Call Me Fake Heiress? Now I Bought My Ex's Company のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Mirena Sterling had always dreamed of the spotlight—of loving and being loved in return.But she never imagined the universe would grant that dream in such a cruel way.Now, standing at the center of what should have been her birthday celebration, Mirena felt the world tilt. Reporters swarmed, thrusting microphones and recorders toward her from every direction."Mrs. Ashton, is it true you're not the Sterlings' real daughter?""Did you steal Camille Sterling's life all these years?""Did you deceive George Ashton into marrying you by pretending to be the Sterling heiress?"Questions hammered at her from all sides. Mirena parted her lips, but the words stuck in her throat, choked by confusion and disbelief.Not their real daughter? Stolen someone else's life?Her mind spun. With trembling fingers, she reached for her phone, tucked into the small of her back. She had to know what was happening—had to hear the truth from her parents.But as she pressed the phone to her ear, her composure

Mirena woke to a dull throbbing in her temples. She blinked slowly, her vision hazy as she scanned the unfamiliar room.As her surroundings sharpened into focus—the elegant furnishings, the subtle scent of sandalwood, and something distinctly masculine—she bolted upright.This wasn't her room. Nor any place she recognized.Before she could gather her thoughts, the sound of running water cut off. The bathroom door swung open.Out stepped Alexander, wearing nothing but a loosely tied robe, water still glistening along the lines of his chest.For a moment, Mirena froze. Then, the memories of the previous day washed over her—the humiliation, the rain, his voice.She was about to curse herself for showing such weakness in front of the one man who least deserved to see it, when instinct took over. Her eyes darted across the sheets, checking her clothes, searching for any sign she'd been touched.Finding herself fully dressed, she released a quiet breath.A low, knowing chuckle cut through t

An hour after the phone call Mirena had with Ada, she stood by a yacht dock, staring up at a super yacht.Her eyes scanned the structure with mild awe and thick nostalgia.She'd almost forgotten what luxury truly felt like. After getting married to George and becoming a doormat for the Sterling family, she'd lived a middle-class life.Despite all the wealth the Sterling family possessed, she wasn't given luxurious treatment. And as for George? He also allowed his sister to issue funds to her.And well, we can all guess how that went!Thank Goodness that chapter was finally over."Rena!" Ada's familiar voice pulled Mirena out of her thoughts.A smile kissed her lips as she watched her best friend rush down the dock—black bob hair going wild in the wind.When she finally got close enough, she threw herself into Mirena's arms, offering a bone-crushing hug.Mirena let out a soft grunt, then a laugh, returning the embrace without restraint. In Ada's arms, she felt something she hadn't in y

Mirena stepped into the casino on the lower deck, and the air shifted.As she walked in, several heads turned to watch her, whispers filling the air. Like usual, Mirena ignored everyone of them, slipping into an unoccupied seat, Ada and Logan by her side.Heads turned. Whispers bloomed and faded in her wake. She paid them no mind, sliding gracefully into an empty seat with Ada and Logan flanking her like loyal guardians.Seconds later, a familiar voice cut through the murmur.`"Well, well." Ryan approached, a wide, boyish grin spreading across his face as if his favorite prize had just dropped into his lap. "Rena… it really is you. You're back. For good this time?""For good, Ryan," she confirmed, her gaze already sweeping the table she'd chosen. A slight, amused frown touched her lips. The setup was unfamiliar—a hybrid of chessboard and card deck, elegant and intricate.Noticing her curiosity, Ryan leaned against the table, ignoring the lingering stares from the surrounding players.

"Need to talk?" Mirena's lips curled into a cold smile. Where was this urgency when they were publicly declaring Camille their true daughter?They hadn't given her any warning, any chance to explain—just humiliated her, branded her a scheming impostor, and cast her out in front of everyone.What could they possibly have to say now?Her finger hovered over the block button, but before she could act, Logan's call cut through."The paperwork you requested is handled. Our lawyers have filed it—effective tomorrow at noon."A genuine smile finally touched Mirena's lips. Finally, some good news."Thank you, Logan. Without you and Ada, my return wouldn't have been this smooth."His low chuckle resonated through the phone—charming, confident. "You know I don't work for free, even for a friend. You owe me dinner, Mirena.""Of course. We'll bring Ada along—" she offered brightly."No. Just you and me, Mirena." His tone carried a subtle shift—something warmer, more intentional. Before she could p