Stolen Heir Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

She didn’t even know that her sister owned that dress, though Sophia admitted it was beautiful, yet she had no interest in taking it for herself. Then, Paula suddenly caused a scene one morning, accusing Sophia of stealing that beautiful dress. At that time, Sophia had to accept the consequences of something she didn’t do. She was locked in an empty room by her own father and left hungry until the next day. The night before the dress went missing, Sophia had been at the library with Luke. Luke had been there for his duties as the sole heir of the Abraham Group. Sophia, who had just recovered from her burns, had chosen to be alone and spend her time reading in the library. Luke had noticed he

I would make sure it happened. After Seline left, I slipped into the bathroom to wash away the traces of the day. I was dying to see Jude, and there was no way I would let an opportunity like this pass. I chose my best dress, the one that hugged my body perfectly. I knew Jude would not be able to resist me. He was emotionally fragile after the drama at the birthday party, and I planned to take advantage of that. I was glad everything had gone exactly as I had hoped, no one would ever suspect I had betrayed Seline.

The restaurant was elegant and unusually quiet, the kind of place where conversations stayed low and no one dared make a scene. At least, that was what Eva thought. Then Sophie arrived. Twenty minutes late. She strolled in wearing oversized sunglasses pushed onto her perfectly styled hair, looking polished, composed... and completely untouched by the chaos she'd left behind. She slid into the chair across from her without a hint of guilt. "The bank withdrawal. That was you." Sophie didn't even attempt denial. "It belonged to me too." "You took everything, Sophie. My whole life got rearranged because you disappeared, and now you're stealing from Grandmother's estate like none of it happened.

“Catherine. You always believed in me. Unlike them. Tell them, Catherine. Tell them I could never hurt a child.” Catherine covered her mouth, tears streaming. “She wouldn’t. She couldn’t.” My mother,, leaned toward the phone, voice trembling. “Sophia, honey… please. Whatever happened, we can work it out as a family. Just bring Lily back. She’s your niece. Your blood.” Sophia’s tone turned venomous. “Niece? She should have been mine. Eve stole everything. Damon, the life, the future. Now I have the one thing she loves most. Ten million, and the public confession. Or Lily stays with me. Forever.”

"You think I wanted a baby? You think I wanted to be tied to you for the rest of my life? I've been trying to get rid of you for weeks." "The recording " "It was real." He laughed, and the sound was cruel. "Genevieve and I have been planning this from the beginning. You were always going to be the one who got away and the one who got blamed." "Why?" Her voice was barely a whisper. "Why would you do this?" "Because I'm a Thorn." His voice was hard. "And Thorns don't fall in love with secretaries. We use them. We discard them. We move on."

"Stolen, renamed, raised to perform loyalty. But not Laurent. Not blood. Not mine." Catherine flinched. The words landed where I intended. We had never spoken it aloud, not in twenty-two years. The secret that bound us, that defined every decision, every preference, every cold glance at the dinner table when Clara demanded attention and Celine sat quiet, waiting. "Don't," Catherine whispered. "Don't say it." "Why not?" I moved to the desk, unlocked the hidden drawer, pulled the leather ledger. "Because you forgot? Because you look at her now and you see the child you raised instead of the child you stole?"

CHAPTER 144: Rachel~ “Sophie,” I say the name with charged disgust I can’t hide. “You couldn’t just leave and go find something else to do, huh? You had to stick around and try to take what’s mine.” “Yours?!” She screeches. “You mean what you stole from me! I’m supposed to be Luna. Me! I lost my mom and then my dad, and what? You just waltz along and get what’s mine? NEVER.”

She's going to meet with Agent Kim tonight. She's going to help recover the stolen money. And she's going to trust Marcus to keep Sophie safe while she does it. "I need you to take Sophie somewhere," she says. "Where?" "Your cabin in Vermont. Tonight." Marcus stares at her. "You're still going to help them." "I have to." "No, you don't. You have a choice." "Do I? Because if I don't help recover that money tonight, thirty-seven million dollars disappears forever. Money that belongs to people who trusted Leon Hart with their futures."

There Sophie stood staring at her two biological sons. "You are too stupid! If you had succeeded yesterday, all of the Fletcher family's wealth would have belonged to both of you!" Sophie reproached. Garvin held his head. "If I had killed him right away, he definitely wouldn't have been able to safely run away until now." "This is all because of your stupidity! You can't just kill one woman!" An attempt was planned by Sophie to kidnap Violeth without anyone's knowledge but all failed as Garvin was mesmerized by the perfection of his brother who was drugged in bed without a thread.

Lance must have said that to encourage himself. "I don't know what you are, dead gatekeeper. But I am the demon slayer. And to me you are nothing but another demon" Sophie said to get him scared. "Of course, I know what you are. That is why I locked you up in a place while I used the vessel in the Manor to steal the knife. And I am regretting something right now. I would have given you up to a thousand boxes to search" Lance smirked. He took short steps away from them.