Fake Heiress's A Pet-speaking Detective 소설 & 이야기

Does he know that? "N-No...anyways you knew her! Younger than your age but...she's...fine," his tone get slower and slower. "What's her name?" I asked and raised a brow. His eyes lit up like it was a sign that I also likes his idea. "She's the heiress of the Hepburn Communications! Millicent Jaiyana Hepburn! Do you remember her? It's Millijay!" He said exaggeratedly.

Detective Ben was Megan's secret detective. He glanced at the picture on his screen again to be sure it was the same person. The lady sitting across from him was the same person on the screen, the same lady Elizabeth was talking to a few hours ago. The lady snivelled, cleaning her tears continuously. Ben waited for her to calm down before he started his enquiries. After Megan had tipped him that something was off about Elizabeth's company that was about to be launched, he stationed his men around her.

Main character profile: HELENA DECLAN Nickname: The Heiress / Little Empire / H Age: 21 Zodiac Sign: Capricorn Occupation: Billionaire heiress, CEO-in-training, founder of Declan Futures Voice: Sharp, observant, emotionally guarded, witty Born into wealth, but raised in a home that valued love over status. Her father, Harry Declan, gave up everything to raise her as a stay-at-home dad. Her mother, Mia, instilled in her the power of being a woman in control. From the age of 5, she’s been in the public eye. Her school interview went viral. The media dubbed her “The Youngest Billionaire,” but behind the headlines was a child molded with precision, passion, and discipline.

She glanced at Mia, silently pleading with her to play along. Mia, ever the perceptive one, seemed to sense the unspoken tension between the two. Her smile faltered slightly, and she slowly lowered her hand, tucking it into the pocket of her designer jeans. "Actually, Mr. Maverick, I'm not just any friend." She tilted her chin up defiantly, her gaze unwavering. "I'm the heiress to Vitalis Pharmaceuticals. And I have to say, I'm quite interested in this...arrangement you have with my dear Evie."

I couldn’t help but look around my surroundings: the marble floors and expensive paintings on every wall, the high ceiling, and a big chandelier at the center of the hall. It was like a house from a Hollywood movie,I had known she was well-to-do from the moment I pulled her out of a sleek Porsche but this mansion confirmed that “well-to-do” was an understatement. And now that she would be taking over White Nova Robotics as CEO soon, it felt so unreal I was speaking with such a powerful personality. White Nova had always been the company I wanted to work in before I built mine, this was all too much to take in. I was tempted to pinch myself to see if I wasn't dreaming but that would only make

Tall, broad shoulders, his suit perfectly tailored, blonde hair slicked back nicely. “Monsieur Durand,” I greeted with a small smile. “Good to see you.” “Logan.” He nodded, then turned to Amelia, his accent smooth and deep. “And who is this vision standing beside you?” “Amelia Connells, Heiress and CEO of Cornells’ ENT,” I said before she could answer. “She’s my…” I let the sentence hang for a beat, “partner.” Durand smiled knowingly and took her hand, kissing it lightly. “Enchanté, mademoiselle, I know your father, I didn't know he had such a…. beautiful daughter.”

He optimized. The Gulfstream’s cabin hummed with sterile calm. Nathan declined the steward’s offer of espresso—too acidic before takeoff—and opened his encrypted email. “Board Memo: Reagan Stock Plummeting. Acquisition Potential?” Attachments bloomed: police reports, paparazzi shots of Brian Reagan’s Maybach fishtailing past cop cars, Jake’s bloodied knuckles gripping a dock railing. Nathan zoomed in. Jake’s Rolex was counterfeit. Of course. He typed a reply: Leverage their debt-to-equity ratio. Prepare bid draft by 9 AM EST. Send.

A little voice in her head whispered, Run ,You don’t belong here. But Kayden stood like a wall next to her solid, fierce and unbothered. Unshakeable. Some of the pack bowed, others hesitated. But one of them stood out , one of the maids in the back slipped away quietly away from the crowd , phone clutched in her hand. “ He brought another woman,” she whispered through the phone , making sure no one could hear her. An hour passed. Kayden gave her a quick tour, never letting go of her hand.

THE HEIST QUEEN BOOK 1 Intro; For seven years, Nadia Laurent has been the world’s most elusive thief. Known only as The Heist Queen, she has stolen priceless artifacts, infiltrated the most secure estates in Europe, and vanished without a trace. To the world, she’s a criminal mastermind. In reality, every heist is part of a much larger mission to uncover the truth behind her father’s murder. She’s closer than ever to the answers when she crosses paths with Roman Vance, the relentless investigator who has spent years hunting her.