Stolen Identity: Mute Heiress Novels & Stories

The night before our exam scores came out, the fake heiress said it to my face, in front of everyone. "Claire, I hear you're supposed to be some kind of star student. Why don't we compare?" What she didn't know was that I'd known for a long time she was bound to a score-transfer system. In my last life, she set the terms of the bet and had our scores read out in front of that whole room. I became the joke of the city, and the mob online finished me off. "Let's compete fairly. Only the best of us deserves the Bennett name." "When you lose, you give up climbing for good — and I might still find you work as a cleaner." I frowned and waved her off. She only pushed harder. "Unless the sc

My mom stole my dad's name and his status as the top-ranked student in the state, then gave them to her childhood sweetheart. From then on, the two thieves soared to the top. One was admitted to Ashford University and went on to become a computer science professor at one of the country's top universities. The other attended Westbridge University and became a nationally recognized expert in education. … Meanwhile, my dad was left without a legal identity, spending his entire life scraping by through odd jobs and backbreaking labor. Years later, I inherited his talent and founded a leading AI technology company, making a name for myself in the industry. Potential partners were constantl

Then he finally spoke. “The Founder has used the same trick for years.” “What trick?” Ava asked. “Identity replacement.” Nobody understood. Except Adrian. His face suddenly changed. “Oh my God.” Ethan looked at his brother. “What?” Adrian stared at Richard. “You knew.” Richard looked away. “You knew all along.” Ava stepped forward. “Somebody tell me what’s happening.” Adrian swallowed hard. “The Founder doesn’t steal money.” “The Founder steals identities.” The night became eerily quiet.

He had to stood tall even though his heart hurt so much. "Are you sure you can continue the journey alone?" "Yes. I'm not an ordinary girl. I'm Emily Harper, the heiress of the Savior Group, a girl who is admired by many men, and I have minimal sins. Luck is always with me. Even if there is danger lurking, it won't be able to touch me. Even if it's not you, there must be someone else to save me. Besides, I myself am capable though." Prince swallowed. His head nodded slightly. "Okay, then ...."

Julian stood beside her, trying to explain that he was the CEO of Kane Consulting. The doorman said only one sentence. "The Raven Club does not recognize stolen credentials." It hit like a slap, even through a screen. Unfortunately for them, Victor Landon arrived just in time to hear it. His black Bentley stopped at the curb, and his driver opened the door. Landon stepped out, took in Julian, Clara, the card, and the two guards, and his brows drew together with quiet disgust. "Julian," he said, "why is a stranger blocking my dinner?"

They didn’t answer. Just grabbed my arms and yanked me forward. “Where are you taking me?” Still silence. Then, as we reached the stairs leading to the inner sanctum of the packhouse, I heard it. “—was found under her bed,” someone shouted. “How could she—?!” Elder Mira’s voice cracked like thunder. “This cannot be coincidence. The Moon Goddess’s staff was stolen! The ritual broken! And this morning—conveniently—it is discovered hidden in the prisoner’s quarters?”

She fought to get them loose so she could defend herself. Meanwhile, Julius kept staring at Melody in surprise. He still could not believe that she wasn't who he thought she was. The fact that her luggage was packed and she was prepared to leave, and then when he called her Selena, she did not deny it. Was she connected to the mafia? He walked closer to her. "I'm going to ask you just one more time, Melody or Selena or whatever the hell your name is: where is my sister?" "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry," Melody said.

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

Inside were a few faded clothes and a rusted tin box. I picked up the tin box and opened it. There wasn't anything valuable inside it. All it contained were a rusted whistle, some marbles, and a stack of crumpled diary pages filled with uneven handwriting. These diary pages were the only remnants of my childhood after I was kidnapped and sold to a rural village. The human traffickers were long dead. As for my so-called adoptive parents… After closing the box, I stepped into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. I now had Jennifer's face and her former body.

He tracked down information on Bobby's first love and had Tina undergo cosmetic surgery to look like her. After my mother died, Bobby never considered remarrying. Besides, Bobby always had heavy security around him. Unable to get close to Bobby, Luke and Tina redirected their focus toward the Muller family's heir. They weren't sure which of my brothers would ultimately inherit the company, so they tried to get close to both of them. Sure enough, both David and Evan fell for Tina and secretly kept her as their sugar baby. When Bobby eventually found out, Tina used her surgically-altered face to pretend to be the daughter of his first love.