Stolen Identity: Mute Heiress Novels & Stories

The man who had locked her in the attic, the man who had treated her like a stray dog, the man who had given her away to the Vanes like a piece of property, he had stolen her birthright. She wasn't a nameless charity case from an orphanage like he had insinuated. She was the daughter of the true firstborn heir of the Sterling empire. And Arthur had hidden her identity to steal the entire company for himself. “That bastard..." Thea choked out, her voice barely a whisper as she looked up at Elias with wide, terrified eyes.

I couldn’t afford to lose it right now, but I also had to get out of there as soon as possible or it would be too late. “Well, you are the only heir to the throne, aren’t you?” He looked amused and a little surprised. “I am not! You know I thought you beasts were stupid, but I never realized the extent of your stupidity.” I laughed. I was pushing the envelope, but I seriously had to get out of there. If I told him I was a nobody, he would just kill me. If I told him I was somebody, my life would definitely get more complicated. Why did this have to happen now? My life was finally going somewhere. What I found strange was that we were never taught that they could shift form. That I found inte

It is an absolute sovereign ledger. It is a lie! Cynthia shrieked, her face turning an ugly, mottled purple color as she took another step toward Vivienne, her emerald necklace rattling against her throat. Look at her! Ninety days ago she was begging for medicine in a charity ward! She is an identity thief! I demand a full, manual audit of her corporate authorization codes right now! You cannot let a common thief buy Vane Plaza!

I’d play and besides it was not like I have any other choice than to play as of now. —- Walking toward the man waiting by the sleek black car, I began to regret every single life decision that had led me here starting from the moment I thought, “Hey, stealing someone else’s identity sounds like a fun survival strategy.” Yeah. Great move, past me. Really killing it. Now here I was, a supposedly high-class heiress with a makeup team, a personal security convoy, and a brain that occasionally buzzed like a faulty Bluetooth speaker, being marched toward a date I didn’t even want.

"Ms. Melanie Stewart, you're under arrest for corporate espionage. Please come with us." Charlie was arrested as well. Mom and Dad rushed to the police station as soon as they got the news. As the police interrogation concluded, the truth finally surfaced. Melanie had stolen my project's trade secrets and handed them over to Charlie for free to sabotage me in the election. Lately, Charlie had been frantic about his crumbling status. Ever since I rejected the marriage alliance, his parents had turned a cold shoulder to him, shifting their focus to other heirs. How could he not be terrified?

He was Cyrus Richmond, the heir of a top-tier elite family in the capital circle and the second-highest spender on our server. As soon as she noticed me enter, Stacy sprang up from her seat. She pointed straight at me and cried out in injustice, "Heather! You shameless account thief, you finally dared to show up!" The room fell into immediate silence. All four men turned their attention to me at once. Lewis, Shadowfang, and Reviver also rose to their feet, instinctively positioning themselves as though to protect me. Upon seeing this, Stacy's tears spilled over like broken pearls. "Lewis, Shadowfang, Reviver, don't believe her! She's not Moonwalker at all. She's my roommate. With the backing

he pointed, "— I went to choose it with her. It just ended up on your hand." My tears hit the floor. Mom rushed the steps and grabbed Vivien's wrist. Her voice shook. "Have you lost your mind? She's your sister." Vivien pulled her hand away and let out a short, cold laugh. "Sister? She took my life from me for twenty-six years, Mom. I'm just taking it back." "Don't forget — she was the baby the hospital handed to the wrong family. She's the impostor." Vivien's words dug in, clean as a blade.

With a gentle push, the window creaks open, inviting the golden morning light to spill into the room. Mr. Yu let out a deep sigh. “Because it was she who wanted her dead, and with my help, I made her believe that she vanished into thin air.” He spun around, facing me with a smirk. “And stole someone else's identity to make the people around her believe her story.” I tried to absorb each word he had said, conflicting with my inner thoughts and his. Catherine wants my mother dead? And she stole someone else's identity? She only changed her birth name. Was that called stealing?

I kept my gaze fixed on Miles, attempting to catch her eye. Miles handed Veronica something wrapped in paper, and my heart raced when I saw that it was a revolver as she unwrapped it. "How are you? Did you ensure that Zack know about our hideout, Zack?" Veronica inquired. Miles nodded. Veronica smiled at me. "Aw, don't be afraid of the gun, Kassandra. You won't feel a thing when it meets your forehead. Just so you're aware, today we'll be swapping identities, just like before. I once stole your life as Kassandra, and now I'll take your life as Empress Chan. Then, I'll leave the country to start anew. Of course, I'll have to spill some blood first to make my performance convincing."

She turned to seek her mother, hoping for answers. Maureen stepped forward, her hand at her mouth as tears rolled down her aged features. A whisper left her, her eyes wide, “Lisette…it’s really you! I can’t believe it…” her voice trailed off, the disbelief evident in her voice. Ever since hearing the news, she had hoped, dared even, but there was a part of her that didn’t believe it. How could it be true? If it was true, if this really was Lisette, that meant the man they met earlier today had murdered her entire pack and nearly killed her and Richard, and that he had kidnapped her daughter, stealing their future together. It would mean that she never even knew that her daughter was mi