Fake Heiress, Real Trouble Novels & Stories

Ruth dropped to her knees and put on her best pitiful act. "Mom, please, give us your blessings. Micah and I grew up together. Our feelings for each other run deep…" Mom shook all over with rage, too angry to get a single word out. I watched this ridiculous scene and tightened my grip on the baseball bat. I laughed derisively and said, "Micah, you're seriously out of your mind." I swung the baseball bat hard into his shin, my expression instantly turning into one of grief. "She's a fake heiress, but you're a true heir! How can you screw your own parents over for an outsider? You've let this vixen scramble your brain!"

“So you think that betraying your fiancée and sleeping with her sister was reasonable. Do you also find it reasonable that you’re half naked and about to be single for the rest of your natural life, or is that just a happy coincidence?” Delphine stood, barefoot on the old wooden floor, and somehow still managed to look regal. That infuriated me most of all. “You can joke all you want, Eve, but you have just thirty days. Good luck finding someone to marry you once word gets out. The desperate heiress, dumped right before her deadline. It’s practically a headline.” “Desperate Heiress does have a nice ring to it. Very tabloid chic.” “You think this is funny.”

“SOCIALITE ISABELLE LAURENT ARRESTED IN BLACKMAIL SCHEME” “FIVE BUSINESSMEN CHARGED IN CONSPIRACY AGAINST MARCUS THORNE’S WIFE” “SHOCKING TAPE REVEALS PLOT TO DESTROY MANHATTAN HEIRESS” Manhattan heiress. The press didn’t know about her Accardi connection yet—thank God—but they’d found out she existed. Her photo was everywhere, pulled from old charity events where she’d stood beside Marcus looking decorative. “Oh God,” Elena whispered. “It gets worse.” Dante scrolled down. “Marcus released a statement this morning.”

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.

Jasmine thanked him, turned, and walked outside the company. "That's Jasmine. Do you know about the fake heiress case six years ago? It was all over the news; it was all about her." "She's the woman who swapped her life with a real heiress for over twenty years, a thief with a criminal record, and only a high school diploma." "How dare she show her face at Stellar Enterprises?" Jasmine kept her head down. These people were talking as if they didn't care if she could hear them. "I heard she knows how to please men. Apparently, among the rich upper class in the

"What if she gets mad and dumps me?" He flicked water at my nose, grinning. I laughed, thinking of my friends' nosy stares as we left the party. Scrolling through my phone, I stopped at a headline and smirked. "Looking for a ring? Here's your chance." Two headlines stood out: [Wiley Heiress Caught in Scandalous Affair with Married Man] [Wiley Heiress's Messy Private Life: Mystery Man Sleepover] They were out for blood. But Esther clearly didn't know private villas come with top-tier security cameras.

“That’s never good.” “Oh, it’s good,” she said, yanking the blanket back. “Scottish Billionaire Heiress Spotted With Infamous MacAllister Twins, that’s the headline. They got photos, babe. Of you. Between them. On the dance floor. Looking like a bloody goddess.” I sat up, rubbing my temples. “Christ.” “Social media’s eating it up. #HeiressInHeat is trending in the UK, #MacLeodMacAllister is all over TikTok…” Cat grinned. “The local gossip pages are foaming at the mouth.”