Return Of The Lethal Unwanted Heiress

Allison was hiding in a dusty small-town garage, working as a mechanic to suppress the lethal, experimental serum freezing her veins.

But a call from her estranged, wealthy father shattered her peace.

He threatened to permanently freeze her dead mother's trust fund if she didn't return to the family estate immediately.

That trust fund held the only key to the truth behind her past and her survival.

When she stepped into the sprawling mansion in her faded hoodie, her family treated her like a stray dog.

Her stepmother mocked her cheap clothes, and her half-brother called her a piece of trash.

Her father tossed a vocational school enrollment form at her, telling her to learn to sew so they could marry her off to anyone desperate enough.

Her perfect, porcelain-doll stepsister Gwyneth even deliberately smashed a glass of boiling milk against her own leg.

"Why did you push me?!" Gwyneth screamed, crying tears of fake terror to frame Allison.

"You vicious bitch! You're just as sick as your mother!" her father roared, raising his hand to strike her.

They looked at her with absolute disgust, thinking she was just a stupid, uncultured hick they could easily manipulate and destroy.

They had no idea that the girl standing before them was a lethal operative who already possessed all their offshore tax ledgers and darkest secrets.

Allison easily caught her father's wrist mid-air, her grip like a steel vice.

"I'm not going to a trade school," she whispered coldly, ripping the form into pieces. "I am going to Crestwood Academy."

It was time to take back everything that belonged to her, with interest.