The Aristocratic Heiress From The Countryside Novels & Stories

I asked, trying to hide the hint of nervousness in my voice as I continued to rub my chest to calm myself down. “Well, this is my family’s estate. I have every right to be here.” He slowly took my hand and dropped himself into a low but elegant curtsy. “Gavin,” he spoke. “It is nice to finally meet the future heir of the Revington family.” “Is that what you take me for? Just an heiress to some fortune?” I tried to keep my cool to prevent further outbursts but it made me angry to know that people only see me as something low as that.

he cut in rashly and she kept silent. “Daren stole you away from me when he knew you were my only daughter. You are my heiress. The heiress of all her mother’s possessions. Your mother and I worked hard to keep a lot in store for you. A lot which would see you become one of the wealthiest women in the whole of the country. The estates she left behind in SA are there waiting for you. The hotels and so many more to mention are all there waiting for you. But you left everything and ran after a man who threw you in the mud at last.

As such, she knew best how to make friends with these wealthy ladies. Since Jessica started talking about Catherine, Liana looked at her apologetically and whispered, "Jessica, don't mind her. It's just that my sister is not quite sure how to get along with others. She was sent to the countryside by my Grandpa when she was a child. It hasn't been long since she returned, so she probably hasn't gotten used to it yet!" "Hmph!" Jessica snorted coldly, her face full of disgust. "You're right! She suddenly goes into the city and thinks she isn't a humble country girl anymore, so she's arrogant now."

Despite investigating and prying into her father's things, she couldn't find a photo or any information; the man remained shrouded in mystery. Elizabeth meticulously dressed herself in front of the mirror. She knew how much her mother hated her new way of dressing, but that day, she was determined to please her family and show them she would leave behind her simple life and return to her natural position as one of the billionaire heiresses of the Leblancs.

I couldn’t help but look around my surroundings: the marble floors and expensive paintings on every wall, the high ceiling, and a big chandelier at the center of the hall. It was like a house from a Hollywood movie,I had known she was well-to-do from the moment I pulled her out of a sleek Porsche but this mansion confirmed that “well-to-do” was an understatement. And now that she would be taking over White Nova Robotics as CEO soon, it felt so unreal I was speaking with such a powerful personality. White Nova had always been the company I wanted to work in before I built mine, this was all too much to take in. I was tempted to pinch myself to see if I wasn't dreaming but that would only make

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.

And Mr Morris felt so bad, even though it wasn't his fault that she had to stay at the orphanage. “I hate you,” she said. Elena let out a scoff, folding her arms. “What’s all this drama for?” she said dismissively. “Aren’t you supposed to be happy? You’re now the second heiress to the Morris wealth.” Her lips curled slightly. “I guess you’ve never imagined living that kind of life.” Aria’s gaze moved to her. “Yes, I've never imagined being an heiress.” she said flatly. “And I’m not interested either.”

She’s my best friend. Becca is a luxury heiress through and through. If Hermes and Louis Vuitton had a baby, it would be her. She’s an out-of-touch bitch, but she knows style better than anyone. Olivia, our boho girly. She grew up in the countryside, but don’t let that fool you—her parents own the actual countryside. We’re talking massive farms, wineries, and every agricultural business you can imagine. She’s the most clueless person you’ll ever meet, but she’s got a heart of gold.

Elsie expressed. “Not every ladies’ dream, only the unserious fellows like you,” he split out. “And I am saying it right to your face now. You can never be an option. Not even at the present of no option other than you.” She bent to the left side and crossed her hands across her chest, snickering, “those are just words of tongue. I mean, it’s a slip of tongues. I am beautiful and well endowed. I am from a conglomerate heiress from the biggest family in the city,”

She reluctantly left the battlefield, knowing that her heart would stay behind. The librarian was, as expected, a sweet old lady. However, against all expectations, she was also a rich heiress that gave up the comfort and luxury of the city to bring to life her dream library. Bree got close to the woman during her many trips to the village and was quite familiar with the beautiful building that housed Lady Cassie’s collection. She was called a Lady because of her rich background, but she held nothing of the arrogance of rich city-folk. Brianna knew she could go to her to find what she needed. When she asked for it, her voice was weak and frail, and Cassie almost cried feeling her pain.