Fake And Real Heir Novels & Stories

My expression turned cold, though I put on a mocking smile. “If Mr. Clive thinks this rice and oil are so great, you should keep them for yourself. Or better yet, take them home and give them to his parents. After all, it’s such a rare luxury. Someone like you, a fake heir with no blood ties who’s taken someone else’s place, ought to treat your parents better than most.” Clive’s expression instantly darkened. “Lance, what nonsense are you talking about?!” People around us exchanged looks. Their expressions were full of intrigue.

"I didn't know it back then either. I thought they were real cannibals. I only found out the truth after I became the heir. Hiring a group of people to dress up as cannibals was my father's way of stimulating my survival instincts." "Well, were the wild beasts in the forest all fake too?" "Those were real, but there were professional hunters hiding in the dark to protect me. They wouldn't do anything unless I faced truly life-threatening danger." After hearing this, Summer really wanted to say that the Quigleys were big liars. They'd even gone as far as setting up a survival test on a deserted island for their heir, which turned out to all be fake. In fact, it wasn't surprising that it wasn'

I called again and this time, they were staring at me like it wasn't their attention I needed. "They know you won't survive three days and this palace is run by us!" "W-what do you mean..." Drelia shoved her phone to my face, like she'd blind me and I stumbled back. My eyes stared at the news trending, the backlashes and the elders, their voices on national tvs Headlines scrolled on loop: "FAKE HEIRESS? ELDERS QUESTION VEYLARA’S BLOODLINE" "OMEGA CANNOT LEAD PACK - TRADITION VS TRASH"

“But here's the secret they don't want you to know. You're not the real heir.” “What are you talking about?” My eyes widened, feigning surprise. “Lizzie is Valour and Carina's real, biological daughter. Valour's mother… found you. Took you in. Raised you as theirs so they'd have a legitimate pawn to fulfill the pact. Once you're married to Dave, once the alliance is solid and the power is transferred… they're going to get rid of you, nullify the marriage, or something. And put Lizzie in your place. Their real blood gets the crown. You… get thrown away.”

He asked for a puzzle. Rose chuckled. “Son, you are so naive, things can change at any moment. Look at Miranda for example she was once crowned as the heiress of the Golden wolf pack but look what happened when you came. You became the heir instead.

“This is what a true academic genius looks like. Watching Natalie take the test last night, flawless, like flowing water. Purely satisfying!” “How can sisters differ so much? One scores a perfect 1600, the other 710?” “I heard Vivian is the impostor heiress, and Natalie is the real heir… no wonder. The real heiress is incredible. Every Sullivan is a top scholar. Their genes really determine their destiny!” At this point, Vivian had no defense left. The police immediately took her away for investigation. During the days Vivian was gone, Grandpa Sullivan officially announced that I would inherit the Sullivan Group.

“And she is under my protection. If you insult her again in my presence, I will ensure you return to father in a transport crate.” “Our father will never accept this farce, Damon,” Cassian snaps, standing up from the sofa and towering over us with a bitter, disgusted expression. He gestures toward me with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Look at her. She’s a pretend wolf. A placeholder. Stop playing this ridiculous game with the administration and return home. The pack needs its true line heirs at the wall, not cowering in a gothic fortress with a human-tier liability. Dump the bitch and let’s go.”

“Why are you calling him Mr. Caleb? You should call him your precious son.” As he joked, he kept watching my face, waiting for my reaction. I didn’t say anything. But our classmates crowded around us, gasping and shouting. Phone cameras were already raised, their lenses flashing under the lights. “Oh my God, Caleb Moore, isn’t that your family’s housekeeper, Mrs. Zimmer?” “The real heir and the fake heir have been right next to us this whole time?” “Hurry, record this!” Countless looks of disgust landed on me. It was as if I really were the fake heir from some drama, the one who had stolen someone else’s place and used his parents’ love to get away with anything.

She was perfect. I told her a tidbit about myself, hiding my background of course. If I’m doing this, I’m doing it without my father’s influence. I don't want anyone to find out that I’m the heiress of Valen Group and the only daughter of Sebastian Valen. My Dad will probably have a fit if he learned that I’m here for modeling casting. I had to lie to him earlier that I was meeting up with a friend.

He said "This is crazy! Real crazy!"Celine said feeling very furious "And there is one more thing Celine!" The lawyer said "What?" "You haven't forgot the condition your father made on your inheritance" he said "And what condition is that?"Nick asked "That Celine has to get married before she can claim any of her inheritance" "But that's bull shit!"Nick yelled out suddenly. "It isn't! It's the condition Mr Clifford made before he died"Stacey said "But that is maddness, how will Celine ever get to have her inheritance ,what if there is not a guy willing to marry her?"Nick said only to get a reproachfull look from the three.