The Fake Heiress Novels & Stories

The day Nathan's company went public, he came to the Bennett estate exactly as we'd agreed. Everyone assumed he was finally going to marry me. But the fiancée he brought with him was Vanessa. "I run a public company now. I need a wife who can stand beside me in front of a camera. "Vanessa is the Bennett heir, and she runs her own charity foundation. She's a better fit for the role than you are." He placed the keys to a Manhattan apartment in front of me. "After all these years together, I'm not going to leave you with nothing." He had no idea. Vanessa was just the baby the Bennett family had mistakenly taken home twenty-two years ago. I was the one they'd found and brought back. The real Ben

I died on the day they thought I eloped. Three years ago, Alex's seriously ill mother wanted to see me one last time. Alex's mother was also my adoptive mother. She cared for me for over 20 years before the Horner family found me. I anxiously rushed to the hospital with Alex, only to be stopped by the fake heiress, Kelly Horner. In a moment of panic, I yelled at her, and she tumbled down the stairs. My parents happened to witness this upon returning home. Unable to explain myself and only wanting to see my adoptive mother, I left home without explaining.

"I didn't mean to ruin my sister's engagement banquet." The tears spilled over while she was still talking. And the eyes around the room shifted, one by one. "So she's the real heiress?" "Then what does that make Elena?" "A fake. That's all." The whispers were getting louder, sharper. I couldn't breathe right anymore, and without thinking, my hand tightened on Alexander's. Like he was the last thing keeping me from going under. "Alexander." My eyes were already burning. You promised me. You said you'd marry me no matter what happened.

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.

he said, each word carved from steel,"you will all be fired before you finish your lunch." Hands shook. Phones lowered. Screens were frantically cleared. But the damage was done. Everyone had seen Kai's arm around me. Heard him claim he was my fiancé. Seen Alan's reaction. To them, the dots were already connected. Julia Carter — the fake heiress begging for financial help — was now suddenly in the middle of a love triangle between her boss and a new auditor. Scandal.Louder than ever.Heavier than yesterday. Kai realized it too. "Jules…" he whispered, regret flooding his eyes. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to pull you into more trouble."

"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.

I smiled faintly, raised my glass, and continued my introduction to the guests. The banquet ended smoothly. Everyone now knew that the Hartley family's biological daughter, Amanda Hartley, was intelligent and gracious. And that imposter? She was just a lunatic who spread lies about others. From now on, she'd spend the rest of her life haunted by those very lies. I strode forward and pushed open the villa doors. In the warm glow of the lights, Mom and Dad came walking toward me. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you… Amanda, happy birthday!"

"Listen up—even if you're back now, this family and the engagement with the Frosts can only be mine! Trash like you from the sticks are only worthy of worshiping the ground I walk on!" As soon as she finished, she suddenly threw herself backward with a dramatic gasp. "Ah! Jemima, why did you push me?" The fake fall was smooth and practiced, like she'd studied thousands of trashy fake-heiress melodramas. Too bad it was me she was trying to mess with. The instant her back hit the ground, I drew in a breath, gathered all my strength, and let out a scream ten times more tragic than hers. "Ruth! What's wrong?"

“Go to hell, Scarlett! It’s all your fault. You ruined everything I have. I’m the heroine of this world! How did things end up like this?! It can’t be real!” At that time, Francis’s voice came from outside the door. “Mel, are you in there? Dad’s guests came. They would like to see the real heiress of our family. You need to go downstairs.” “Okay, wait for me, Frank!” Melanie was relieved again when she heard that. Regardless, she was the daughter of the Smith family. She excitedly opened the door of her closet to start picking an outfit. In the end, she examined her reflection with satisfaction and went downstairs to meet the guests.

"This isn't ours! Our shop is the most upscale bridal boutique in Ausville. People like you don't belong here. Get out, or I'll call the police!" Crossing my legs elegantly, I cast a disdainful glance at Rosalie and said slowly, "Call the police? Sure, let's have them decide who's impersonating me, who destroyed my receipt in broad daylight, and who's slandering me." As I spoke, I pulled out my phone, ready to dial. Aspen's expression shifted, and she screamed, "Alice Lowe! Don't you dare!" Why wouldn't I dare? There was nothing I wouldn't dare to do when dealing with a wannabe imposter!