Outcast? The Heiress Outshone Them All Novels & Stories

Shallow-minded with no interest whatsoever to do something for themselves. “That shouldn't be a concern!” Edith bellowed. “They do come from an influential family and that is all that should matter.” Not wanting to drag the pointless conversation, Lucas promised to host a party and invite eligible bachelors for their daughters to scout. “What about their inheritance?” Edith asked, “What about it?" Lucas played nonchalantly. “They are your sole heirs, aren't they?” She asked suspiciously.

Then she looked at Kael. Kael was looking at her. For the first time all night, his expression wasn't bored or mocking. It was predatory. He raised his glass slightly in a mock toast, his eyes narrowing. The game has begun, his look said. Two hours later, the gala had turned into a frenzy of speculation. Riley had escaped to the rooftop garden, desperate for fresh air. The cool night wind bit at her skin, but it was better than the suffocating atmosphere inside. "Heir," a voice came from behind her. "Who would have thought the old man had it in him?"

"And my dear, theatrical niece? How did she greet the continental stage?" "Exactly as you predicted, my Lord," Marcus replied, a cruel, sycophantic smirk bleeding into his tone. "She arrived in a massive display of defiance. She completely ignored the Vanguard Alpha’s escort and publicly reclaimed her identity as the Blood Moon Heir before the High Assembly. The entire press corps and the nobility are completely distracted by her arrogance." My smile broadened, a dark, vibrating chuckle bubbling up from the bottom of my chest. "Perfect. Arrogance is such a beautiful, heavy shroud for a dying woman," I murmured, swirling the dark red liquid in my glass.

Like she couldn’t breathe properly. “Elara?” That voice Her heart skipped. She turned quickly. “Ryan…” For a second, relief flashed across her face. Finally. Someone on her side. Ryan walked toward her, dressed in a neat black suit, his usual confident smile on his face. He looked her up and down, then smirked slightly. “Where’s my heiress?” he said playfully. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” The word hit differently now. Heiress. Elara forced a small smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “Ryan, I”

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.

I held back my tears and shouted defiantly, "Skyrise Group belongs to Grandma. I'm the real heiress of the company!" Bang! Before I could catch my breath, Bobby smashed my head against the glass wall again. He continued shouting furiously. "Cindy, quit dreaming. I already gave Skyrise Group to Tina as her wedding gift last year. Whoever marries her will inherit the company!" His words sent a wave of shock through the entire crowd. Everyone's eyes lit up as they stared at Tina. At that moment, a commanding voice came from behind me. "Bobby, I dare you to say that again. Who did you just claim is the heiress of Skyrise Group?"

I replied claiming her hand while she chuckled softly “I know, it was paraded all around school. I wouldn’t say you’re an outcast though, you’re more like a celebrity now. Turning down Damien the prince whom they’re all dying to be with”. She announced while I couldn’t help but blurt out “in any case it’s not a good thing” for my mind dared not imagine what would befall me the second Nicklaus finds out.

Though quiet, the words reached my ears loud and clear. Sally's lips curled into a faint, mocking smile when she saw me. With a delicate hand, she smoothed her dress and said, "Well, if it isn't Rachel, who claims to be Sanfiric Inc.'s heiress. Showing up to a graduation ceremony dressed like that?" Her remark triggered a burst of laughter from the surrounding students. "Ha! Just look at her, she's dressed worse than me and still dares to compete with Sally." "Right? She's so deep in her delusion she actually believes she's some kind of heiress."

The last thing I remembered was my stepmother handing me a cup of coffee and wishing me good morning with a broad smile on her face. I never knew that behind that smile was a plan. And that plan is exactly where I am now. Leila took a step closer and crouched, her face now inches from mine. “I won't lie, Grace,” she whispered mockingly. “You were something back then. The golden girl, the perfect one. Everyone wanted to be you. But look at you now.” Her eyes scanned me from head to toe like I was filth. “This is what happens to people who don’t know their place.”

“And I’m afraid you’ve made a very serious mistake tonight.” Lena forced a laugh. “What mistake?” Adrian’s gray eyes turned toward Aria. Then back to Lena. “The mistake of accusing the wrong woman.” Silence fell across the room. Lena’s smile slowly returned. “Oh?” she said sweetly. “And why would that be?” Adrian’s voice was calm. But deadly serious. “Because the girl you’re trying to remove…” He gestured toward Aria. “…is the real heiress of Vale Global.” The club exploded into chaos.