Billionaire Heiress by default

Olivia’s POV:I was stunned. No, shocked to the core when an expensive looking man waited for me in the private visitor’s lounge in Bedford Women’s Correctional.“Hello, Olivia.” His teeth were pearly white I swear they could’ve blinded me.“Hi…I think you have the wrong Olivia…”He chuckled. “No, I have the right Olivia. You’re Olivia Charleston, right?”Damn, even his laughter sounded costly. Who is this man? I felt like a lump was blocking my throat so I nodded like a sea lion. With my orange outfit, I might pass as one. He motioned me to take the seat adjacent to his and sat down.“My name is Harvey Brown. I’m Meredith’s lawyer and executioner.” He extended his hand and I took it but very gingerly. “I heard you’re a free woman tomorrow.”“Meredith? She’s alive?” I realize that it was an inappropriate question and ignored everything he just said. “I am so sorry…it’s just that…the last time I saw her…she was being wheeled to an ambulance. They said it’s heart attack. I…I haven’t hea

Brandon’s POV:I am Aunt Meredith’s only family and I have high hopes for myself. My Aunt is a complicated person. She married three times and her wealth came from all the marriages that did not give her any children. To this day, she’s Meredith Walton. Her last marriage was lucrative.She was a Pembroke and wealthy in her own right before she married all the ridiculously wealthy men. Until this day, I had no idea how a woman who doesn't have an active social life managed to ensnare three of America's wealthiest. Aunt Meredith's conviction wasn't even disclosed to the public eye. Because she's freakishly wealthy and had connections everywhere---people assumed she was just chilling in one of her many properties in the tropics when, in fact, she was serving time in Bedford Women's Correctional.Her life was pretty scandalous too. But that’s beside the point. My main concern here is who takes over all her assets. Harvey Brown’s secretary smiled at me when I walked into his elegant office

Olivia’s POV:How I’ve waited for this moment!If not for their cold-heartedness, I might have been drained dry by them and eventually discarded. Their cruelty pushed me to become self-reliant.“Liv,” Miles’ energy shifted. She was now approaching me with her fake smile. “I-if this hotel is yours, why didn't you tell us earlier? Look at the misunderstanding we had just now. If you had told us you were the CEO, we could have happily celebrated your nephew’s celebration together.”Paul nodded repeatedly, as usual. “That’s true, Liv. You kept this a secret too well. Come on, let’s just have a nice family gathering today. You don't know how much we've missed you these past six months. Right, mom and dad?”I raised a brow. “Really? I remember you calling me names, you called me poor, and insisted on kicking me out. Before I forget, who slapped me and called security to throw me out? Oh. It was you. Dearest brother, your way of expressing your longing is certainly unique, isn't it? Damn, yo

Olivia's POV:Hmm, what do they say about time? Oh, yeah. Time flies so fast when you’re having fun. But I wasn’t having fun. I was picking up the pieces of my life and starting all over again. I can’t say I’m not happy with I’m seeing. The year hasn’t ended but I’ve managed to turn the tides on my favor.Before I know it, the end of the year arrived. It was a time for families to reunite. The hotel was swamped with families wanting to make their holidays more memorable. Pricey but memorable. People these days prefer to spend money on experience than on material things that would later end up stacked on the garage or tucked away in the drawer never to be remembered again unless they do spring cleaning which was never in most cases.Either way, it’s good for business. I was busy. I like busy. Busy is good.It was Christmas Eve, I received a call from an unknown number.As soon as I answered, my mother’s familiar voice came through. “Honey, we've realized our mistakes. We've wronged you

Olivia’s POV:At Bedford woman’s penitentiary.It felt odd. So odd to be here. I was at the visiting lounge waiting for someone I would never thought visiting but here I am. Harvey insisted on coming with me but I declined his offer. This was more personal and needed a personal touch.He did not trust me and my judgement after what happened on Christmas eve. Harvey was more logical while I was more of the ‘poetic justice’ girl who thought it was nice way to end the year. Harvey was not happy but could not do anything but to take care of the paperwork. In fact, he bombarded me this morning alone with text messages stating why he should be present with me there.Of course, I had to politely decline and tell him I got this covered.The heavy metal door opened and a prison officer walked in, Miles behind her. When she saw me, her expressionless face quickly turned into a full-blown maniac with too much hate and anger to spare.“YOU! What are you doing here!” She lunged at me but was immed