The Fake Heiress' Fight นิยาย & เรื่องราว

George smirked thinking he won, but unknown to him that was the goal, to make him think he won. After the lawyer left, Cynthia challenged him further. “How could you change the w Will to favor you!! I thought you were changing it for us as planned!!” George grabbed hold of her neck. Chris wanted to rush toward him but was held back by his bodyguards. “Let my sister go!!” Chris shouted. Cynthia struggled for air. “How dare you challenge me in front of the lawyer and Milana!! He said with eyes red in anger. “You are a basd……. “ Cynthia struggled to say

And the one in the Combat class is the fake one. My heart skipped a beat when I remembered she is going to fight with Rowan, by now the fight might have already begun, I quickly turned and started running towards the west Wing. What the fuck is really happening? Why would they impersonate Vera and fight with Rowan? And aunt Elizabeth is she also a fake or real, who knows maybe everyone in this school is an Impersonation, even my father, Ra'avata and all the students I can't trust anyone right now.

“That’s not what happened. If what you say is true, if the will was falsified, then why all the conditions? Why come and live with us, why not take it all in a heartbeat?” Maria narrows her eyes at me, looking victorious, like she knows all the secrets of the world. “Why not? They needed time to pin it all on you, didn’t they? To make you look like the villain right when you let your guard down the second you invited her in your bed. And with you gone, she becomes the only heir to the riches.” “And give them all to someone else?” “Just think about it. Who in their right mind travel half the world on a promise of an inheritance that might not even exist?”

I discovered, to my shock, that she and Gale were growing closer and closer. And just as painfully, I realized I had no power to stop it. After becoming exposed as a fake heir, it felt as though I stood on the opposite side of the entire world, fighting alone. … When I finally came back to myself, I realized tears had streamed down my face. I thought—so be it. I was leaving. I would no longer owe anyone anything. Perhaps that, too, counted as starting over. When I landed in Mustralia, I first went to enroll at my new university, then immediately found a job at a local restaurant.

It felt as though a giant hand had wrapped around my heart and squeezed. The pain was so intense I could barely breathe. I looked at him, eyes red, and forced out every word through clenched teeth. "I didn't do anything wrong! You all know exactly what happened! "I wasn't born to be some family's fake heiress! I have a family too! If you're all so afraid I'll compete with her, then I'll leave! That way you won't have to keep putting on this ridiculous act!" The words tore away the final layer of pretense.

Finn's jaw clenched. "Rules can be adjusted," Finn shot back. "And as the only legitimate heir, my vote carries the most weight." Mira chuckled. "Oh, Finn. You really need to do your research before you open that big mouth of yours." She walked to the end of the table, placing her palms flat on the surface. "Second issue—you call yourself the only legitimate heir? That’s interesting, considering my mother just showed proof of marriage." She gestured towards Eloise, who stood with quiet confidence. "Meaning my brother and I are just as legitimate as you."

“Are you seriously this delusional? Do you actually believe you’re the heiress? Didn’t you just say I’d have to pay for damages? Fine, watch this. Let’s see what you, a fake, can do about it.” With that, Lily grabbed a utility knife from the table and slashed several deep cuts into the custom Diane bag. Seeing my plan come together, I calmly dialed my dad’s number. “Dad, there’s someone here claiming to be your long-lost daughter and the heiress of Anderson Corporation. Can you come over and deal with this?” For a brief moment, panic flickered across Lily’s face, but she quickly pulled out her own phone and made a call. “Daddy, there’s some shameless nobody here pretending to be me! Hurry an

His face was a mixture of fury and confusion, he didn’t know what make of the entire situation. Were the pictures real or fake ? “ Bring her forward.” Alana steeped out saying it’s true , Kayden shielded her claiming they were fake , the only way to find out was asking the source. “ Silvia you witch , what is the meaning of this!” His mother questioned. Silvia just burst out in laughter like she had just heard a joke. “ This …. This your beloved Alana Winters or should I say stripping Luna,” she continued to laugh. “This is your sweet dear Luna , yessss she bend and twisted for money and fulfilled the desire of men. How disgusting, this is the person you want to lead you as your Luna huh ? N

"Okay, how about a bet? If this dress is a fake, you get to hit me. But if it’s not, I get to hit you." "Rebecca, stop this nonsense before you embarrass yourself," Felix spat, his voice rough with disdain. "We all know you can’t afford real clothes from La Dama Modella. It’s not possible." The words hit like a slap, but I didn’t flinch. I took a slow, deliberate step forward, my eyes locked on his. "Fine I accept, it's not like you have a chance to win anyways. " Miriam gigled. I nodded, feeling victory brimming within the surface.

"Call the cops? Go ahead." I pulled out my phone and handed it to him. "You have me arrested, and the whole city instantly finds out Cassandra ditched her marriage and hired a body double." "The great heir to the Sinclair Group, played for a fool by a knockoff this whole time." "I've even got the headline ready: 'SHOCKER: Billionaire Heir Falls Victim to Body-Double Honey Trap. Is This the Twisting of Human Nature, or the Collapse of All Morality?!'" Julian took a deep breath, the vein on his forehead twitching.