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. | am not a bad man, i promise to give you a swift death."

These words cfrom 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 beca

partner? The nof the law firm is Latham and Isolde..he is Latham and | 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 cback, 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.

The quarter a million dollar white dress on her body was now soaked blood red in different parts.

The hair she had spent ten 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 when

she tried to escape.

It was dark outside, not even the stars had cout tonight to bid her farewell. They were in an unfinished

building, a tower two hundred meters tall and the next hof Latham and Isolde law firm. Even if she

screamed for help, nobody was coming, Elisha had chosen the perfect place to end her life.

From below, she could hear the sound of a concrete mixer, it had not stopped for a single second since she was

tricked into coming to the building.

Sigrid knew what was going to happen after her 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 into a gigantic one and now she was practically going to becpart of the building's

foundation.

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

happy ever after by Elisha and his father!

She was Piper Sigrid, she calculated every move and was always ten steps ahead of everyone. How 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 net.

She thought 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 a trap.

The night air grew colder, to her dying body it felt almost like winter. she wanted to complain about the cold but

to whom would she complain?

She tried to think 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 in a garbage bin.

The darn ungrateful thing however preferred Sigrid's old neighbor to her. She was sure Mrs. Dalton would take it

in permanently after hearing of her death.

"Bitch," Nova suddenly rushed, 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 are even skinned and roasted."

She shoved Sigrid in the shoulder and she fell to her knees for a moment and finally on her back. At this point, it

was only sheer stubbornness and a strong will that was keeping her going.

Nova stood over Sigrid, with a blade in her hands and a wicked look in her eyes. She looked extremely

comfortable with it, a little too pleased with herself.

Dread filled Sigrid for a second, she always knew there was something off about Nova.

"Shit!" she coughed up.

A shudder 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 would probably pluck my eyes out

and skin her slowly.

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

offs to the families and did all the dirty work to cover up the mess so she was familiar with Nova's work.

These were the consequences of protecting a bad person and doing bad things.

Elisha joined Nova, Sigrid could see his silhouette through her not so clear gaze. Him, she could deal with

because he was dumber but much more rational than his psycho girlfriend.

"I will give you the files if i can choose my death." she lied.

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

"But i am not dead yet." she countered.

All she wanted to do was ensure that she did not beca part of the building. She would not go into the

concrete, she refused. Maybe__just maybe if her body was found, her murder would be solved.

She was unwilling to let Nova and Elisha have a happy ever after.

"I want to look at the moon before you shootin the head, right between the eyes. If you want those files, you

should hurry. I don't have more than thirty minutes, tops." She said.

She was no doctor, 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 out.

Elisha was in a hurry to get the files, so he lifted her up with a major look of disgust on his face.

"That window," Sigrid nudged towards the only window that was facing a busy street.

Elisha was not much of a thinker, he just did as she requested and Nova followed.

"| get to shoot her Eli." she said.

"Whatever you want doll, you can consider it another engagement present fromto you." Elisha laughed.

By the window, Sigrid craned her neck from side to side.

"I can't see it, puton the ledge." She said.

Elisha lifted her up and put her in a sitting position but he firmly held onto her waist. He did not trust her, it was

good, she wouldn't trust herself either.

Sigrid smiled and looked up at the half moon in the dark sky, it's crescent shape glowed with a sift silvery light. It

was such a shthat i was dying, she could not appreciate it.

"Your last moon, it's not even a full one." Nova mocked.

Sigrid did not respond to her, instead she scratched Elisha's right hand with the fractured glass from the watch

on her wrist. The surprise caused him to wince and pull back his hands.

He gave her a slight nudge forward

and her already weak body went

falling down. The streéthelow had

SEES and a few parked cars.

She could hear the screams even

before her body touched the ground.

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Sigrid was going to die but she was smiling, in the end, she had won.

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"To think that i did not need to collide with this one with my truck." He put the sandwich aside and got to work,

there was delivery to make.