Flash Marriage With The Secret Heiress Novels & Stories

She was way too happy for the upcoming wedding between Evan and me. “I said he acted like a villain in a romance novel,” I corrected with a playful smirk. “There's a difference.” Maria held up a sleek off-shoulder gown against my body and narrowed her eyes, assessing. “Hmm. And now you’re about to marry the villain. Plot twist.” I raised a brow. “Are you calling my life a N*****x series now?” “Oh honey, we’re in season three at least,” she teased, placing the gown aside and grabbing a new one. “The divorced heiress, the mysterious adoption, the family secret, and now...the bridal arc. We’re just missing a secret baby or a twin sister.”

“After we all took pictures and were about to leave, he grabbed my arm and his green eyes pierced into my soul, my heart raced, and I felt weak and he said, ‘We need to talk.’ Flashback: Right before we could talk, I think his friends and maybe his mother, only hopped on stage and congratulated him, so he let go of my arm and I went back to everybody and held my kid's trophy. We were heading backstage, greeting the family and friends of the other contestants and I stumbled upon a familiar face, Melody, the wedding planner who had helped me at ‘my wedding.' “You are Gabriel Thymes' ex-fiancee?” She pointed out and was about to walk closer to me but the security around blocked her way but I fo

The blonde woman gasps, “No way.” Wanda smiles and turns towards her. “Cass is correct, and I would appreciate it if you would leave my fiancé alone.” In the middle of the table, Casper claps and sings. “Uncle Evan and aunt Wanda are going to get married, just like mommy and daddy.” The little boy swirls around with a grin from ear to ear and looks at Frank and Izzy as he continues, “Uncle Frank and aunt Izzy are going to get married, too. Everyone is getting married.”

I said seriously. She sighed deeply. "Actually, I wouldn’t be surprised if Shiela liked the heir. And if you manage to convince the guy to marry you, it’ll be a huge successful revenge. But the question is, can you really handle it?" she said, uncertain. "Why? Who’s the heir that I need to seduce or win over?" "Chase Grey Sandoval, your first love and your ex-boyfriend from high school."

he yells. I bow and gently reply, “I understand… I would never do that.” “Good,” he says, motioning for me to sit down, which I do carefully. “You two have caught my interest in building your companies, and I’m very happy I made the right decision to sponsor you. Now it’s time to return the favor,” he says. “Sir, I’ll do anything you want,” Noah states. Father nods and chuckles. “Yeah, you know… actually, the awaited Empress of the Hera family is back!”

What if she gets to know and exposes my secret to the public? I would not want anyone to know about my secret because of the kind of man I am in the society. Even if she does not do that, I would not want her to be childless because of me. I guess I would have to end this marriage so she would not be bound and childless because of me. PRESENT TIME:

the man replied, bowing slightly before retreating into the shadows, leaving me alone once more. I leaned back, the gears in my mind turning. My thoughts drifted to my brother, Kenneth. The empire he had built was vast, lucrative…a tempting prize for someone like me. And yet, his lack of a male heir had always made him vulnerable. “Tammie,” I muttered under my breath, the name tasting bitter. How convenient that his missing daughter had suddenly reappeared, just in time to be rushed into a marriage. I shook my head, a knowing smirk playing on my lips. I wasn’t a fool. Kenneth was using this marriage as a means to secure his empire.

But the burn didn’t ease the knot in his chest. The news flashed on TV. “In breaking news, the missing Hartman heiress has been found alive after twenty-three years…” Adrian froze. The screen showed Evelyn stepping from a black car, surrounded by cameras. “She’s the missing Hartman heiress,” he whispered. Charlotte paled. “That’s impossible.” Adrian barely heard her. Every cruel word he’d thrown at Evelyn echoed in his head. He’d called her a gold digger, said she didn’t belong. Now she was the richest woman in New York.

But when he turned toward the door, his secretary rushed in. "Mr. Velmore—" she said breathlessly. "There's more." Lucian stiffened. "What is it now?" "A tabloid is releasing an exclusive tomorrow. Mirana gave them an interview." His stomach dropped. "They're calling it 'The Heir Before the Heiress.' She's naming you publicly. Photos. Details. The whole thing." Lucian's blood ran cold. And for the first time in a long while, Lucian Velmore—the untouchable billionaire—felt helpless.

I waved at Kim and she waved back equally. I stood up from the chair and walked over to the bed to grab my phone while the others chatted excitedly. While Hannah still couldn't believe that I was getting married to Harold Williams, Joanna, and Kim started hammering on the fact that I deserve it and would fit right into it. And Jemma wouldn't stop yarning about how handsome Harold is. I understood the girls' speculations regarding our secret wedding. After all, it was not photos of me and Harold that were all over the country but that of Brittany Raymond, the famous red-haired model and a Victorian secret model with the perfect Billionaire gentleman. Every lady's dream, Harold Williams.