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He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 290

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Stumbling backward, she pulled out her phone with trembling hands, desperate to reach out to the wealthy friends she used to party with.

She opened the chat group named "High Society Elite," typed "Save me," and hit send, only to be met with a glaring red exclamation mark.

[Message sent, but rejected by the recipient.]

She had been kicked out of the group.

Refusing to believe it, she tapped on the profile picture of her former best friend, but was met with the same cold, red exclamation mark.

Every single connection, every lifeline she thought she had, was severing ties with her one by one.

Unwilling to give up, she scrolled through her contacts and dialed the number of a rich heir who had once pursued her relentlessly, constantly trying to win her favor.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Wesley. It's Sabrina, I..."

*Beep... beep... beep...*

The moment he heard her voice, he hung up without a second of hesitation.

The busy signal felt like a slap to the face, shattering her delusions.

The world was cold, and loyalty was bought.

It wasn't until this moment that she truly understood she had absolutely nothing left.

She collapsed onto the curb, utterly drained.

The icy rain drifted down, soaking her hair and face. The rainwater mixed with her tears, sliding down her cheeks.

In the depths of her despair, her mind uncontrollably flashed back to that scene at the banquet.

Sienna Sawyer stood under the spotlight, the center of attention, poised and calm as she accepted everyone's congratulations and awe.

Lucas Lowery stayed by her side, never leaving her for a second, his eyes overflowing with an undeniable tenderness and affection.

Her father was willing to go to war with the entire Gauthier family for her.

Her mother held her, crying out of pure heartache.

Why?

Why did her arrival instantly destroy the life Sabrina had built over two decades? Why could she so easily take away everything that was supposed to belong to her?

Jealousy and resentment instantly washed away her rationality.

A psychotic idea flashed through her mind.

If only Sienna died...

If Sienna just disappeared in an accident...

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