Romans & histoires Heiress Rebirth From Scorned To Stunning

She resented Lily for her success and her ability to hold her head high, for her talent and intelligence that allowed her to be one of the top students in the school. She, like Lily, is also a student from a humble background who was sponsored into the school by a rich family, waiting for her to be their cash cow when she graduated. Suddenly being thrown into the life of the rich and extravagance made her loathe her background to the bone and when she sees people like Lily, who defines the natural order of the poor submitting to the rich, she gets jealous and angry. "You were the one who stole it! Priscilla could never steal this thing, her family could afford it unlike yours," she bit out w

Mom domineering voice pierced into my ears. I looked at her. "I'm sorry,mom but I've lost my appetite so excuse me. I love the gown. And, about how I feel? Trulyyyy happy because I'd soon escape this hell."I got up. "I see you cannot wait,"she crossed her arms. Eyes boring into mine. "How impatient tho,can the heiress of Winslow be just for marriage!"she spat. My legs felt numb at her statement. "Marriage is not an achievement,dear."

“Hardly. I came to remind you that you don’t own this space; you don’t own this city. Tonight, the spotlight isn’t just yours.” With that, I turned my gaze to Gabriella, who took a small step back, observing me with equal parts disdain and intrigue. “Congratulations on your new partnership,” I said, my openness a strategic mask for the confidence bubbling beneath. “Though we all know you’re merely a pawn in Andre’s elaborate chess game.” Gasps spread through the attendees at my audacity, their eyes darting between the three of us, hungry for the unfolding drama. Gabriella lifted her chin, an unmistakable defiance glimmering in her icy gaze. “And you must be the runaway heiress who’s chosen t

My hand clenches into a fist as the memory resurfaces. "No matter what year or world I find myself in, I am determined to make Emma pay. Now that I am no longer a poor girl but a wealthy heiress, she will experience pain and suffering firsthand," I declared. I was completely serious about the threat I had just made. Leaning back in my chair, I gazed up at the sky before turning my attention back to him.

'You can take your revenge by this engagement, you know that, right?' Receiving the note from her best friend Saffron, Scar sighed and turned to look outside of the car. Yes, Saffron was right. The Edwards family belonged to veteran aristocrats in this country, which meant that being their daughter-in-law would bring you endless wealth as well as strong power. And it was said that their heir was a young genius who got a god's face. But Scar was not sure whether it was true as she never had a chance to meet him before.

"Back you up? As if you're worth that effort!" Little did they know that Larissa was not just some maid's daughter. She was the heiress of the wealthiest family on the globe, the Shaws. In my previous life, I only found out as I was dying that she had fallen for me at a childhood party. Knowing I was promised to others, she bravely defied her family to get close to me by pretending to be someone she was not. I would not make the same mistake in my new life. Holly and her cronies would get what was coming to them.

She needed to prepare. Land Under Heaven was a sweeping story of power, betrayal, and seduction. The female lead was righteous, guiding the male protagonist to ascend to power. The supporting female lead, however, used every vile method imaginable to undermine her, making enemies and committing acts that would be condemned by society. In the end, she was forced to leap from a cliff, a dramatic end that cemented the female lead’s triumph. Isabella felt a thrill run through her. This was a challenging, fiery role — one that could showcase everything she had been training for.

Like she'd been born standing at the front of the line and the rest of us were supposed to be grateful just to watch. But none of that was really hers. She'd just been handed it. Pierce deserved better than someone who took everything for granted. The company deserved leadership that actually had to fight for something. And I had been fighting my whole life. I picked up my regular phone and checked for any new messages. Nothing yet from Gerald. That was fine. These things took a little time. I smiled at my reflection and set the phone down. So what if you were born into money, Scarlett? So what if you and Pierce have history?

But maybe, just maybe a baby would bring him back to me… to us. Tonight was our four-year anniversary. I had planned everything perfectly. Dinner at La Rosa, the most exclusive restaurant in the city. The one my parents owned. The one where I would finally tell Angelo the truth. The truth I had been hiding for years. I wasn’t just Ariana Lopez, the simple girl he fell in love with in college. I was Ariana Melendez. The heiress to the Melendez fortune. My family owned half the city hotels, restaurants, even a few tech companies. But I had hidden it all because I wanted Angelo to love me for me, not for my last name or my money.

"This is so satisfying! The spot has returned to its rightful owner. This is the first step in shattering that impostor's delusional dream." "Great job, Nicky! Dumping that trashy school bully, getting into the same university as the male lead, and reclaiming everything that belongs to you? This is what the real heiress should do!" I stayed silent. Nicole took a deep breath, as if exhaling all the grievances she had bottled up since her rebirth. "Gloria, I'm so sorry. This guaranteed admission was always mine to begin with. It feels wonderful to take back what should've been mine.