Roommate Flaunts Wealth And Encounters The True Heir Novelas e Histórias

Prominently highlighted was Article VII, Clause Delta. The figure continued, "However the Council is not without… leniency. A path to redemption exists. You have one week, Alexander Sterling, to fix this breach. You will present yourself before the Council.. You will bring the true heir. The one who can uphold the covenant. The child of the Sterling bloodline. Ready to serve." The woman with the gavel brought it down with a thud. Alexander stared at the screen horrified. The true heir. They didn’t just want his company; they wanted Leo. His son, who was currently undergoing tests for a heart condition was now a pawn in a generations-old game.

I coil into myself, ashamed of my outburst just now and fumbling with a loose strand of my hair. “That’s something you must’ve been itching badly to ask, huh?” His voice resounds to me, compelling me to lift my head to see him already staring at me with a sure smile. I only give a nod, still feeling shameful as he goes on to say, “Well, Zorien is the younger heir to a prestigious and insanely wealthy family, that’s how he gets to own all of this...” and he gestures with his hands for emphasis, making my saliva scratchy to swallow as I watch him carry on.

Every cent I earn goes to you. "I wanted you to clear your debt sooner so we could marry without pressure. "But the truth is that you're a wealthy heir from Goldstine City, someone who can burn through hundreds of thousands without blinking. "You date me in the open while flaunting another woman behind my back."

Of course, I didn’t mention the garage full of luxury vehicles from my father, my cousin Sabastien, and my own car that I now drive. Also, my last statement is true in all ramifications. Heather is a broke mouse when it comes to wealth comparison between us. Heather’s expression shifts to one of even deeper contempt. She clearly thinks I am a low–level wolf pretending to be wealthy, when in reality, I am simply being modest about my actual status as the White heiress. Thanks to the Moon goddess, Philip didn’t come out with us. All of this would have made him laugh so hard. “Let’s order, everyone pick what you like,” I suggest, smoothly changing the subject.

I shot back immediately, “You’re just jealous because you can’t beat me! The four of you are so petty! “You’re cowards who dare to mistreat your own mother and sister! You think you can inherit the Roth family’s assets without me? Dream on!” “You—” Right then, the sound of marching footsteps cut them off. “What?!” Felix’s eyes widened as he stared at the banquet hall’s doors.

“You’ll be sharing with another student. Try not to make noise after midnight. Curfew is strict.” Scarlet nodded quietly and stepped in. The room was bigger than any space she’d ever called her own. Two beds on opposite ends, two desks, sunlight streaming through sheer curtains that smelled faintly of roses and wealth. Her roommate was already there...curled on the bed, earphones plugged in, pretending not to see her. A girl with long, dark curls, expensive perfume, and the kind of careless beauty that screamed money. “Hi,” Scarlet said softly, hoping for something human.

The moment Amanda stepped inside, her eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa! Okay… Your apartment has everything—are you the son of some important guy, or did you win the lottery?" she asked, impressed. "Neither. Everything here belongs to my sister… I’m just staying here while I study," Sebastian replied, carefully choosing his words. He didn’t want to come off as arrogant or entitled. It made him uncomfortable to admit that the apartment—and everything in it—was actually his. The wealth he had inherited came from a grandfather he didn’t even want to think about.

I could not just help but fear about the whole incident that had happened. Ethan was really behind this? What more would he do?. I had shot someone. I saw Damon in blood. Then…. There it was. His mansion. I pressed my lip into my mouth, biting my lower lip. It was stunning. Light shimmered on its walls, the garden looked perfect, and the fountain set rippled of shadow across the driveway. I couldn't believe this was his private home. I realised Damon was richer than I had imagined. A CEO, yes, but the scale of this wealth…it was incredible. He had promised to explain Ethan being the heir to the Empire not him after we got married. I really can't wait to know the mystery behind it.

The comments in front of me exploded instantly, dripping with excitement and malice. [Yes! That's how it's supposed to be! The real heir should be with the hardworking childhood sweetheart who's always loved him. That dumb loser can move aside!] [Brian is a despicable thief. He stole someone else's top university spot, someone else's heir status, and even someone else's woman. People like him are disgusting!] [The real heir finally woke up this time. His main-character arc is just getting started. As for the fake heir, Brian… Without that spot at a top university, let's see how he ever makes anything of himself.]