The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 409

Getting married just to be chained down by endless obligations and difficult in-laws sounds like a nightmare. Why live a more repressed life than when you were single? Being independent is vastly superior. She has her health, millions of dollars, and absolute freedom to jet off on a vacation whenever she pleases, entirely free from the stress that drives so many wives to an early grave. Thankfully, the Turner family is incredibly progressive. Her parents adore her and have completely ruled out forcing her into some strategic corporate marriage.

"I'm a professional dancer. What style do you want to see?" one of the escorts offers, stepping forward.

"I do close-up magic," another chimes in. "Or I can just make you laugh."

"I'm a master mixologist. Let me make you a custom cocktail," a third suggests smoothly.

Terrified of being dismissed, the gorgeous men fall over themselves to pitch their talents. A private room full of breathtaking, wildly wealthy women is the ultimate prize in their line of work.

Tara sighs, pressing her fingers to her temples as she shoots Bianca a withering look. Look at the absolute chaos you've created.

"Ha! Tara, you're terrifying them," Bianca laughs, leaning back in her seat. "Just relax and enjoy the view!"

"Seriously, live a little," Tricia adds with a smirk. "This is infinitely better than dealing with the garbage men in the Dennis family."

She won't just send this to Danny and the brothers; she is going to leak it to the media and Tara's rabid fanbase. The world will see Tara as a reckless, promiscuous hypocrite!

Tara has always acted so superior, exposing Jade's secrets and branding her as a toxic, scandal-ridden celebrity. Now, it is time for a taste of her own medicine. Jade is going to permanently brand her rival with the same label. Karma is a beautiful thing.

Heart pounding with dark anticipation, Jade rushes back to her own suite. She completely ignores her friends, abandoning her drink to obsessively tap at her phone. She forwards the video to Jake, Nikolai, and Alec first. Then she sends it directly to Deanna and Charles. Just to be absolutely sure no one misses it, she drops the file right into the main Dennis family group chat. Let the older generation see it too. She wants Kellen and the rest of the extended family to see exactly what kind of trash they've been worshipping.

Once the family is handled, Jade doesn't stop. She pulls some strings with a socialite friend to get Danny's private cell number and texts him the video directly. She is playing it smart this time—she uses a burner number and doesn't identify herself. It doesn't matter who sent it; the moment Danny hits play, he will lose his mind. If she revealed it was her, he might delete it out of pure spite without even watching. Why risk ruining the masterstroke? With her immediate circle nuked, Jade pulls up the contact for her favorite tabloid paparazzi.