Remarried To The False Heir Novels & Stories

Eventually, I lost count of how many times I threw up. Maverick's eyes were bloodshot when he hugged me tightly and swore that he would treat me right for the rest of my life. He thought that Rosalia was the heiress of the richest family in the country. He had no idea that when I left for a "business trip" some time ago, I had actually gone to reunite with my family. I was the real heiress, not Rosalia! I grabbed my marriage certificate from my bag and brandished it. "Maverick, no matter how stubbornly you deny the truth, you can't deny that I'm your lawfully wedded wife! Not only did you use our money to pay for your mistress' expenses, but you also had an illegitimate child with her.

Grace. My hands began to shake. These weren’t the names of corporate rivals or faceless enemies. These were people. A family. This wasn’t a trophy of a conquest; it was a relic of a past he had clearly left behind. A past he kept hidden in a secret drawer. This was not the damning evidence I sought. This was a complication. A human being I had sworn not to see. The sharp sound of a key turning in the penthouse front door shattered the silence. My blood ran cold. It was too early. He wasn’t due back for two more days.

He had fathered the child she used as a weapon, then allowed the scandal of that child’s features to destroy Caden’s remaining pride while he continued the larger design from inside the Obsidian walls. Alaric’s voice was very low. “You are certain of the note.” “The hand matches the first midwife’s records we already verified,” Belinda said. “The payment trail matches the same intermediary account that moved the ashveil. The date sits three days after the birth. She was instructed to record the true father in case the child was later required as proof of blood for a different claim. Kieran’s claim.” Gale exhaled slowly. “A living heir of his own blood, hidden under a false paternity, while h

And that first marriage was never canceled. Which meant her second marriage wasn’t legal. Which meant— Her heart dropped. “I’m the real heir… to both families.” Damien nodded. “Yeah.” Celeste stared at him. “This can’t be real.” “It is. I double-checked the signatures and the dates. It’s all real.” Her legs gave out and she sat on a box of bullets. Her mind spun. If this was true, she could stop the war between the families. Or she could destroy both sides completely.

"My Lord! We found a necklace around Chris' neck and it's the same as the one passed down from the Rodriguez. It's just that the necklace suddenly became two when another member of the family made a fake one just so he could become the heir and we don't know the real one" the guard concluded I had them investigate Chris secretly and I guess this is what they were able to find for now. "Can I see the two necklaces?" I asked "This is a picture of the necklaces and this is a picture of Chris with the necklace also" he said showing them to me on a phone "Wait! Zoom it clearly" I said referring to the two necklaces from before

“The woman I married was named Mercedes, my dear. Or have you forgotten?” “I’m the twin sister of the woman you thought you married.” She licked her lips. “In my father’s confused state of mind, he absently arranged for you to marry his good, obedient daughter, Mercedes, forgetting I wasn’t living at home but mourning my deceased husband. The rebellious and not so innocent daughter, Katherine, stood in my place as a proxy when we were supposed to marry. Kat was living a lie, William. She wasn’t your wife. I am!” Through the ache spreading through his body, his mind pieced together what she was saying. He’d wondered if the woman who’d returned from Preston not too long ago was the sister inst

— Who is deceiving me? — Direl deceives you. — What? What are you talking about? — Don't listen to him, Your Majesty! — Heikki is not Moriam's heir, it's all a hoax to deceive you... — What? How can you say that? — Because I am the heir of Moriam and Sattir! — What? What stupidity is that? You are a rebel who convinced my son to run away with you! — There is no joke, I came to live in the rebel territory after you sent your soldiers to destroy the village where I lived with my adoptive parents, two of the most faithful servants of Moriam and Sattir!

“If you already dealt with her, then what do you need me for?” I chuckled and pulled another picture from my drawer and threw it across the able to him. “This is our new problem.” He picked up the picture and compared the two with apparent confusion on his face. “You see, my cousin is supposed to inherit the empire but she couldn’t do that because I disposed of her and now her husband found that lady–” I pointed to the second picture. “–and made her pose as his wife, Gwen, in order to get back into the family inheritance.”

Shock washed over his face, and for a moment, I thought he might drop it entirely. That’s it. I said it. Now there was no going back. “What do you mean he’s not your husband?” he asked slowly, as though he didn’t quite trust what he was hearing. I bit my lip, debating whether I should even go down this road. But if I didn’t, this misunderstanding would only get worse. “It wasn’t real,” I said finally, lowering my gaze to the table. “The remarriage… it was just an act. A charade.”

10 minutes later, the two became the last couple to register their marriage today, and one after another walked out of the Office of Civil Affairs and Agreements. The woman changed her name, using false names so that she could use false identities, so that she could marry, according to Islamic law, so she would be considered heirs in all respects. She was going to be another woman, where she was using her potions, where she was going to use false identities to create a means of seizing the power of the Princess and Washington family. Nathaniel Princess, Alexander Washington his uncle, son of his grandfather's second marriage, in which he was boasting there was Lucien Princess who at that tim