The Fake Heiress Novels & Stories

In my first life, my younger sister was adopted by House Ashcroft, Greyhaven’s most powerful pureblood vampire family. She expected wealth, status, and a perfect life. Instead, she received cold adoptive parents and an heir named Lucian who treated her like an intruder. Years later, the Ashcrofts stripped her of their name and inheritance and cast her out with nothing. I went home with the Millers, two cleaners at Night Academy who appeared warm and loving. Despite our poverty, I survived everything that family put me through—and Lucian eventually fell in love with me. Everyone called my life a Cinderella story. My sister believed that ending should have belonged to her. Three days afte

Tanya ended her words with a confident smile. However, the students exchanged confused glances. "What is she even talking about? I don't understand a word." "Who's the Lockman heiress? We don't have anyone like that at this school, right?" Even the teacher, Ms. Elsa Stark, frowned slightly and reminded her, "Tanya, this is a self-introduction. You're straying off topic." Tanya quickly composed herself and stubbornly repeated her claim, "Faye, the so-called heiress of the Lockman family, is a fake. I'm the real heiress who was brought back. You've all been fooled by her!"

The sound of the vase shattering and my furious roar echoed through the entire hall. Hearing what I said, the crowd burst into mocking laughter. "She must be really sick in the head. First she pretended to be the richest woman's granddaughter, and now she's claiming to be the heir of the company? That's beyond ridiculous." "Exactly. Even if she was the richest woman's biological granddaughter, it's not like a woman would ever inherit the company. After all, the richest woman has two grandsons."

"I really wonder where this fake heiress is getting the confidence to act so arrogantly. If I were in her shoes, I would have made myself scarce ages ago." "Does she really believe that the Jensens will take her side because they took care of her for so many years when Sienna is their flesh and blood? A fake is still a fake. It doesn't matter that they raised her for years. She should know her place and leave now that the real daughter is back." "No one in the world would be willing to give up a life of riches to live a tough life instead. She's such a malicious woman." I took a deep breath and stared into Brandon's furious eyes.

She frowned as she wondered whether Eve killed Lilian by accident or if it was intentional. “No,” Tracy replied. “Then…” Lilian started speaking but then glanced at Alaine. “If you aren’t her sister, why are you calling her mother, mom?” “Oh,” Tracy replied, understanding what was happening. “Well, she is a fake heiress. Do you get it now?” Tracy said, stunning everyone. “Tracy,” Alaine said in a low yet commanding tone, as she didn’t like Tracy’s words. Tracy turned to her mother, her eyes staring at the woman with no ripple of emotions. “What? She stole my life. What is there to hide? People will find out sooner or later, or…”

“They share the same birthday because they were switched at birth. The real heiress lost everything, became an orphan at five, and spent ten years in an orphanage before being found. And yet, every year after that, she was pushed into the background while the imposter stole the spotlight!” “Right! And at that same party, the fake heiress ‘accidentally’ fell into the pool with her! In her own family’s pool! I’m starting to think she pushed Fiona in on purpose!” “They claimed the real heiress tried to end her life, but if she truly wanted to, she would’ve done it long before now! Why on her birthday of all days? And she’s wheelchair-bound—how could she possibly

*So she isn’t even the real thing and was running her mouth off at Leah, talk about hardcore fake* *I always thought that there was something weird with her, a gal ain’t allowed to be that pristine* *Nw, I feel kinda sorry for the mistress who had to lose her man to her* *I feel rather glad for the mistress. I mean, her bf was blind enough to choose the fake heiress over her. It is lyk karma’s dealing wth both wife and husband*

"Seriously? Someone named Vickie popped up claiming to be the real heiress. No one said Debra isn't." "Oh," Garland exhaled in relief. "So, that chick is a fake?" "Fake," Debra said firmly. Liza tilted her head. "Why are you so sure? What if she's legit?" "Girl, you're smarter than this." Erica rolled her eyes. "It's an obvious scam. No one's buying it." "Then why bother?" Liza pouted. "If everyone knows she's fake, why embarrass herself?" Debra explained, "Truth doesn't matter. She wants the title, not assets."

"The child is simply unlucky. He ran into a polar bear while playing, and half his organs were eaten… If the injuries were not so severe, to the point that his breath is nearly gone, the family's medical skills might have saved him. It's too tragic. He's only seven." "Condolences…" At that moment, a clear voice rang out. "I'll save him!" A young woman stepped forward. She wore a moon-white robe. Her dark hair was pinned up, revealing an exceptionally beautiful and elegant face. At the sight of that face, Isolde's heart skipped a beat. She bore a 40% resemblance to her. Mimi whispered in her ear, "She is Aurelia Valeciel." Aurelia Valeciel was the fake heiress

On my birthday, the family's fake heiress threw herself into the sea. She left a suicide note saying she was giving me back my rightful place in the family. I'd already spent every day in the Carter house walking on eggshells, and in a single moment her death dropped me straight into hell. My parents hated me. "We brought you back into this family and gave you everything. Was that still not enough for you? Why couldn't you let her stay?" My brother blamed me. "You were raised in foster care like some wild animal. You don't belong in this family at all. Chloe was the one who begged us to bring you home. Don't you have an ounce of gratitude?" Not one of them mentioned that my life of suppo