Claimed By The Cheating Fiancé's Ruthless Uncle

From the back cover

I stood outside the hotel suite, listening to the muffled gasps of my fiancé, Elton, tangled in the silk sheets with my stepsister, Jaylynn.

He thought I was just his poor, obedient assistant.

To save his failing company, he planned to steal my architectural blueprints, claim them as his own, and hand all the credit to his new mistress.

At the high-society gala, they cornered me in front of the city's elite.

Jaylynn flaunted her stolen emeralds and mocked my plain clothes, while Elton demanded I sign over my intellectual property or be blacklisted from the industry forever.

Even my biological mother stepped forward, throwing a severance check at my chest in front of the crowd.

"You're an ungrateful little stray. Take the money and get out of Jaylynn's life before you ruin her engagement!"

They looked at me with absolute disgust, waiting for me to break down, cry, and beg for their mercy.

But they had no idea who they were actually stepping on.

They didn't know the blueprints they stole were laced with a federal copyright trap that would instantly bankrupt them.

And they certainly didn't know that the "destitute orphan" they were bullying was actually the sole heiress to a fourteen-billion-dollar sovereign trust.

I calmly took the check, locked in the copyright strike, and walked straight toward Elton's most ruthless backer—the billionaire Demetrius Franco.

"Don't you agree that revenge should be theatrical?" I whispered.

This time, I was going to pull the floor out from under them all.