Fake Heiress's A Pet-speaking Detective Mga Nobela at Kwento

HIBARA THAT INSIGNIA OF a ghost winking and with a laughing smile holding out a high-five was something I’d seen in my dearest father’s case files before. It seems that this internationally famous thief, Ghost Hand, was someone that the Greatest Consulting Detective of the Century can’t even capture. Of course, Mom has no access to the police files of the Theft-Robbery-Burglary Division since she’s in the CID. “Why are there a lot of kids here?” A voice that could make me roll my eyes sounded from behind.

"And his date, who is she? She's absolutely gorgeous. It's like she stepped out of a fairy tale, a mix of queen and princess!" "Is she the next big thing, groomed by some entertainment tycoon, debuting at Victoria Garden House today? Just imagine, rubbing shoulders with the elite here could pave her way to stardom, as long as she steers clear of any bad deals." "Could be! However, what if she's the elusive Ms. Foster?" "No chance! Ms. Foster, the heiress of the Foster dynasty, wouldn't fly under the radar. Just look at her, clinging to Mr. James Foster like she's his shadow..."

Even if they had never seen me, they had heard of the famous York Group. Everyone's expressions twisted the moment the words left Molly's lips. All of them wore matching expressions of bewilderment. "M-Ms. York?" I scoffed as I swept my gaze over the few people who had been eagerly egging Brandon and Sienna on earlier. Just then, the real, fake heiress, Millie Jensen, finally spoke up. "I'm Millie Jensen. Mom and I were busy handling some business at the company earlier. I never would have guessed that the two of you would get yourselves into so much trouble."

It was a face Maya hadn't seen since the Spire; a face that should have been dead. "Welcome to the Under-Architecture, Maya," the figure said, turning around. It was the "Heiress"; not the child, but a version of her that appeared to be in her late teens, her skin translucent, her eyes a swirling vortex of violet data. "I told you I was a fast reader. I’ve already finished the first chapter of your children’s lives. Shall we see how the second one ends?"

What if this doesn’t end well? My phone suddenly beeped. I reached for it and saw a missed call from Ava and before I could process it, another message followed: [Ma’am, you need to see the heiress of Starlight Enterprise. She looks exactly like you] I exhaled sharply. “Can’t you people let me breathe?” I muttered, already dialing her number. After a few rings, she answered. “Hello, ma’am. I just saw the wife of Mr. Derek Hale… and honestly, the resemblance is too much.”

"This girl here is Victoria Peige, the heiress of the famous Prestige Hotels, she's my new girlfriend." ---END OF CHAPTER THREE---

In an awkward breath I waited Detective Jayden take his phone. I don’t know what’s going on in my mind right now, yet I feel so nervous to reach him. Terrence walked back and forth in amaze gaze. Terrence decided to settled in the living room’s couch. I know he’s jealous to me. “Hello, good morning. I’m Detective Celebrity Hamilton.” “I know. Um … are you free tonight?” I asked him. “Your Highness Lady, Katherina? Whoa, you reach me with another number.”

She said when her sixth sense picked up the curiosity in Isabella. " Oh really? welcome. I'm Isabella, Hayden's wife " " Everyone in doubt world knows who you are, the heiress of MT site " The woman smile at Isabella and she returns the smile then she look around in search of Hayden. Her eyes caught Hella from behind her mother, smiling in delight Isabella signals the girl to come forward. " I'm Hella " The girl says softly. Isabella didn't have the grace to reply her because Hayden voice was heard at that moment.

“Only a qualified girl can be by your side-” “Believe me, she's more than qualified,” Liam grumbled. “Haley is the secret heiress of the DG Group. Is that what you wanted to hear? Are you satisfied?” However, the woman didn't look satisfied. She looked as if she'd lost her tongue. “That's the biggest joke of the century!” She scoffed. “How can this filthy girl with no background be an heiress-” “You can do your research.” Liam interrupted her. “And for the last time, Mum, leave Haley alone. I haven't changed my mind that I can choose her over you.”