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Stolen Gold, Live Humiliation: Exposing the Fake Heiress
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I’m painfully shy, so the only kind of relationship I ever dared have was an online one. The day I was brought back to my wealthy birth family, the fake heiress burst into tears and said she wanted to give my engagement back. I waved both hands immediately. “No, no. I already have a boyfriend.” The second I said it, lines of text suddenly floated in front of my eyes: [LOL, the evil supporting character is rejecting it so fast now, but just wait—once she sees the male lead, she’ll regret it.] [The male lead only loves the fake heiress. She’s going to use their chat logs to cling to him and make a scene.] [In the end, the heroine gets driven into depression and slits her wrist. The male lead hates her so much he has her beaten, crippled, and locked away in a psychiatric hospital.] What a joke. I’m so socially anxious I can barely talk to strangers. Why would I ever chase after some random man? Then footsteps sounded outside the door. The fake heiress ran over with red-rimmed eyes. “Ethan, this is my sister—your original fiancée.” I turned around and came face-to-face with someone I knew all too well. It was Ethan Pierce, the man I’d been in an online relationship with for six years.
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“Ethan.”“Yeah.”“I’m never getting married.”“Yeah.”“And especially not to you.”He closed his hand around the ring and smiled a little. His eyes were damp, but he didn’t cry.“I figured.”Then he stepped back and cleared the way.“Go on. Be safe.”I walked past him, and my steps felt much lighter than I’d expected.The wind blew my hair across my face, and I lifted a hand to brush it away.By the time I was far down the street, I still hadn’t looked back.But I knew he was standing there.And I never heard footsteps following me.Back at my apartment, I stood on the balcony and let the wind hit my face.The lights on the tower came on layer by layer.My phone buzzed. It was a message from Summer.[What do you want to eat tomorrow? I’ll bring something.]I replied:[Anything’s fine.]The Paris night wind slipped down the collar of my coat, and I pulled it tighter around myself.The tip of the tower gleamed against the dark blue sky like a fallen star.Leaning against the railing, I t
Stolen Gold, Live Humiliation: Exposing the Fake Heiress Chapter 10
Summer and Ivy were seated one row behind me, gripping each other’s hands so tightly they looked even more nervous than I was.Onstage, the presenter said a long string of words in Swedish.I didn’t understand most of it.But I heard my name.When I stood, the hem of my gown brushed against the chair. I took a deep breath. My palms were slick with sweat.The walk to the stage felt endless.The camera flashes were so bright I could barely keep my eyes open.I stopped in front of the microphone.The room quieted.Hundreds of eyes were on me.My social anxiety had never really gone away.My heart was pounding so hard it made my chest ache.But I spoke anyway.“This book is called Darkwater.”My voice carried through the microphone with the slightest tremor.“It means a river flowing quietly underground. You can’t see it, but it never stops moving.”The hall stayed silent.“When I wrote it, I had no family and no one beside me. Just a computer.”No one moved.“I want to say this to everyon
Stolen Gold, Live Humiliation: Exposing the Fake Heiress Chapter 9
The official Nobel Prize in Literature longlist had been released.Darkwater was on it.I stared at the English text on the screen for a long time.The library was quiet, filled only with the soft rustle of turning pages and the low hum of a copier somewhere in the distance.I stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows.Outside, Paris was blanketed in gray. The clouds hung heavy, but light still managed to break through.I thought of that dawn three years ago.The kitchen in my rental apartment had been leaking, dripping all night long. I’d been huddled in a chair in my winter coat, typing out the words Chapter One one character at a time.Ethan had messaged me on Whatsapp and told me he wanted to be the first person to read it when it was done.The corner of my mouth lifted.I didn’t let myself cry.My phone buzzed.Summer had sent over twenty screaming emojis, with one message buried in the middle:[DO YOU FREAKING SEE THIS]I replied:[Yeah.]She immediately called. The sec
Stolen Gold, Live Humiliation: Exposing the Fake Heiress Chapter 8
“Nina, I—”“Go home.”I stepped around him and headed for the building entrance.As I passed him, I paused for a second.“Ethan, you never loved me. You loved Midnight Lantern—the version of me on the other side of a screen, the one who could make you laugh. The one who built you dreams at a keyboard.“You couldn’t even be bothered to really see what I was like in real life.”I didn’t wait for his answer. I swiped my key card and went inside.As the door shut behind me, I heard a quiet “I’m sorry” from outside.I went upstairs and looked out the window once.Ethan was still standing under that plane tree, head lowered, shoulders slightly slumped.I pulled the curtains closed.7He came back the next day.This time with a bouquet of red roses, left on the ground outside the building.I saw them when I went downstairs.I walked right past.On the third day, it was white roses, with a card that said "I’m sorry."I bent down, picked up the card, folded it in half, then folded it again and
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