Novel & Cerita Fake Princess

I went to an engagement party on my father's behalf. It was the engagement party for the daughter of one of his subordinates. As the Don, he couldn't attend himself. But when I arrived, I saw my fiancé, James Morris, proposing to another woman with my engagement ring. James spotted me and quickly pulled me aside, using the crowd to hide us. "So this is your business trip?" Tears burned my eyes. He looked annoyed. "Mina and I are just putting on a show. I'm doing this so I can give you a better life." If it were only a show, why had he left me burning with fever the moment she called? Why had he kissed her at a party while I was losing our baby, then let the photo spread across social media?

I questioned her. She looked at me with uncertainty, took a deep breath and answered, "We need you to be a fake bride”. I released my hand from her grip but she continued, "It's less than two weeks away from now, I promise we're going to annul it. The only thing we need is your presence as the bride". I chuckled forcefully, "I have a lot on my plate and I do not have time to on a charade". I tried to open the car door but she held on to me tightly and started pleading. I wasn't ready to be caught in between the rich folks but she kept on emphasizing how I'd fit the role perfectly because I have almost the same body frame as Daisy.

"Listen up—even if you're back now, this family and the engagement with the Frosts can only be mine! Trash like you from the sticks are only worthy of worshiping the ground I walk on!" As soon as she finished, she suddenly threw herself backward with a dramatic gasp. "Ah! Jemima, why did you push me?" The fake fall was smooth and practiced, like she'd studied thousands of trashy fake-heiress melodramas. Too bad it was me she was trying to mess with. The instant her back hit the ground, I drew in a breath, gathered all my strength, and let out a scream ten times more tragic than hers. "Ruth! What's wrong?"

She denied that she didn't create the pictures but she knew it was fake and someone sent it to her anonymously. She admitted that she thought I had something to do with the fake Lucia for scamming her. I checked my social media platform for comments. People who were criticizing and insulting me yesterday, are now insulting Prissy. Calling her names. I mean, why would I help scam her, I am a multibillionaire heiress with a generational wealth. Prissy deserves whatever comes her way. “Turn off the TV,” I ordered the maid. I walked to my bathroom to clean up.

She is nicely dressed in pink princess dress with marching pink bag and accessorizing with a beautiful white hair band and white shoes. I take her gladly in my arms and kiss her on her cheek. "how are you princess?" I ask her, pinching her chubby cute cheek. "I am fine aunty Jessa" she responds in a happy tone. "OMG Jessa! You are already here and you did not even bother to search for me? Now I understand this little devil here has completely stolen you from me, she has taken all your love. Oh God save me. ' Thea exclaims dramatically as she puts on a fake hurt face. This woman is so dramatic!

Damien would do it for sure. All I said was it was going to be an arranged marriage. When I was done with my narrating of the story, she nodded thoughtfully. I sighed lying for the first time to Cassandra and being successful in selling it to her. She always caught.. "You have got jokes, Eden. Damien is obviously not an arranged marriage material. That one month prince guy who never happened to be found with the same girl after a month is doing an arranged marriage! Don't try to fool me." Cassandra raised her voice at last, "I already heard it but you better not take me as Brenda."

I muttered, glaring at the screen. After watching two more videos and attempting to mimic their advice, I flopped onto the bed, utterly defeated. “I’m going to need backup,” I declared to no one in particular. I picked up my phone and opened Lily’s contact, my thumb hovering over the call button. If anyone could teach me how to fake femininity without making me feel like a total idiot, it was her. “Alright, Lily,” I muttered. “Time to make me a star.”

"I'll set the damn palace on fire." Just then, the doors slammed open. Arsh Khan. Fake Anaya. Sharez. All dressed in royal white. Trying to wear dignity like it wasn't soaked in lies. They looked at her. And then at me. And I smiled. Not politely. But the way wolves do when they've cornered prey. "Leaving so soon?" I asked. "I was just telling the real princess how the kingdom belongs to her." Fake Anaya paled i don't even know her fucking real name. Sharez stepped forward.

She fooled me and pretended to be someone else just to prevent the marriage her father wanted? "She is Tali Dela Cruz. Thaliana Tangi Dela Vezca and Tali Dela Cruz are the same person. What she told you is true. She pretended as a maid, and I found out about her when I came here that day. When you weren't at your house." I couldn't believe it. "W-What? Y-you knew?"

But something was different, their expression was… reserved, impatiently awkward and a tadbit frightened to speak up. “Hey, seems like Talia got herself in a bit of trouble, I can't figure out why her name is buzzing all over the school's internet,” I said. Kyle stepped forward, gulping hard as he pointed his screen towards me. “You need to see this,” he mumbled. “See what?” I fixed my eyes on his screen, then I heard it. I watched Bambi deceive Talia into admitting a ‘false truth’. “Yes, I'm pregnant,” No, it wasn't true. It had to be an ad, a deep fake, a promotional shoot. Something.