Cross Her, And You’ll Beg For Mercy

I’m Isabella, sole heiress to the nation’s wealthiest family. My father arranged my marriage to Alexander. I went to meet my fiancé, only to be humiliated by his secretary, while Alexander dismissed me as a mere trophy. They demanded $100 million to let me go. I called my father. Instantly, they knew they’d messed with the wrong person. I ended the engagement and cut all my family’s backing for Kingsley Group. This was just the start. They’d soon see how gravely they underestimated me.

I’m Isabella, sole heiress to the nation’s wealthiest family. My father arranged my marriage to Alexander. I went to meet my fiancé, only to be humiliated by his secretary, while Alexander dismissed me as a mere trophy. They demanded $100 million to let me go. I called my father. Instantly, they knew they’d messed with the wrong person. I ended the engagement and cut all my family’s backing for Kingsley Group. This was just the start. They’d soon see how gravely they underestimated me.