Don't Mess With The Blind Heiress Novels & Stories

“What a waste of time, Elizabeth! Get out, slut! I don’t want to hear anything from you!” Clenching her fist, Elizabeth slammed his hands on the table then looked him in the eye. “Our daughter is your heiress. Tiffany will be the next Alpha Don and not that son-of-a-bitch Yuan Lloyd Marquez!” Elizabeth let out a low whimper when the Don tightly grasped her arms. He was fuming with anger now and the woman snickered at the surge of pain she suddenly felt. “Listen, slut! We both know that Yuan is also my son and he also has the right to be the next Don!"

A woman knelt beside what might have been a child, though it was hard to tell. In the distance, I could hear more movement, more people trying to salvage what they could from the catastrophe. "There's another one," a voice said nearby. I spun around, my hand immediately going to the knife at my hip. I'd never had to fight anyone before, but right now, the blade felt like the most honest thing in my life. A boy stood about ten paces away from me. He couldn't have been much older than I was, maybe eighteen or nineteen, with dark hair matted to his skull and clothes that had once been fine before they were covered in soot and worse.

Agnes knocks outside her room to check on her but she told Damah to wait for her at her door. "I'm almost done! Just wait for me there okay!" She told her. The new Agnes looks pissed and annoyed. "That brat! Did she notice that I'm not a real Agnes?" She mumbled. She saw the sudden opening of her room. "Finally I got to see the princess of Labyrinth Kingdom!" She whispered. As her face revealed and Agnes found out that the princess had a sight problem, her happiness subsided. She thought she can be a threat to her and Hydra but it's boring to fight a blind useless princess with her power.

Was it the reason his eyes were taken away from him as well? She wanted to know more, but based on his actions, she could tell he harbored anger and wasn't willing to allow anyone to get close to him. He pointed his cane at a young lady, who quickly bent her head. Even when he was blind, she assumed he could see her reaction. "What's your name?" He sang a stern, powerful tune. As she replied, her voice was trembling. "Monica Dunlope?"

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

#Heiress Chloe Davenier Proudly Rejects Billionaire Marriage Deal—Westvale Playboy Diego Publicly Dumped! Esther gave a cold smile, then tapped open the message. The comments caught her eye immediately… [So she really is a true heiress. That kind of boldness is on a whole different level. So what if it’s the Westvale family? Even if it’s the richest family, if you don’t like it, the engagement can be broken off without delay!] [A true heiress is always so domineering. If it were that adopted daughter instead, she’d be stuck and couldn’t break off the engagement no matter what!]

The blind girl does not seem to be weak and her scent is also very refined as if she is from a noble family. She roughly hands a tray with cups and a teapot on it. “Go and serve the Prince his morning tea!” Latifa barks. Anna takes the tray and turns on heels to leave. She passes through the hallways, trying to catch the scent of the cruel Prince. Anna can feel the eyes of the guards on her and she is also disgusted to hear their jeers at her. “I wonder how good the blind one is in bed?” One guard says loudly. “She might be a slave but look at that body!”

How was this even possible? His expression soon turned ugly. He clenched his fist and looked like one who had eaten dog poop. His plans had backfired. *** Meanwhile Royalty had been dragged back from Dubai home. At first, he had refused to leave the bridge until he found his woman. But somehow he had gone blind. Grandmother was delighted by his blindness. He couldn't see so she snatched everything away from him and forced him to marry Ciara. " A blind man can't be king. You would run the company now with your blindness! "

“We’re in our house, in our goddamn living room.” “In your house?” Her voice cracked like a whip. “In case you’ve forgotten, this isn’t yours anymore. None of this is. It belongs to her now. To Hailey Vale, the stripper heiress who just hosted a softcore orgy in our ancestral estate and made the cover of three tabloids.” She flung a rolled-up paper across the room. It slid to a stop in front of Marcus. “STRIPPING HEIRESS CLAIMS THE LACHLAN THRONE.

" I hope you're right Kylie, I'll inform Glen to send two more men to meet us here, although they won't be as good as the two men, you should make do with them" Kylie huffed impatiently " Glen had better bring them as soon as possible, the competition is bound to start soon" " You have to be careful from now on, we can't keep leaving clues everywhere " Kylie snorted as she fiddled with her nails. " I hope this competition ends soon, all the top ten heirs in the city are here and I can't flirt with any of them, it's just so annoying" The duo stopped thier conversation when one of the heiresses walked in, Blair Winston, she was an heiress of one of the middle class families, her fingers were t