Abandoned Heiress Novels & Stories

I was standing on the front steps of a mansion that probably cost more than most people would earn in several lifetimes, and I looked like I'd been dragged in from the street. Because I had been dragged in from the street. I straightened my back anyway. Damien stepped ahead of us. He stood in front of the two rows of staff and didn't raise his voice, because he didn't need to. "This is Lena Morrison." He said it evenly, clearly, the kind of delivery that leaves no room for ambiguity. "Our sister. The heiress of this family." He paused, just a beat, just long enough for it to land. "You will treat her accordingly. Anyone who shows her disrespect answers to me personally."

, she narrated Imelda sat more closer to her, she couldn't keep her eyes off her " There's this friend of mine that lost her child years ago, and you what…. you're some months older than the baby. She lost the baby at three months and now is still worried to get the child back. That child is the Heiress of the most famous and wealthiest family in this country which is them…. since they couldn't find the child to take over the family's wealth, I want to take you to them as their child so you can get entangled with the wealths. And before they notice what's going on, we've taken everything from them…….", Candi explained to her hearing

He didn't look homeless, and one can tell from one glance that he is well-read. The truth is I was not finding any of his questions funny as I felt miserable and pained from all the embarrassment I had earlier encountered. I pulled down my shirt for him to see out of annoyance. “Here it is sir, it is a fucking birthmark and I hate it, I will gladly give you if you want it," I said in frustration. “I'm so sorry to bother you my lady, but I happen to come from London, and this mark of yours is a mark that is mostly associated with the royal family, I think if that mark is real, that you may be a princess,” he said, looking surprised at his own words.

“Ryan, I” “Oh, you didn’t hear?” another voice cut in. Livia. Elara’s expression immediately hardened. Her stepsister walked toward them slowly, her heels clicking softly, her face glowing with amusement. “Hear what?” Ryan asked, glancing between them. Livia let out a soft laugh. “That she’s not the heiress,” she said simply. Silence. Ryan blinked. “What?” Elara felt her stomach drop. “Livia, stop” she tried to say.

He truly intended to ignore her for a good while and just sat back in his armchair. "Interesting, both friends hiding things. One is a hired assassin, making a lot of money but living an ordinary life. The other is an almost trillionaire heiress pretending to be poor. What other secrets does she have? Zany Bay seems to be helping, I don't doubt that." In her room, Elizabeth was surprised when she saw Gaby arrive. She could hardly believe she could receive a visitor, but Richard had been clear; she just couldn't leave the mansion, yet she was on the verge of a breakdown in her room as she told Gaby everything she had discovered.

And besides, it would be a little hypocritical of her to refuse him now on the basis of his wealth, when she had just unearthed laws making herself one of the youngest female CEO billionaires in history. Pot and kettle and all that. Feeling like her thoughts had been gathered, Abigail headed back to the house. But she decided to make a pit stop. She now knew that the uncultivated lands she had been so casually strolling on for months did not, in fact, belong to her father and were not part of his estate. But, Abigail supposed, no one had arrested her yet. So, she might as well take one last walk there. She was walking for a few minutes, when she heard a familiar voice.

He sadly put it and forced himself not to let a cry out. The only next heiress to the throne disowned her own family to marry a cheap man at the expense of her identity. Yvonne Harvey was the next heiress to the throne of the Harland kingdom located in Scotland. Because of some personal reasons, she threw away her crown on her coronation day and since then, no one could access her location. “I don't understand you at all! You are saying my mother is the lost Queen of Harland kingdom? Those are lies! Her last name isn't Harvey! Get the shit off my line this instance!” She spat out while threatening to reach for the police line.

Meanwhile, Abby bit her lip, lowering her gaze to hide the hatred in her eyes. Why? Why did Grandpa wait until now to say this? Did he ever consider her situation? Zane was too caught up in his thoughts to notice. This sudden revelation was overwhelming. But Abby? She was only thinking one thing—Who exactly is the real Cromwell heiress? And if she’s coming back… what will happen to me? That night, at the Cromwell family villa. Aunt Ashford had never seen Miss so furious before.

"No, e. I just saw it now." "She's a daughter of a famous tycoon and a former actress. Unica hija is therefore the only heir. Graduated with latin honors in Ateneo. My cousin proposed to her but didn't answer. She said she already likes someone," he continued. I have no interest in the speaker's personal life. "He mentioned a name there in the magazine, e. I just forgot." It was a pain in the ass. I could barely understand what the speaker was saying because Harry was speaking next to me. If I only knew he's still that talkative, I should have avoided him.

“You’re so….moldable. Helen disguised herself as some other person entirely, gaining access to their mansion so she could kill them off. Her boyfriend had stolen enough of the poor sap’s money so they thought it would be enough to elope… until it wasn’t. That’s why those parties I told you about stopped. All of a sudden, we were on the radio when we heard about a girl. The last living heir of Iris and Mr. Callahan, and an inheritance worth five billion dollars in money, and six billion in assets….for a barely one-year-old baby. Now..” He leans over. “I’m going to give you a chance to guess who her partner was…come on, you can do it. You’ve always been so smart.”