Novel & Cerita Fake Heiress's A Pet-speaking Detective

“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.”

Then he exclaimed, “Fifty million going once? Fifty million going twice, fifty million going thrice!- Congratulations! This pretty lady in a silver dress will now be the possessor of this set of jewelry.” Many people had joined the bidding, but only one winner emerged. No one could believe their eyes or ears, especially Lucas Harrison and the girl sitting beside him who looked ghastly pale. “No way! She can't afford that money.” “But she just did! Who exactly is she?” “Oh, she's Heidi. Heidi Olsen. How could they think that they could contend with the wealthiest heiress in Phoenix City?” The man who spoke was the same middle-aged man who just uncovered Heidi's identity.

Instead, she opted for a half-truth, hoping that it would be enough to convince the detective of her sincerity. "I can't say right now," she replied, her voice trembling slightly as she met the detective's gaze. She took a deep breath and added, "But I need to speak to Hideous. I have information that he needs to hear." "Hideous?" Marie nodded her head. "Yes, Hideous. Hideous Montenegro." The detective wanted to laugh but was able to restrain himself. "Are you seriously wanting to meet someone who had a lot of power? Miss, you should go and do it yourself."

The dean's assistant spoke respectfully to Haley, saying, "The dean just received a phone call from an old friend, and he looked a bit flustered, so he hurriedly left." "Old friend?" Haley was surprised. He remembered the dean saying that his old friends were all in the Capital. He often missed his friends in the Capital, but he couldn't go back anymore. The assistant thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be a Miss Fetcher." Haley's expression slightly froze. He almost immediately thought of Thea Jade. While pretending to make a quick escape, Thea secretly investigated the illegal evidence of The Wilson family group. It turned out that she was the first female billionaire in the Capita

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.

A detective approaches us, a woman in her forties with tired eyes and a no-nonsense expression. "Mr. and Mrs. Meliś? I'm Detective Sarah Morrison. I need to ask you some questions about your daughter." The ballroom has descended into chaos now, people talking, filming and speculating. I can see the headlines already, can imagine how the media will tear this apart. Billionaire Heiress Missing. Meliś Daughter Disappears with Mystery Man. The stories they'll write, the judgments they'll make, the way they'll dissect every decision Jackson and I have ever made as parents.

Heather waved her hand and asked the bodyguards and servant to escort the impostor to the police station. However, before he was brought to the car, the impostor seemed a little reluctant. He stretched his head out of the car window and asked Sienna, “Are you really just a student? Then, how were you able to figure out the cause of the illness with a single glance when even your master was unable to figure it out?” It was not just the impostor who was puzzled by this question, but even Heather was also a little surprised. However, Heather was someone who could rely on her own abilities to gain a firm foothold in Isonbert and had opened more than a dozen entertainment venues simply by relying

I whispered under my breath. I clicked one. “That woman is dangerous. She should be arrested immediately.” I hadn’t processed the first one when another popped in, “Rich people think they can cover up crimes.” “Where is the missing heiress? Start with Grace Parker.” My grip tightened on the phone. “That’s not true,” I muttered. Another notification popped in, “ she’s acting innocent but she knows something.” I exhaled sharply and locked the screen. I barely knew anything about her But even as I said it, something unsettled me because the missing heiress…

But at the same time, she was relieved to see her. ‘Harriet is pinning me to the corner to get information,’ Reese thought. At the exact time, the door of the interrogation room opened. Reese looked at her stepsister, who was staring at her with a smile on her face. “Miss Nadia Wyatt!” the detective exclaimed. He stood up and approached the lady. “It was an honor to meet the heiress of the Wyatt corporation!” Harriet smiled at the detective before she looked at Reese. When their eyes met, it seemed as if thunder cracked in the sky.

“I have no idea who it was. All I saw was a black car.” “Do you suspect anyone?” “I’m the heiress to a winery, Silvan. I’m sure I’ve got enemies that I don’t even know about.” He nods, his brows knitted in concentration. “That’s okay. My detectives are already on the case.” Surprised, I blink at him. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Angel.” How the hell was he able to contact detectives so quickly? At the confusion that’s evident on my face, Silvan’s arms tighten around my waist. I’m almost smothered by his larger frame but for the life of me, I cannot bring myself to complain;