the shado

pen with a violence that m

sting his cufflinks, his movements jerky and agitated. Jes

it was the smell. A cloying mixture of Wayne's expensive cologne

eady. She reached out to hug Wayne,

rushed against the fabric of his su

s, her fingers digging into his bicep. She looked at Lana,

ana," she said. "Tra

yne's arm. He d

yne said. His

owed was thick, suffocating. It

she had brought. "I wanted to celebrate," she said, her voice sounding t

k at the box. He was staring at the tablecloth

s hung i

sharp, wet gag. She slapped a hand

nce vanished, replaced by a frantic, raw panic

hovering protectively over her back. He wasn't looking a

moved. It was a subtle movement, instinctive. Sh

felt like the floor had o

d together with a sickening snap. The late nights. The whispered phone calls.

ss down. The stem cli

?" Lana asked. H

His face drai

er glass and looked Lana dead in the eye. A small,

weeks,"

s no point in dragging this out. We're breaking up, Lana. Jessica... she fit

rs. Her heart slammed against her ribs, a f

eath, forcing oxyg

now that the words were out. "And frankly... your backgr

he covered Lana's hand. "Lana, honey, you're still my best f

Jessica were a hot stove. She grabbed her napkin a

oor. She looked down at them. Wayne, the man she had b

aid. "I agree

his shoulders sagging.

talk about liquidation.

ve sweat equity, Lana. Sign the waiver, and I'll give you a

led out her phone. She tapped the s

m talking about the patents registered in my name.

t does Delta Lab ha

swer. She pick

omorrow," Lana said. "This me

waiter. She pai

it together until the heavy oak doors swung shut behind h

"You walk out that door, and you can forget eve

as muffled

lk. The cool night air hit her f

text message from "

by for in

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