The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 1: A hero never dies__but i am no hero

"Sigrid, it's best for you to accept your inevitable death, hand over the hidden files on my law firm and be on your way. I am not a bad man, i promise to give you a swift death."

These words came from the mouth of Sigrid's beloved fiance Elisha Latham that was pointing a gun at her with a look of determined ruthlessness in his eyes.

Standing next to him in a short red dress was her replacement__Nova Isolde, his new fiancee that had returned from Australia only two weeks ago.

Sigrid could not believe how she could have missed the obvious. She should have known that the coward and the bitch were exchanging body fluids intimately when she saw them giggling closely during coffee breaks like a catty pair of whores at work.

"Sigrid, you bitch, did you really think that Mr. Latham would really allow you to marry his son and become a partner? The name of the law firm is Latham and Isolde..he is Latham and I am Isolde. There is no room in there for a Piper Sigrid." Nova snidely laughed.

She moved towards Sigrid, her heels were dragging against the floor because she simply had not learned how to walk properly as a child.

Nova always walked as if she lacked energy. Sigrid was willing to bet that she was as unenthusiastic in bed, laying there like a lazy overly inflated blow up doll.

A sharp pain Sigrid's chest reminded her of her current critical health situation. She was injured from three gun shot wounds, two to her right arm and one to the left lower abdomen.

She could feel the life slipping from her and she was barely holding on, her death was close but she refused to accept it.

Her mind wandered for a second, this was the perfect moment for a heroic come back, the part in the movie where a miraculous rescue happens and the villains are defeated. A hero never dies, after all!

Unfortunately for her, this was no movie and she was no hero: she was just like these two bad eggs Elisha and Nova, a real life villain.

Sigrid had always known that her ending would not be good and she never held any ridiculous dreams of making it into heaven.

From the moment Mike Latham bought her from a human trafficker at the young age of ten, she had done nothing but bring misery to others especially as an adult. As a lawyer, she used the law to destroy so many innocent people. She had turned good into bad, white into black, it is only karmic justice that she too be destroyed in the end.

Of course, she never thought that her adoptive father and his son, her husband to be would be the ones to deliver that justice. That, she particularly found unfair.

She also didn't think that it would happen on the day of her engagement. she had prepared so excessively for this day, sparing no expense.

quarter a million dollar white dress on her

on was disheveled, she had no clue what had happened to the one million dollar ruby slippers she was wearing

bid her farewell. They were in an unfinished building, a tower two hundred meters tall and the next home of Latham and Isolde law firm. Even if she screamed for help, nobody was coming, Elisha had

sound of a concrete mixer, it had not stopped for

mixer. She would become a permanent part of the building. It was ironic that she had secretly and tirelessly built the excellent foundation of a tiny law firm into a gigantic one and now she was practically going

think that she was sold the dream of love

had she let them get the better of her? They even knew that she had secretly kept a record of all the dirty things Latham and Isolde had engaged in as a safety

she was the predator but as it turned out, out there was an even greater predator that pretended to be a sheep and lulled her into

air grew colder, to her dying body it felt almost like winter. she wanted to complain about

about a loved one that would miss her after her death but her mind was blank, an abyss of darkness. There was no one that would miss Piper Sigrid, not even the pomerian which she had raised for two years. She saved it after it's former owner put it in a plastic bag and dumped it

was sure Mrs. Dalton would

owner. You should have known what happens to dogs that are not loyal. They are

her knees for a moment and finally on her back. At this point, it

a blade in her hands and a wicked look in her eyes.

a second, she always knew there was something off about

"Shit!" she coughed up.

to come. As strong willed as she was, she did not wish to die at the hands of Nova Isolde. There would be

she disliked and the law firm covered it up. Sigrid had handled the pay offs

of protecting a

Sigrid could see his silhouette through her not so clear gaze. Him, she could deal with because he

give you the files if i can choose my death."

make it easy on all of us?" he

not dead yet."

the building. She would not go into the concrete, she

was unwilling to let Nova and Elisha

between the eyes. If you want those files, you

how long she had left but the puddle of blood slowly forming beneath her body told her that she was bleeding

get the files, so he lifted her up with a major look