Disgraced Heiress: Now They Want Me Back

Wade and I had grown up together in an orphanage before we were adopted by different families. He had been taken in by the wealthy Cafferty family. The couple who adopted me, however, had only wanted a free maid. I'd worked my hardest in school, earned a place at a prestigious university, and eventually landed a job at Cafferty Group after graduation. Back then, I'd been so naive. I genuinely believed that hard work could change everything. It was at Cafferty Group that I found the older brother I'd lost touch with years ago.The day our DNA test confirmed we were siblings, Wade pulled me into his arms and told me he'd finally found me. I cried, believing I'd finally found a family of my own. Later, I met Isaac, and we got engaged. For the first time, I thought all the hardship I'd endured was finally behind me. Then Renee Sablich came into our lives. She was the woman Wade had always cherished and the one Isaac could never forget.I discovered that she was stringing bo

Wade's hand froze midair, and the warmth in his expression vanished. "Olivia, are you still angry with me?" he asked, his voice turning cold. My heart skipped a beat. Fear took over, and I immediately lowered my head. "I'm sorry," I sputtered. "It's all my fault."Wade's voice sharpened. "Why won't you look at me when I'm talking to you?""I…" I opened my mouth, struggling to find the right words. "I didn't mean to," I finally said. "I just…"To put it simply, I was used to it. In the slums, any sudden movement toward me could mean danger. The shoves from drunkards, the slaps from factory supervisors, and the unwelcome hands that crept toward me, testing how far they could go…"I'm sorry, Wade." I looked up at him and forced a smile, though I knew it must've looked awful. "I'm just not used to this yet. It won't happen again."Wade stared at me, his gaze unreadable. "Wade, you're scaring Olivia," Renee said gently, speaking up at just the right moment. "She's only just c

In the end, I went back home with Wade. As much as I hated to admit it, I simply couldn't bring myself to give up a life of luxury. Isaac seemed to take my silence as consent and began making wedding arrangements with unwavering determination. He no longer asked for my opinion. Instead, he laid out invitation designs, venue photos, and menu options for me to look through, his eyes filled with cautious hope.Both he and Wade seemed desperate to fill some enormous void inside them, constantly finding new ways to make it up to me. Wade gave me a black card with no spending limit, calling it my allowance. Less than two days later, Isaac gave me another one, along with a note saying I could buy whatever I wanted.I accepted both cards with a grateful smile, pretending to be overwhelmed by their generosity.Then I began frequenting luxury boutiques. I picked out the latest handbags, the most expensive jewelry, and the rarest designer pieces, swiping my cards without the slightest

There was a time when this had been everything I'd ever dreamed of. The man I loved had gone to great lengths to prepare a one-of-a-kind surprise for me. He was proposing, promising to spend the rest of his life with me.But now, standing here, I felt nothing but an unsettling emptiness. Isaac thought he was making amends, atoning for his mistakes, and giving me the very best he could offer. What he didn't understand was that the Olivia standing before him no longer needed any of it.He was simply too late—five years too late. He'd waited until I was no longer the person I'd once been, until my love for him had completely faded. I stared at him in silence. The excitement and anticipation in his eyes gradually faded as my silence dragged on, replaced by growing unease and fear."Olivia?" he called softly, his voice tight with tension. I lowered my eyes, unable to bear his almost burning gaze. Then I held out my deformed left hand. Shock flashed across Isaac's eyes, but