The Fake Heiress Novels & Stories

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.

The nanny's family eventually noticed that the Coxes had started to suspect them. So they moved up their plan, kidnapped the real family of three, and took their place. Then, in order to get the billion-dollar estate, they started searching for the heiress. They figured that as long as the heiress was killed as well, the inheritance would belong to them completely. The transfer agreement I signed was fake. It was just a prop to fool everyone into thinking they truly loved the heiress.

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

I was in the small sunroom off the library, trying to lose myself in a book, when Izzy burst in, her face unusually pale, a gossip magazine clutched in her hand like a venomous snake. “Angel! Nonna tried to hide it, but I saw it on the newsstand when we went for pastries!” She thrust the magazine at me. The headline screamed across the glossy cover in lurid, oversized font: {BILLIONAIRE’S BOGUS BRIDE! Damien Salvatore’s ‘Fiancée’ A Penniless Painter Hired to Hoodwink Dying Mother!}

Lyn handed her some papers, “your grandfather asked me to hide your identity as the heiress. Only me and the assistant manager knew.” ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎

Damien would do it for sure. All I said was it was going to be an arranged marriage. When I was done with my narrating of the story, she nodded thoughtfully. I sighed lying for the first time to Cassandra and being successful in selling it to her. She always caught.. "You have got jokes, Eden. Damien is obviously not an arranged marriage material. That one month prince guy who never happened to be found with the same girl after a month is doing an arranged marriage! Don't try to fool me." Cassandra raised her voice at last, "I already heard it but you better not take me as Brenda."

"You impostor! How dare you try to act like you're the real thing? Do you want me to kill you?" I was slapped so hard that I couldn't think straight. The bodyguard, Wayne Perry, was looking at me with such hatred and disgust that it was as if he believed I was the actual impostor. I opened my mouth with difficulty and said, "Didn't Fred tell you earlier? Candace is lying!" Wayne just chortled and replied, "Ms. Candace is the real heiress of the Ashford family. You're nothing but an impostor. But I see that you've already gotten too deep in your act!"

He had a business trip but canceled just to be here with her. She looked at everyone present and could notice familiar faces like her siblings, her mother and Logan’s parents and her son who waved his little hands for her to see. She waved took and laughed “Thank you all for being here today for my inauguration, I never thought I will ever get to experience such in my life. Yes I am an illegitimate child and today I become the The illegitimate heiress of the Castillo group” Reporters were there to cover all that was happening and her statement will certainly cause an uproar on the internet.

“It is a peculiar feeling, I do not envy your wealth, Sir, it appears quite trapping.” He turned in surprise to see her face steady and calm, green eyes once more catching his. Her lips were not smiling but still full and enticing even when resting. Puffing out a sigh and looking away he continued his tale. “The truth is, I found that she was a counterfeit countess. All title and no money. Her mother was coaching her in the art of ‘snagging’ herself a wealthy husband. Every sweet word, every little gesture had been curated for my adoration.”

It was clear from his demeanor that he had the air of a playboy. Beside him was a young woman who, while quite attractive, had a style and presence that suggested competence and professionalism. Her gentle smile, however, didn’t quite match her expression, which hinted at a difficult personality. Most notably, her features bore a striking resemblance to Olivia’s, indicating she was Olivia’s half-sister. That meant there was no need to ask about the woman’s identity. This was Sarina, the Fox family’s fake heiress. Lindsay thought to herself, “So, the fake heiress does have some issues, after all.”