Roommate Flaunts Wealth And Encounters The True Heir Novels & Stories

I yawned into the back of my hand as we continued down the hall. Perfect. I’d lost my room. Almost everything I owned smelled like smoke. I’d somehow been relocated into the most expensive dorm on campus. And now my new roommate was apparently someone important enough that simply saying his name made Lucas nervous. For all I knew, Julian Cross was some entitled trust-fund heir with a superiority complex. Or worse… One of those obscenely rich weirdos who’d never been told “no” in his entire life. I grimaced. Please don’t let him be one of those.

“This is a big hospital Avery. Very expensive. If you divorce me, you can't afford your bills.” I held his gaze. “Tell me, have you had any guests since you came here? Maybe someone rich? Or more than one person,” he asked casually. I knew what he was doing. “Why ask?” Victor shrugged, then his face lit up. “You won't believe it darling. The heiress of Ardent industries had an accident the same night you did. Isn't that a shocking coincidence?” “People have accidents every time Victor. Nothing shocking about it.” “I know but… she has the same first name as you. There are too many coincidences.” He gave me a pointed look.

Cody said and lifted me up in joy All I could do was smile, as they all cheered in happiness "Let's celebrate this" Adam, Cody's right hand man said and everyone agreed "So, now that you have successfully gotten into the mansion as an insider, you would be the one to let us know all the exits and entries in the mansion" Cody said as he sipped his drink "Okay, that's for an easy and smooth operation" I said with a nod "Exactly, and also, you will be the one to let us know where all the money and valuables are kept, and the places where they are security cameras and also how many security personnels are in the mansion and also, their position in the building" he added

"I... didn't mean..." Before anyone could step toward me, the sharp click of high heels echoed through the foyer. I slowly lifted my head. A sophisticated middle-aged woman dressed in an expensive tailored suit strode into the mansion. Her hair was elegantly pinned into a flawless chignon, and her piercing gaze swept across the room. It stopped on the vomit covering the marble floor. Then it shifted to me. Her brows drew together. "So..." She let out a quiet sigh. "Is this how you've chosen to welcome your mother-in-law, Elena?"

Across the room, cutting through the sea of suits and gowns, was Kael Ashford. He was the middle child, the son from Robert’s second mistress. If Bella was fire and Riley was water, Kael was ice. He wore a tailored black suit that fit him like a glove, his dark hair slightly messy, a glass of scotch in his hand. He looked bored. He always looked bored. Kael’s eyes scanned the room until they landed on the two sisters. A smirk played on his lips as he sauntered over. "The Cinderella and the Evil Queen," Kael drawled, stopping in front of them. "Am I interrupting a catfight, or are you two actually behaving for once?"

I have been dying to meet you'. She left them as Joaquin appeared with their luggage. He was a middle aged man with a dried up face. He smiled at Sharon and little Deborah, flashing gold teeth as he retreated from the room. Sharon glanced round as the door closed. It was a beautiful room, decorated luxuriously with the antiques of Fernando's trade. A carved bed with a canopy of midnight blue velvet, dominated the room. The windows on opposite walls were open, delicate fretwork shutters pulled a Ross to keep out insects. Two doors revealed a dressing room and an en suite bathroom with a huge marble bath and blue and gold tiles.

I want to live my life to the fullest, away from the business world. As I watch them, I see how happy they are, laughing and chatting about their plans. But I can’t feel the same joy. I can’t relate to their conversations. I feel like an outsider, only included because they’re discussing my future and because I’m the bait my dad is using to fulfill his ambitions. I finish my meal, and they suggest moving to the living room to continue their discussion. I head to the kitchen to get some water, but I stop in my tracks when I see Aunt Celeste and Vaness talking.

Comforting. But the sense of waiting gnawed at her. That night, after Julian was asleep, there was a knock at her bedroom door. She opened it to find Cole standing there, face serious. “There’s something you need to see,” he said. Her stomach dropped. “What is it?” He handed her an iPad. “News broke half an hour ago.” Sienna’s hands trembled as she took the tablet. The headline on the screen sent ice flooding through her veins. **“Damian Cavendish: Secret Heir Revealed!”**

Margot and her roommates got rather tipsy. Margot's roommates looked at her in envy as they asked, "When did you suddenly become so rich, Margot?" "Did you win the lottery?" "Did you find a super rich boyfriend, Margot?" "You're actually an heiress from some rich family right, Margot? Margot had a little too much to drink. She stood up shakily and told them, "No, you're all wrong. I … I'm actually an orphan. "But I have a benefactor who is extremely rich. So you guys can just enjoy yourselves and don't have to be frugal on my behalf."

I whispered as I ran my hand over the back of the couch. “Your roommate took the liberty of decorating.” I left the living room for the kitchen and was amazed at the top-of-the-line stainless steel appliances. I opened the refrigerator and gawked at the abundance of fresh fruits, vegetables, and meats. “W-who is my roommate again?” “Let’s see,” Julian said as he typed away on his phone. “Ms. Sabrina Blackwell is your roommate. Ms. Blackwell’s family is one of the wealthiest families in the country because they own multiple mineral and precious gem mines worldwide. The Blackwells are the largest producers of diamonds in the world.”