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.

dollar white dress on her body was now soaked

thousand dollars on was disheveled, she had no clue what had happened to the one million dollar ruby slippers she was wearing earlier in the evening. They had been lost during the pursuit

hundred meters tall and the next home of Latham and Isolde law

she could hear the sound of a concrete mixer, it had not stopped for

death, her body would going into the 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

laughed, a dry joyless sound came from deep within her. To think that she was sold the dream of love

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

it turned out, out there was an even greater predator that pretended to be

almost like winter. she wanted

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

preferred Sigrid's old neighbor to her. She was sure Mrs. Dalton would take it in permanently

which was unlike her. "You are just a dog that Mr. Latham raised but you dared to bite your owner. You should have known what happens to dogs that are not loyal. They are put down, shot or stabbed and sometimes they

she fell to her knees for a moment and finally on her back. At this point, it was only sheer

and a wicked look in her eyes. She looked extremely comfortable with it, a

filled Sigrid for a second, she always knew there was something

"Shit!" she coughed up.

run down her spine as she imagined what was to come. As strong willed as she was, she did not wish to die at the hands of Nova Isolde. There would be nothing swift about it, she

to three women that she disliked and the law firm covered it up. Sigrid had handled the pay offs to the

the consequences of protecting a bad

she could deal with because he was dumber but much more rational

files if i can choose my death." she

are already dying anyway why not make it easy on all of us?" he

am not dead yet." she

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

and

want to look at the moon before you shoot me in the head, right between the eyes. If you want those files,

so she could not tell how long she had left but the puddle of blood slowly forming beneath her body told her that she was bleeding

so he lifted her up with a