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Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

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#REVENGE
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#POSSESSIVE
#SWEETLOVE
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#FIRSTLOVE
#PREGNANCY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#RICHDAUGHTER

No Support From My Family

Chapter 63: No Support From My Family

The front door slammed behind Vanesa as she stormed into the grand house, her face still streaked with dried blood.

She threw her bag on the floor, ignoring the pristine marble that echoed her every step.

"Mother!" Vanesa called out in a shaky but loud voice.

Beatrice emerged from the sitting room, dressed in a black silk blouse and tailored trousers.

Her sharp heels clicked against the floor as she approached, her piercing eyes narrowing when she saw her daughter.

"What on earth happened to you?" Beatrice demanded.

Vanesa pressed a tissue to her nose.

"Eira. That low-class nobody attacked me in class!"

"She did what?" Her voice was icy and clipped.

Vanesa sniffed, her voice rising in pitch.

"She hit me with a book. Slammed it in my face! In front of everyone. My nose—look at it!"