Heiress Mga Nobela at Kwento

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."

No one knows how he could become a vegetable overnight. After my father's illness, he passed down all and every of his inheritance in the name of Jewel Empire, the most Prestigious company, down to my name. I became his heiress, a beautiful youngest billionaire but all these responsibilities come with a great price. I couldn't keep up with the pace. I am an internally ill lady. A meek one at that. So I made the biggest decision of my life.

Another wealthy businessman raises an eyebrow, "That would be quite the scandal, wouldn't it? A female heir with the same ruthlessness as the riches Chinese trillionaire, Chairman Hao." The atmosphere buzzes with intrigue as the high society members speculated on Sarah's intentions and whether she aims to wield her newfound influence in a way that could rival her grandfather's legacy. As Sarah's presence at her grandfather's wake made headlines, articles online began to resurface, each one painting a picture of the enigmatic heiress in their own way. The titles of these articles were overwhelmingly favorable, portraying her as a brilliant, wise, and even ruthl

" She didn't wait for my answer and called Gabriel and Alessandra. Gabriel's eyes met with mine. His dark piercing eyes made my heart skipped its beat. "Hi! Happy Anniversary!" Tyra greeted them. "Thank you!" Alessandra said. "By the way, I'd like to introduce myself to you. I'm Tyra Villaflor, the heiress of Villaflor trading," she confidently said. "Oh! Nice to meet you, Tyra!" Alessandra said gleefully. "And this is my friend, Meredith Emory Grant! The heiress of Rising stone. And she also owns the biggest Mall here in Queensland!"

She retorted. "Heiress, how much does he pay you?" Zayn chimed in. "Come and work for me. I’ll pay you double." Axel narrowed his eyes as he darted his gaze at Zayn. "Why do you keep calling her an heiress?" "What I chose to call her is none of your fucking business!" Zayn snarled. "I could choose to call her princess, queen, or heiress." It’s none of your fucking business."

Eynas assisted his queen in her seat. Astra put her face to his face. She looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine" she mumbled and turned her redhead in front of her broods. "Let's welcome, the first heiress of the Erasmus Kingdom!" She growls. "And I declare war among dragons and humans! We will restore our dragon power, the Heart of Magic from them! Scream for me! Scream!" Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound.

In the large mansion, the masters were outnumbered by the helpers. It was crazy for Danie because she didn't need them at all. At least, just a few would do. It wasn't like many people knew that she was the only heiress to the massive wealth of the Williams. She could walk alone at night and no one would guess that she's a billionaire. But for sure she'd turn heads. Danielle was beautiful. She had always been told how perfect she looked. Her skin alone uses the most expensive set of skin care. Her hair was glowing. Everything that every girl could dream of was within her reach.

"Pack your bags, Jade. Both of you. Get out of my apartment tonight." Jade let out a soft, theatrical sob and buried her face in her hands, turning to my mother. "I told you he didn't want us, Eleanor, I told you I should have stayed abroad." "You are going nowhere," my mother declared, grabbing Jade's arm protectively and glaring daggers at me. "If you throw her out on the street right now while she's carrying your child, I will make sure every investor and business partner in this city knows what kind of monster you really are. You think the Vaughn Group is treating you like dirt? Try facing a public scandal that destroys the last shred of your reputation."

She only leaned closer, until her lips were against my ear and her pearls pressed cold against my cheek, and she whispered a single name, soft as a secret. Beatrice Hart. I knew it instantly. I had read it on a marriage certificate eight years ago, in elegant black ink. The ground fell away beneath me, and I looked past Lucian, past the corridor entrance, through the archway into the glittering hall beyond. At the top of the grand staircase, in a gown of black silk, stood my mother in law. She was holding a glass of champagne, and she was looking directly at me. As I stared, she lifted the glass an inch in a slow, private toast, and her lips moved, silently, around two words I had last heard

All of my life I have built as Valerie Damer is now gone and I have no intention of going back. I do not like being an heir to my father’s throne but if the reason why Theo had done this to me was because of money then I will show him just pathetic he is. I will make him regret and there will be no going back for him. I will destroy their lives little by little, and I will not stop until I am satisfied.