The Fake Heiress Stole My Life Novels & Stories

Instead, a woman in blood-red silk and stiletto boots marched in, smelling of expensive lilies and arrogance. “Those pelts are shedding. Throw them out,” the woman barked at the head Omega. “And get this gray paint off the walls. I want gold.” I stepped onto the landing. “Who the hell are you?” The woman turned, a predatory smirk stretching her lips. “Lexi Hart. But you probably know me as the woman Cameron actually wanted before he was stuck with a ‘relic’ like you.” The fake heiress. The one who fled to the Southern Territories when Cameron was bleeding out three years ago.

I gracefully raised my champagne flute and gave my analysis. At the height of the evening, Cassian came to my side and offered his hand. "Will you be the queen to my king?" The entire room turned to watch. It was an invitation, and a promise. Just before I could answer, Cassian leaned in and whispered, "Before you say yes, there's one last thing you should know." We walked out to a private terrace. Snow was falling gently. "The night of the graduation party," Cassian said softly. "Those thugs who harassed you… Scarlett hired them. She staged the whole thing."

The opportunity arrived sooner than I had expected. Late one night, I was awakened by the sound of a heated argument coming from my father's study. Hence, I quietly got out of bed and went to take a look at the commotion. "I've had enough, Dad!" Alex's angry voice rang out from within the study. "Look at the state Jennifer is in! How much longer are we supposed to tolerate this?" "What choice do we have?" Dad shot back. He continued, "Do you want us to tell everyone the truth? We found our biological daughter and used dark magic to swap her body with our adopted daughter. Then, we ended up making a mistake! Are you trying to destroy our family's reputation?"

"So that's what happened! He sold himself to save the company? No wonder the real eldest son backed out. The fake heir pulled the ultimate pity play and stole his fiancée!" "I knew Ms. Moore would never willingly give up the Shane family. Turns out she got trapped by this manipulative little green tea man." "Now this is getting interesting. The real heir versus the scheming fake heir who clawed his way up. What a mess." The reporters' cameras swung wildly between Christine, Michael, and me, desperate not to miss a single micro-expression. Christine's face had gone beyond merely ugly. I tightened my grip on Haylee's hand and smiled brightly at her.

I'm the fake heir, swapped at birth. The moment the truth comes out, everyone despises me. Only my childhood friend, Fallon Montrose, still treats me the way she always has. She even invites me to her birthday party. But that night, someone takes compromising photos of me. Fallon and my own biological sister, Joanna Cavanagh, both know the truth, yet neither says a word in my defense. It's all to get back at me on behalf of the real heir, Chase Elwood, who has quietly left home. The photos follow me to work. My coworkers freeze me out, my boss humiliates me, and I jump from the 18th floor. I don't expect to end up a crumpled wreck at the feet of Chase, the one who has been missing for th

The night before our exam scores came out, the fake heiress said it to my face, in front of everyone. "Claire, I hear you're supposed to be some kind of star student. Why don't we compare?" What she didn't know was that I'd known for a long time she was bound to a score-transfer system. In my last life, she set the terms of the bet and had our scores read out in front of that whole room. I became the joke of the city, and the mob online finished me off. "Let's compete fairly. Only the best of us deserves the Bennett name." "When you lose, you give up climbing for good — and I might still find you work as a cleaner." I frowned and waved her off. She only pushed harder. "Unless the sc

Every question on the college entrance exam was one I had seen before. After I handed in my papers, I was the first to rush out of the examination hall. I said to the reporter who was interviewing me, "The questions aren't hard. I hope I'll go to the same school as him!" After I said that, someone yelled, "Cut! Thanks to our generous boss, everyone will get five hundred dollars in tips!" Everyone cheered as my mother slowly walked over. "After you returned to us, you've always scored better than Courtney, and she's been depressed because of it. She said that her entire life was built on a lie. "So, for you—our biological daughter—we built an exact replica of an examination hall and s

“He said the person behind the investment was young.” Her mother's voice became quieter. “Very young.” Lin's heart pounded. “How young?” “I don't know.” She looked at her daughter. “But your father said the decision came from someone in the Gu family.” Lin sat motionless. Gu Yichen. The cold billionaire she had met only weeks ago. The man who had somehow known about her career. The man who had helped her investigate the records. The man who had told her someone was trying to stop her from finding the truth.

I'm Brixton's most notorious spoiled heiress. All because I refuse to back down in a feud with my nemesis, I keep raising my bids at the auction, making sure no one can outbid me. Dad is so furious that he cuts off my cards and throws me into the family business to experience real life. On my first day at work, the department happens to be doing a thorough cleanup. I stare at the spin mop, genuinely baffled. "How do you wring this thing out?" Sandy Melville, another intern who started at the same time as me, gives me a condescending look. "Seriously? In this day and age, there are still people who don't even know how to use a mop? If you're going to put on airs, at least have some

The Sullivans, one of Delston's richest families, are coming to the orphanage to find their long-lost daughter. Before they arrive, my childhood friend, Alex Jenkins, hands me a gold pendant. "Mr. Anderson said you were wearing this when you were first brought here. He told me to return it to you." Comments suddenly begin appearing one after another in front of me. "Wait, Alex gave Olivia's pendant to Rhea? Is he seriously trying to pass Rhea off as the Sullivan daughter?" "Of course he is. Olivia's pregnant. What rich family wants its long-lost daughter showing up pregnant and unmarried?" "They'll let Rhea take her place until Olivia has the baby. Then Olivia can come back, expose her,