Stolen Life Hidden Heir Novels & Stories

The funds they contained were sizable—enough to ensure Delilah’s security and fund trusts for both Liam and Emilia. But with the discovery came risk. Word of the inheritance leaked, and suddenly journalists were sniffing around the estate. A tabloid ran a headline: "Sinclair Bastard Heiress Surfaces With $40M Secret Fortune." Ava was furious. "How did this get out?" Dominic suspected Jacques. But without proof, they had no way of stopping the spread. Security around the estate was doubled. A lawyer specializing in privacy and defamation was brought on. And for a while, they lived in a fishbowl.

Maria was calm and seems ready for the exams, but the other two were rather distracted by the news of the hidden scion, Henessy even gave up the idea of passing the exam and just thought of finding the young master. In her mind was her evil plans, "I don't need to pass and graduate as long as I can be in the arms of that young master!" Hailey on the other side was concentrated on her after exam plan, to find out the identity of the rolls royce master who resides in the Glorious Hotel! She couldn't help but think of her former lover, Warren Jr. who disappeared and never came back, even his family! and a day after that, the Glorious Hotel was acquired by a mysterious man as per the news.

“Don’t be smart. You know why I’m calling.” “Let me guess. Leah told you about Aiden.” “She told me you’ve been hiding a child for five years. A George heir that nobody knew about.” “I wasn’t hiding him. I didn’t know he existed.” “And whose fault is that?” “The woman who didn’t tell me she was pregnant.” “Exactly. So why are you letting her back into your life? She kept your son from you. Lied to you. And now you’re what? Playing house?” “It’s not like that.”

"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?"

“My personal life is not your business. Stay out of my way.” “Not a threat,” Alex replied. “A reality check. Think carefully about the people you trust and the secrets you keep. They have a way of coming back.” The Caldwell family seems to have a way of frustrating me. “Do you enjoy playing this game?” I said, moving backward. “Someone has to,” Alex said. “And Sebastian… someone always wins in the end.” Without saying anything further, I turned around and walked away.

“Did you forgot to mention to our dear grandfather that your whore is a fucking thief? Did you hide the truth about the stolen necklace that belongs to the family? Or maybe you retrieved the heirloom that our kind hearted grandfather gave to his closest confidant as a sign of your betrothal to her daughter. Did you get it back and plan to hide the truth for Gramps?” he asked in shock, his theory sounding so ridiculous and annoying. Of course he knows I would never retrieve this gift from my betrothed to give it to Selina.

Liam said, turning slowly. “He had a mistress,” Damien said grimly. “And an heir he kept hidden. If the will is invalid… that child could challenge everything.” The room spun. Secrets were spilling faster than they could catch them. Lily clutched Liam’s arm. “What do we do?” Liam’s jaw tightened. “We find the hidden heir. We confront Zoe. And we finish what our fathers startedonly this time, we tell the truth.”

, One dropped and for a minute, I took a pause to listen to her. “Stolen?” “What was that and who stole it?” I asked almost immediately,wondering what could be that previous to disturb one of the billionaire’s of the city. “A treaure owned by his grandfather. It was passed to him but Alexander stole it and kept it in his possession since then. Grey is not a strong man at heart. He easily gets trampled upon and it’s not surprising that he was a victim of Alexander’s bullying”, One explained and immediately, I felt a cold feeling engulf my soul.

"A lesson will teach you where you went wrong." I walked away without responding. Soon, another doctor cast my foot. Then I went home and called a cleaner to clear out my room. The jewelry, clothes, and bags Luke had given me were all donated. The couple's items I'd bought for him were all thrown away. I stared at the pile. Those hidden things, once cherished, now saw daylight in a trash bin. I turned to leave, only to bump into a warm embrace. Luke glanced at the dumpster, and his eyes narrowed.

"You'd better have a damn good reason for dragging me out of my bed in the middle of the night. I have a life. An apartment. Students who expect me in class tomorrow." Damien stepped closer. His voice came out low and rough. "Your life ended the moment your father took his last breath, Isabella. Marco Moretti is dead. And you... You're the hidden heir nobody was supposed to know about." I laughed, but it sounded shaky even to me. "Hidden heir? You're crazy. My father sent me money sometimes and called twice a year. That's it. I'm an art teacher, not some mafia princess." He didn't laugh back.