The Fake Heiress Novels & Stories

She denied that she didn't create the pictures but she knew it was fake and someone sent it to her anonymously. She admitted that she thought I had something to do with the fake Lucia for scamming her. I checked my social media platform for comments. People who were criticizing and insulting me yesterday, are now insulting Prissy. Calling her names. I mean, why would I help scam her, I am a multibillionaire heiress with a generational wealth. Prissy deserves whatever comes her way. “Turn off the TV,” I ordered the maid. I walked to my bathroom to clean up.

The world was collapsing, and my so-called husband and groom was practicing the art of nonchalance. Meanwhile, Madam Helena stepped forward, her poise like a blade, sharp and regal. “Denver, do not stagger out like some injured bull. This is your family’s shame, not ours. If your family wasn’t so despicable, we wouldn’t be here cleaning the mess. Providing us a fake bride? Denver, how dare you belittle my West family?” I gasped, just like everyone else. A fake bride? Mia was fake? My brain went blank for exactly three seconds. Then, like a badly tuned radio, my thoughts came crashing in with static – a fake heiress of a fake Harrington?

I pointed at Sasha's handbag and continued, "That's a high-quality counterfeit. It only costs 300 dollars. The rhinestones on her necklace are from a warehouse. They only cost 15 dollars a pound. As for her father, who's supposedly a coal mine owner…" I pulled out my phone and read aloud the information that my butler had just sent to me. "Dominic Fitch is currently two million dollars in debt. In fact, his name is on the list of untrustworthy people. Sasha—or rather, Sarah Fitch, as per her full name. She's currently unemployed and specifically targets rich men in many dating circles. Is she the so-called heiress of a rich family that you speak of?" Charlie felt as if he had been struck by

She saw Dana cozying up to a wealthy heiress and recently acquiring more designer handbags and cosmetics, which she proudly displayed in her college dormitory. "A wealthy heiress?" Mia asked. Mia's mind immediately jumped to Maya; she understood that Dana wouldn't act without a motive. Gina retrieved her phone. "I've even found some photos for confirmation. It's undoubtedly her, the heiress of the Lane family, the one who's trying to steal your husband." "Indeed, it's Maya." Mia instantly recognized Maya in the photos. However, Mia hadn't detected anything suspicious during this period, as Dana had always maintained the facade of being a supportive friend in her presence.

Gu Yichen sat alone in his penthouse office overlooking the river. Most of the employees had already gone home. Only the lights in the president's office remained on. A knock interrupted the silence. "Come in." Chen Wei entered carrying a thick stack of folders. "You asked for profiles." He placed them on the desk. Gu Yichen glanced down. Each folder contained the background of a woman from Shanghai's elite circles. Heiresses. Executives. Entrepreneurs. Daughters of influential families. Candidates everyone expected him to consider. He opened the first profile.

“Elena, you are being too polite. Do people like her even need to look in the mirror?” The mockery from the group made Sophia fear a sense of joy. She added with sarcasm, “You girls might not know, but she is Renea Morris, the fake heiress of the Morris family.” “So she is that shameless fake heiress. No wonder she doesn’t have any sense of embarrassment.” Renea took them as a rabid dog who liked to bite recklessly. She couldn’t be bothered to retaliate. “Stop right there.” Sophia looked blocked Renea’s path. She was infuriated at getting, ignored by Renea.

"You want me to pretend to be you." "For one night. One gala. You smile, you stand next to him, you let people take pictures, and tomorrow I'm back and none of this ever happened." Isabella's hands were shaking slightly, and she pressed them flat against her thighs as if she could will them still. "We look enough alike. We always have, nobody’s going to be looking that closely at a fiancée they've met twice." "Why can't you do it yourself, Isabella. The real question. Not the gala — why can't you be in a room tonight."

Naturally gifted with a strong memory, I had practiced this test over a hundred times and could even recite the answers from memory. After leaving the exam hall, everyone was eager to know how I had done. I said only one thing: “Better than ever.” Before the scores were even released, Ethan arrived with Mrs. Whitmore to propose, planning to get engaged to Vivian. Mrs. Whitmore had initially looked displeased. After all, everyone knew Vivian was the impostor heiress. In a prestigious family, bloodlines mattered, an heir’s identity could never be handed to an illegitimate child. But Ethan repeatedly assured her that Vivian was exceptionally capable and could get into Yale. Grandpa Sullivan had

When she considered it all perfect, she smirked and Sank into the chair position in front of it. Then without hesitation, she pressed Go Live. A smile spread across her lips—slow, deliberate, lethal as she spoke. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” she said smoothly into the camera. “My name is Mirena.” She tilted her head slightly and her eyes gleamed. “Mirena Sterling, as you all already know and today, I’m going to tell you the story of the Fake Daughter. So, go grab a bucket of popcorn and lock in, because,”

“... getting your fated mate in Crestmoon academy or someone from your pack?” Aurora, my roommate probed. Mate. The sound of it made my stomach twist painfully. “You didn't answer me. Where do you wanna meet your mate?!” She shrieked just as I reached to turn on the shower. “Ain't thinking of that at the moment. Just wanna focus and graduate,” I replied after a moment of hesitation.  If only she knew I already had my mate at sixteen.  But then he'd watched me get banished from the Pack and rejected me coldly afterwards. ***** Lyra Ashbourne refused to sit around and allow her life crumble. After she was brutally betrayed by her family and abandoned by