Betrayed Heiress: My Revenge

The last thing I remembered was the coppery taste of my own blood.

Mark, the man I loved more than life itself, smiled cruelly as I bled out on the floor of the company he' d stolen from my family.

My family, ruined. Our name, dragged through the mud. And me, dead at twenty-four, all because I chose the wrong man.

He just whispered, his voice a venomous hiss, "You should have just stayed a stupid, useful tool, Chloe. Did you really think I could love someone like you?"

I, Chloe Sterling, heir to a business empire with an almost supernatural gift for market trends, had given him everything.