Abandoned Heiress Novels & Stories

"I only came to see what you look like after so many years. So save yourself the stress and stop dreaming of leaving here. No one will help you; we are always one step ahead.'' My heart sank in my chest, and dread surged through me instantly. I swallowed hard and stared at her in disbelief. I needed no one to tell me that she's my stepmother's clique. And she wasn't here to save me but to humiliate me just the way my stepmother and her son usually do. I bit my lips bitterly as tears slid down my cheeks. Suddenly, memories began to flash into my mind. Some years ago, I can't recall how long since I've lost count of time but I remember being a vibrant and happy girl. Laughter used to come easi

It was shocking. Someone hurriedly asked, "May I ask what the reason is for disowning them?" Everyone wanted to know the reason. If Leah revealed it, it would surely make headlines. However, Leah had no intention of answering. Instead, she held Jade's hand tightly and announced to the media, "Jade is my only granddaughter." This move dropped everyone's jaws. An adopted child had become the Severin heiress. The reporters were all buzzing with discussions, speculating about the reasons behind it. Leah had made up her mind not to speak, though, leaving them puzzled.

Theo is already standing now, his hand on Heather's elbow as though comforting her. The sight was painful. I loved him. I loved him with all I have. I left my life for him. Although, it wasn't his fault that I abandoned my identity. It was all me. And I am so stupid for doing it. I felt so stupid for loving him. It's funny to think that I used to envision my future with him. I used to envision where would we live if ever we're going to live together. I would have been happy in a small house. It doesn't really matter as long as I am with him. We would live somewhere far, somewhere where my father couldn't reach me. I would bear his kids and take care of our little house. Everything was so per

She was overwhelmed by the culture of a powerful firm. Dominic did not argue emotionally. He played three recordings. In the first, Clara said, "People like her, hiding behind family background, should have been cleared out a long time ago." In the second, she demanded that I hand over the client list and membership card. Her tone was not confused or frightened. It was hungry. In the third, she spoke to the gossip account before her live stream. "The headline needs to be brutal. Say mafia heiress retaliates against whistleblower. Once the traffic goes up, she will be scared."

Walter advise her. She glared at him. Hydra won't listen to him even he said what will happen if the power is not used properly. "I am now your queen, Walter. My mom is just a part of my hell memories. She killed herself without even thinking about me! She's a selfish one and I hated her!" After that Hydra told him to left. Her decision is fixed. At her young age, she called her legions and come with them to assassinated every small town near them by taking the Heart of Magic with her.

I wanted to call out for help, but a part of me suspected I might be kidnapped, and alerting whoever was holding me might not be the best idea. I slipped on my slippers and stood up, feeling a bit dizzy. My head throbbed, but I managed to move forward. I gripped my hairpin tightly, using it as a makeshift defense. As I stepped out of the room, I took in the grandeur of the mansion. It was huge, even bigger than mine, and beautifully decorated. The walls were painted white, and the hallway was adorned with various art pieces. The opulence suggested that my kidnapper was wealthy, which made me wonder what their motives were because it was clear that they don't need money from me.

"And his date, who is she? She's absolutely gorgeous. It's like she stepped out of a fairy tale, a mix of queen and princess!" "Is she the next big thing, groomed by some entertainment tycoon, debuting at Victoria Garden House today? Just imagine, rubbing shoulders with the elite here could pave her way to stardom, as long as she steers clear of any bad deals." "Could be! However, what if she's the elusive Ms. Foster?" "No chance! Ms. Foster, the heiress of the Foster dynasty, wouldn't fly under the radar. Just look at her, clinging to Mr. James Foster like she's his shadow..."

After Channing heard this, his expression changed, and his hand suddenly loosened. Seeing the change on his face, Sydney secretly thought to herself how close it was. Fortunately, Gordon had told her that the real heiress had been in a car accident and had disappeared afterward. The real heiress might have been disabled or braindead after being involved in something so terrible. It was even possible that wild beasts had dragged her away and feasted on her. In short, the real heiress would never appear again. Sydney only needed to play the role well…

Alone" he added. I agreed, guiding him to the cafeteria. … The cafeteria fell silent the moment we entered. "Is that Hayden Hayes?" “Yeah, it's him!" "So the rumors are true?" "Yeah, and that girl is apparently the heiress of the Moretti corporation, or at least supposed to be." "What do you mean?" "I heard she was disowned, probably the reason why she seduced the heir of the Hayes family." "Tsk, so she's nothing but a commoner then." I clenched my jaw as the whispers grew louder. Hayden, noticing my discomfort, wrapped a protective arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

“My name is Abigail Fagh. Daughter of Isabel and Richmond Fagh. The granddaughter of Maudrand Fagh the sixteenth and the heir to the golden throne.” She said calmly while looking at Vera with a straight face. Her eyes were a giveaway her real feelings. Abigail was anxious.