Fake Heiress, Real Trouble Novels & Stories

For a moment, I saw when her smile faded a little and when it came back, it was already as bright as the sun does, as if there were no problem in the world. “I see… you’ve heard about it.” She let go of the wine glass as she crossed her legs. “Considering our situation, it’ll be an easy sight to put your interest in.” She suddenly motioned her hands in the air. “The famous heiress of ZBC broke off the engagement with her ‘unwanted’ fiancé. Hilarious, isn't it?” “Unwanted?” Now, that peaks my interest. “Hmm…” She sipped to her drink before answering me with an emotionless smile. “You probably haven't heard the part that his mother and half-sister don't like me?”

She saw Dana cozying up to a wealthy heiress and recently acquiring more designer handbags and cosmetics, which she proudly displayed in her college dormitory. "A wealthy heiress?" Mia asked. Mia's mind immediately jumped to Maya; she understood that Dana wouldn't act without a motive. Gina retrieved her phone. "I've even found some photos for confirmation. It's undoubtedly her, the heiress of the Lane family, the one who's trying to steal your husband." "Indeed, it's Maya." Mia instantly recognized Maya in the photos. However, Mia hadn't detected anything suspicious during this period, as Dana had always maintained the facade of being a supportive friend in her presence.

I know that issue but I am not sure about the details because it happened at the same time I have problems with my parents trying to ruin my relationship with Rajiv. I was all messed up at that time so I didn't really care about what was happening around me. I was just crying to cope up with the pain inside my room for the whole time. I just learned what happened after a month. I heard it from our maids but I didn’t ask for any details because I know that it has nothing to do with me. They said that the heiress of the Casiella was dead. It was all because Hector was obsessed with her and when he learned that she was already married to someone else in secret, he couldn’t accept it so he kidna

he said, “now that we’re back, can you please explain what’s going on?” Mia leaned forward. “It wasn’t Callum’s parents again, was it?” Callum’s expression tightened. “Not exactly.” I sighed and decided to just get right into it. “Bianca has been named heir.” “What?” Mia breathed. I took a deep breath and explained everything. My father’s strange behavior, the witch, Ambrose, Bianca showing up with a tiara on her head. It still felt unreal, saying it out loud. I kept glancing at my pillow, hoping that I would wake up and find it had all been a bad dream.

Big time. He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "You're an heiress to one of the most powerful companies in Canada," he said, his tone shaking with frustration. "Do you even realize who you are? This life you’re living, it isn’t worth it. You don’t have to put up with him. You don’t owe him anything."

"I doubt it. She didn't know I would show up today. And she's the heiress of one of Sazaar's most elite families. She has too much money to rely on some scheme to pad her wallet. We don't even know each other." "You're in Sazaar now?" Metis snapped, and her focus sharpened. "And you're treating some elite heiress?" "Yes, ma'am." "And then what? The two of you hold hands, do something inappropriate with each other, and she falls head over heels for you?" she demanded. "Is this another one of your harem expansion quests?" I froze. "Wait, no. Please, God, no. Not now. This is an emergency. Can you help me out? Like a remote consultation."

Selena’s POV Mrs. Ashford moved forward a step, her hand trembling at her side, like she wanted to slap me and knew she couldn’t. “You think your little victory with the Harringtons gives you power over us?” Theo said then, stepping forward. “You’re still an ex-convict. You’re nothing but a placeholder until the real heir steps up.” I turned my gaze to him slowly. “And who would that be, Theo? You?” I let out a cold laugh. “You couldn’t land the deal. I did. And it was my name they stamped on that contract.”

“Not bad, actually. Turns out, being best friends with a billionaire heiress comes with perks — You get the VIP treatment Private room, personal nurse, food that doesn’t taste like cardboard… I could get used to it.” She gasps in mock offense. “Excuse me? You could get used to it? I’m the billionaire heiress here. You just freeload off my status!” “Uh-huh,” I tease, bumping her shoulder. “Says the woman who used my N*****x account for three years.” “It was one time!” she protests immediately. “Three years, Lilly.” She rolls her eyes. “Details, details.” I laugh, shaking my head. “You know, you’ve got this icy heiress image to maintain. If people ever heard you whining about expired snacks or

he pointed, "— I went to choose it with her. It just ended up on your hand." My tears hit the floor. Mom rushed the steps and grabbed Vivien's wrist. Her voice shook. "Have you lost your mind? She's your sister." Vivien pulled her hand away and let out a short, cold laugh. "Sister? She took my life from me for twenty-six years, Mom. I'm just taking it back." "Don't forget — she was the baby the hospital handed to the wrong family. She's the impostor." Vivien's words dug in, clean as a blade.