Lost Heiress of the Belfort Brothers

Yvonne's POV“Hey, Adrian.” I called out, my voice lighter than the breeze that rushed past the schoolyard. I couldn’t hide the grin stretching across my face when I spotted the only guy I’d been crushing on since kindergarten. My heart always betrayed me when it came to him as it beat faster, almost like it wanted to leap out of my chest and throw itself at him. Finally, he’d said the words I’d been dying to hear: I’d be his girlfriend. And not just in secret, either. He promised he’d tell everyone at the homecoming event coming up in a few weeks.My fingers tightened around the shopping bag in my hand. Inside was the dress my mom bought for me, and I couldn’t wait to show it off. At least today I had a reason to feel proud. Not just about the dress but about being seen with Adrian, the boy everyone else wanted.“Yvonne.” The way he called my name the moment his eyes met mine—it sent a jolt through me. I swear he put something extra into it, some kind of warmth. Or maybe I was just h

Yvonne's POVTricia smirked, and then, for the first time, her face flickered. “Oh, look. The cleaner’s here,” she sneered. “What are you going to do? Call security?”My mom’s face tightened, but she didn’t lose control.And just immediately, the student paparazzi didn’t even think to stop like I had thought they had behaved themselves. They just kept snapping pictures like it was the funniest thing they’d seen all week.“Oh look,” one of them laughed, “the cleaner’s come to clean up the trash.”My stomach dropped. I could take all their insults, I’d been taking them for years, but the moment they dragged my mum into it, something in me snapped. I stepped closer, putting myself between her and their cameras. “Don’t talk to my mum like that!” My voice cracked, but I didn’t care. She didn’t deserve this.Before I could even breathe, Adrian walked forward. The smirk on his face made my skin crawl. Then—like it was nothing—he shoved my mum down from her wheelchair. The gasp that left my t

Yvonne's POVAs soon as we got to the gymnasium, the noise inside could’ve shaken the ceiling. Everyone was already seated, whispering, buzzing, bouncing on their chairs like we were about to witness the arrival of actual royalty. The principal tapped her mic, clearing her throat until the place quieted down a little. Then she smiled wide, like she had the juiciest news of the decade.“Students,” she began, her voice echoing across the gym, “please join me in welcoming Gentle, Jack, and Bobby Belfort, heirs to the Belfort fortune, who have generously donated a brand-new wing to this high school.”The principal clapped like she’d just announced world peace, and the whole place erupted in applause. Some kids whistled, some stomped their feet. A girl behind me squealed so loud I thought she might faint.“Yes, amazing, right?” the principal beamed, soaking in the cheers. “And that’s not all. They have gifted each of you with a brand-new iPad.”Gasps and shouts broke out everywhere. Teache

Yvonne’s POV“Yes, I have had the bracelet for 15 years now. It’s the only thing I have left from my biological family.” My voice came out steady, though my palms were clammy.The gym fell into a silence that felt heavy enough to crush me. I knew every pair of eyes was locked on me, waiting and weighing my words like they had the power to decide my whole life.Tricia, of course, wasn’t going to let that moment belong to me. She tilted her head, mimicked my tone, and twisted her lips into an ugly smirk. “Ohhh,” she dragged it out in mockery, “you really don’t know when to quit, you silly bitch. I only took my bracelet back from you a few minutes ago after you stole it from me.”Laughter broke out across the bleachers. My classmates, who never wasted a chance to laugh at me, cackled as if Tricia had just delivered the best joke of the year. Some even clapped in the course of that.Heat rose to my face at once, but I forced myself to look at her directly. “The bracelet has always been mi

Gentle’s POV“Stop!” I snapped, stopping the security men from dragging the girl, Yvonne, away. She didn’t deserve to be expelled, and her mum didn’t deserve to lose her job because of all of these. I knew that they had taken this to another level or let's say it the edge but I hated humiliation, and I wouldn’t stand for it.Although, somehow, I felt that our sister was in here and obviously one of them . I had felt it the moment we stepped out of the car even before we stepped inside this space. From the first second, something in the air told me we were close. My brothers and I had seen our share of fakes in the last years of searching, so we came cautious. We’d been working with a locator contact—someone who tracked the bracelet’s signal and he’d confirmed it had shown movement inside Pacesetter School. That lead brought us here. We didn’t mind transferring to finish the session with our sister before we took her back to the best schools we had attended. That is why we came with bo