She's A Mastermind Heiress Novels & Stories

"We don’t know. But the mastermind doesn’t get their hands dirty. They control everything. Prevent chaos. Manipulate the game before it starts." "What the hell could be more extreme than murder? If they're strong, they can stop this whole bloody thing" "No one knows, Boss. But rumors say the mastermind is a woman. And she owns the entire criminal empire." My jaw locked. A woman? The only woman who could bring this world to its knees was her. But no… Violet couldn’t be that woman. Could she? "Keep digging. I want to know everything. Everything including my grandfather. Because I am also his weakness. Find a way to reach the mastermind. I want to turn the table,"

But who could have imagined that I had only been three years abroad, but he'd proudly bring his mistress home and let her humiliate me like this? I couldn't hold back the grief and rage. I screamed, "I'm the Shea heiress. If any of you will help me, the Shea family will hand over our domestic assets!" Before the words finished, a bridesmaid pummeled my abdomen with a few hard fists. Pain shot through me, and I collapsed to the floor. Evelyn looked down at me with contempt. "The Shea heiress? Everyone knows the Shea family is abroad. Strip her." I struggled, and the flash drive holding our core technology slipped from my pocket. I reached for it, but Evelyn grabbed it first.

It should be funny if it wasn’t so damn messed up. When I finally reach the mansion, breathing in the rich scent of the jasmine bushes my father was so fond of, I notice that there is still some light in his window. My heart skips a beat at the irrational thought that he’s home, but then I am reminded that no, he’s gone and it’s his biological daughter who’s occupying his room, the masters bedroom, because she’ll be the master of this place very soon. I have to squint, but I notice her on the balcony, the soft wind blowing her long blonde hair, and she’s staring at the clear night sky. She’s wearing some soft night gown, her perfectly defined silhouette a dark shadow against the bright light

“Everything that was supposed to be mine!” A maid rushed in, startled. “Sir, please, calm down…” “Get out!” I roared, pointing toward the door. “All of you, OUT!” They hesitated for half a second before scurrying away, the sound of their footsteps fading fast. I was left alone with the wreckage of my own fury… shattered glass, spilled liquor, and a silence so loud it made my head pound. Hannah Black. The name tasted bitter, like rust and regret. Every time I saw her face on the television, every time her name appeared in some glowing headline, Heiress Hannah Black: Miracle Kidnap Survivor and New 50% Owner of Black Enterprises, something inside me snapped a little more.

"And his date, who is she? She's absolutely gorgeous. It's like she stepped out of a fairy tale, a mix of queen and princess!" "Is she the next big thing, groomed by some entertainment tycoon, debuting at Victoria Garden House today? Just imagine, rubbing shoulders with the elite here could pave her way to stardom, as long as she steers clear of any bad deals." "Could be! However, what if she's the elusive Ms. Foster?" "No chance! Ms. Foster, the heiress of the Foster dynasty, wouldn't fly under the radar. Just look at her, clinging to Mr. James Foster like she's his shadow..."

“Do you actually think you can find needles in a dress? I even put glue and itching powder in your dresses. “Who are you to wear the same clothes as me? Just because you’re with the family now doesn’t make you an heiress. You’ll always be beneath me.” Seeing that I wanted to fight back, Casey took out her phone and drew close to my ear. “Don’t even think about telling on me. If you can’t take the heat, get out of the family. The moment I hear a word from you, I’ll leak this video.”

I nodded, “ You don't have to be sorry, you can bad - mouth him all you want, i wouldn't even care.” She shook her head, “ But seriously since you're his heir, you shouldn't be suffering like us, or even taking shit from that bitch Rebecca.” I mentally laughed, I'm glad I am not the only one that hates that girls guts. “I'm his heir that even more reason why I'm here, let's just get this poop done with.” I said taking another scoop and another of my Porridge while closing my nose and swallowing the food down without even tasting it. My stomach can handle it though.

Mira had given me something for the pain—some kind of herbal mixture that took the edge off without quite making me useless—but it wore off as the day went on. By late afternoon, when we finally stopped to make camp, I felt like I'd been beaten and left in the road. "You're doing well," a voice said beside me. I looked up to find a girl settling down next to me. She was taller than me, with dark hair pulled back in a practical braid and eyes that suggested she'd seen more of the world than her age would suggest. Her left leg was bandaged heavily from ankle to knee. "I haven't heard much complaining," she continued, offering me a bowl of stew. "My name's Dovette, by the way. I was training to

Heir to Skyfall Chapter 15 — Steel and Silk The Hartwell Foundation dinner was Lydia's first solo public appearance as heir. Not the gala — that had been Alexander's night, his announcement, his room. This was hers. The Hartwell Foundation was Skyfall's oldest charitable partnership — housing development, workforce programs, the kind of work Alexander had built quietly over thirty years because he believed companies owed something to the cities that let them grow. The annual dinner brought together the people who ran those programs, the donors who funded them, and the corporate partners who made them work.

She walks onto the white sand, stops after a few steps as the words are written and drawn with the profile. ‘One of the famous students and the riches known heiress from the entire prestigious Academy of Royal Knights, her life revolves around fame and love that she manipulated only to be near in the embodiment's leech of the sin of Asmodeus. With her perfect body proportion, goddess face, and being a talented cheer captain and trusted secretary of the student body, she is a manipulator by which memories of the past thousand years' curse are retained to her entire being.