All Chapters of The Lost Heiress's Glorious Return: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

LIAMWhen I stumbled through the front door and grabbed the wine out of the fridge, I was heading for the bedroom but changed my mind at the last minute and went to the pool instead, hoping the open air would give me the respite I desperately wanted.The day had taken a different direction from what I had envisioned, and I needed to sit with my emotions and think about my next steps. I made a mental note to call Arlene before going to bed—she hadn’t called to thank me for the flowers, which meant she hadn’t received them, and I had been too preoccupied to reach out.As I slid the door open, I heard water splashing in the distance. I glanced around for any indication someone was here, but all I could hear was the sound of someone swimming.I walked toward the pool to see who it was; there were few people who had access to my house and even fewer who would have the audacity to use my pool in my absence.I watched as the person stopped moving and brought their head out of the water. “Arl

MIRELA“Daisy,” I said as she picked up the phone. “Meet me at the event centre in thirty minutes. Don’t make me wait.”“Mom, the show doesn’t start in two hours. Why are we going there this early?”“So we’d be able to get a view of the area and make sure everything goes according to plan.”“Mom,” she began in an exasperated tone. “Don’t you ever get tired?”“Of what? Making sure the odds align in favour for your ungrateful ass? No. No, Daisy, I don’t get tired. Do you ever get tired of sitting around doing…”“The scheming, Mom. The plotting, the constant need to run things according to the schedule you’ve created and…”“It might take you a minute to get this into your head, Daisy, but I’ll say it anyway. Everything I do, I do so your future is guaranteed. I don’t know if you’ve gone soft, but you need to be two steps ahead of everybody else if you want to make any headway in life,” I interrupted as waves of anger coursed through my body.I was irritated by the perception Daisy had of

MIRELAI turned to Eric and nudged him slightly as the moderator finalized the bidding details with the people who had placed their bids, and the ushers passed glasses of champagne around.“The auction’s over, right?” I asked, and he started to say something, but his phone beeped.He reached into his pocket, grabbed it, stared at the screen for a few seconds, and shook his head. “We still have one more collection left,” he said, and I frowned.“We do? Whose?” I asked, and he glanced toward where Arlene was seated. “Oh, lovely,” I added and turned away.If I said anything else, I would’ve given away the irritation I felt toward her. She wasn’t supposed to be present at the auction; having a collection to present for bids was her own way of laughing in my face.I wasn’t sure how she found time between carrying around a pregnancy with an unknown paternity, having two men bicker over her, and everything else happening in her life.“I’m sure she cheated,” I muttered, clicking my tongue aga

ARLENEThe bid finally ended with Liam making the last offer and Cole conceding when he realized this was a war he wasn’t going to win unless he was willing to gamble with the idea of being bankrupt.The room erupted into cheers and loud applause when the bid was finalized, and I just sat there, shocked to my core.I would’ve never believed something like this would happen, and now that it was a reality, I was still having trouble coming to terms with it. The collection that I thought was hasty work and not a good representation of my expertise had become the pacesetter for how the next auctions would occur.Once the details of the bid were finalized, the auction was over, and guests began making their way out of the room. Everyone was talking excitedly, and I could tell that it wouldn’t be long before what transpired here would be mainstream news.Another part of being the heiress of a popular business enterprise was having to live with public scrutiny. Once this hit the news channel

ARLENEThe wind blew strands of my hair against my cheeks as I closed the door behind me. The silence outside was a comforting contrast to the turmoil brewing inside my soul.The victory of the auction seemed like a distant memory now, something that should have been the highlight of my day had turned into an afterthought. All I could think about was Sarah’s involvement in changing the course of my life.There were so many angles to focus on, but what I couldn’t get out of my mind was what would’ve happened if she hadn’t interfered with the progression of events as they unfolded.Would I still be with Cole, loathing each day until I found my way out of a union that was clearly the weapon fashioned against me? Or would things be different?As much as it didn’t make things any better to keep thinking about what could have been, I couldn’t help myself.I knew Sarah abhorred my existence, but what I had underestimated was just how much she despised me. Going to such lengths was the peak o