Sarah Fortune Arcane Novels & Stories

“Remarry? Lisa, have you lost your mind? “Forget about the two hundred thousand, even two dollars is too much. “I don’t think you deserve to take even a cent from it.” At that moment, someone unexpected came to see me. It was Kevin’s female secretary and also one of his mistresses. After the company collapsed, to save herself and get back at Kevin for his heartlessness, she handed over all the chat records between Kevin and Lisa. As I read through those messages, a chill crept down my spine. In the messages, Lisa said to Kevin, [Once that old hag dies, the house will be ours.

But definitely covering the puffiness in her eyes and the weariness etched into her features were the aftermath of hours spent in tears earlier that morning. Sarah has become adept at concealing her vulnerabilities behind a façade of strength, but today, she knew she might have to seek solace in unexpected places. Amidst the tight security detail that enveloped her, Sarah emerged from the armored van like a vision of grace and power. Her presence alone demanded attention, not just for her striking beauty but for the undeniable fact that she was the sole heiress to the fortune of Chairman Hao Xiang, the wealthiest trillionaire Chinese tycoon.

Anyway how he's he supposed to be bothered about it anyway! He got back in his car and drove away. **** Witch Sarah couldn't keep waiting for Dr. Carson to show up! She was tired! She was tired of waiting for him and it seems like Carson left her no choice. She has to disgrace him and today will be the day when she will do that. Sarah went to her library to search for a book called "the spell book" ; everything she needed to do was written in that book. I mean for her to bring down the wealth which she had given him and in return, she was gonna take back the wolves and make them their slave.

Sarah whisper yelled into my ear in glee. “Yes I do.” I nodded. “She helped me escape Annabelle earlier.” I added and Sarah shook her head frantically. "No no not that, she is Ariana Vance." Sarah's voice was urgent. "She owns half the tech patents in Europe. She's worth more than a lot of people in this room combined…except Valerian and a few others of course." Sarah informed me and I gasped at the nice woman I had met earlier. She walked into the podium before grabbing a piece of paper bad writing something on it before dropping it in the box and then she turned around scanned the room as her eyes found mine.

"So he tested me like I was a product." "He confirmed what he already knew," Graves corrected calmly. "And as a result, you were written into his estate plan. Retroactively and irrevocably." Anya leaned back in her chair, the white walls around her suddenly too close. "He could've called," she said. "Written. Anything." Graves didn't answer. "He could've said something. Anything." Still nothing. "And now I'm supposed to believe this is his idea of a gift? A fortune I didn't ask for, tied in knots, handed to me by a stranger?"

The only catch was that she had pinned the blame for every vile thing she had done onto me, the victim, instead. Winona had always been the one who loved stealing things. She was the one who had stolen someone else's husband. In the beginning, the one Mom had planned to marry off to Kenneth in exchange for money was me. He had the money and the looks. To be fair, he was nothing like those typical rich old men. Aside from being 20 years older than me, no one had anything bad to say about Kenneth.

She reached into her small clutch and pulled out a clean, silk handkerchief. "Here," she said softly, wrapping it around my bleeding thumb. "You’ve given enough to this room tonight." "Thank you, Ms. Bennett," I stammered. "Call me Sarah. And listen to me," she leaned in, her voice dropping so Lenore wouldn't hear. "Don't let the fire go out, Ethan. I know what it’s like to be indebted to the wrong people. But talent like this? It’s yours. No one can truly own it, no matter how many papers they make you sign."

"Sarah fought beside us. She risked her life—" "She's not the same person anymore." Elena pulls up more files. "Three years ago, Sarah's daughter was killed by a rogue vampire. Since then, she's been quietly divesting from supernatural causes and investing in companies like Helix." "She's weaponizing her grief," Sera realizes. "Turning her loss into hate." Connor can't process it. Sarah Morrison was at his graduation. She congratulated him when he opened his clinic. She sent flowers when he and Amara mated.

“Talia, breathe. Listen to me — we’ve got you. I’ll pull my strings, and Serena and Lila will pull theirs. We’re going to pitch your app again. You’re too brilliant for one hacker to ruin your destiny.” Lila squeezed her hand. Serena wiped her face gently. And slowly… Talia’s sobs softened. She hugged them all, one by one, holding onto them like they were the only steady thing in her world. As they stepped out of her room, Amara’s phone buzzed. A new email. Sender hidden. Subject: “Opportunity for Solar & Hydro Energy.” She opened it. An investor — anonymous. Offering $5 billion for a stock investment. And specifically requesting Amara.

Sarah opened it to find a detailed account of Charlotte and James's history, portraying Sarah as the real victim. Mia saw it too and was frantically liking and sharing. While some people rationally analyzed and agreed with Scarlett, most continued attacking Sarah. Then Lucy's post pushed everything over the edge. She wrote that Sarah and James's divorce had been amicable only because Sarah took 80 million and several houses and cars. She implied Sarah was a gold digger who took her ex-husband's assets and now had her sights on the Reynolds fortune, even trying to seduce Professor Rogers, newly returned from abroad, at her ex's wedding.