All Chapters of THE HEIRESS THEY THREW AWAY: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Ah! It’s Gabriel Rowes! How handsome! He’s a hundred times more handsome than the rumours!”Some of the cast, especially the women, had already started exclaiming in surprise upon spotting the new arrival.“He must be here to escort Vanessa! I’m so envious of her, her acting career is going so well, her family background is so good and her boyfriend is so handsome! She really is a winner in life!”“This kind of person has already won on the starting line. We don’t even have the right to envy her!”Isabella held onto the wall, somewhat stupidly looking at the man who was walking towards Vanessa step by step.The Rowes family had been doing quite well these few years. Gabriel Rowes’ social status had risen accordingly. Isabella could no longer see the youth of the past in him.That sickly youth who had been living in the countryside to recuperate from a lung disease, the Gabriel who had read stories to her warmly, had already died in the passing of time…“Babyy, why are you here? there

It was the first day of filming at the studios on the outskirts of the capital.The first scene was a gala dinner at a prestigious cultural center, where Ambassador Bertram and several foreign delegates were being welcomed. Prince Harry Berstmoth and his partner, Glinda Clifford, were expected to navigate the evening’s delicate conversations with charm and sharp wit, representing their family with poise.As the actress playing Devan, Isabella’s role wasn’t as demanding. She wasn’t required to speak or negotiate. Her job was simple: captivate, command attention, and make every eye in the room follow her subtle gestures.Even so, the outfit she had to wear tested her endurance. Layers of designer fabric clung to her in all the wrong ways, and the ornate jewelry draped across her shoulders and hair felt like a few extra kilograms pressing her down. High heels that were more weapon than footwear forced her to balance carefully with every step.Yet the moment Isabella stepped onto the set,

Later that evening, the lights in the living room of Alex’s villa were dim.Saviee sat on the carpet by the coffee table, quietly stacking small wooden blocks into an unsteady tower.Across from him, Alex leaned back on the sofa, his laptop resting on his knees as he finished reviewing a contract.His phone buzzed softly on the table.He ignored it at first.But the notifications kept coming.One after another.Alex finally picked up the phone and glanced at the screen.A trending entertainment headline immediately caught his attention.“Rookie Actress Isabella Surrounded by Three Mysterious Admirers — Flowers, Diamond, and Handmade Drinks!”His brows furrowed slightly.He tapped the article.The report was filled with blurry photos taken secretly on set.One picture showed a staff member carrying a bouquet of roses.Another showed the velvet box containing the diamond necklace.The final photo showed three small glass bottles of fruit juice neatly arranged on a tray.The article read

Isabella slipped away quietly and hurried into a washroom tucked behind the terminal.She locked herself inside a cubicle, dropped her bag, and unzipped a large black duffel.Inside was a full set of tools.Without hesitation, she began.Foundation layered over her skin, dulling its natural glow. Shadows carved depth into her features. Wrinkles appeared one by one under her steady hands, fine at first, then deeper. She added faint age spots, adjusted her brows, and even altered the contour of her jaw.Every movement was precise.Every detail is intentional.When she was done, she slowly straightened, then deliberately bent her back slightly, testing the posture.By the time she stepped out—There was no trace of Isabella left.Only a frail, white-haired elderly woman, leaning lightly on a cane.Her phone buzzed.She pulled it out and glanced at the message.Darkknight24: Woman! I’m giving you five minutes to appear in front of me, or I’m announcing our relationship!“Damn it…”She che

Morning came far too quickly.Sunlight slipped through the curtains in thin, stubborn lines, stretching across the living room as if determined to expose the chaos of the night before.The television was still on.The game—paused.Controllers—abandoned.Snack wrappers—everywhere.And right in the middle of it all—Two bodies, completely knocked out.Jason was sprawled across the carpet, one arm flung over his face, the other still loosely gripping a controller as if his life depended on it. His blond hair was a complete mess, and his shirt had ridden up slightly, leaving him looking nothing like the polished superstar from the day before.On the couch, Isabella was curled up in an awkward position, one leg hanging off the edge, her head tilted at an angle that definitely couldn’t be comfortable. A blanket—probably dragged over sometime in the night—barely covered her.Silence.Peaceful.Then—Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.Isabella’s phone vibrated insistently on the table.No response.Buzz. Buzz