The False Heiress Trap Novels & Stories

“That’s not what happened. If what you say is true, if the will was falsified, then why all the conditions? Why come and live with us, why not take it all in a heartbeat?” Maria narrows her eyes at me, looking victorious, like she knows all the secrets of the world. “Why not? They needed time to pin it all on you, didn’t they? To make you look like the villain right when you let your guard down the second you invited her in your bed. And with you gone, she becomes the only heir to the riches.” “And give them all to someone else?” “Just think about it. Who in their right mind travel half the world on a promise of an inheritance that might not even exist?”

She leaned her curvy body back against the sofa, allowing her chubby fingers to tap rhythmically against the edge of the marble table. "You Vance people are truly fools..." Vivienne hissed, her voice low, heavy, and filled with the arrogance of a queen who had successfully hacked into the heart of her enemy's command center. "You thought you could imprison me and treat this curvy body like a disgusting object to be passed around on Sunday? Instead, I used Tristan's stupidity and obsessive madness to unlock the door to your golden cage, then walked out carrying away all your wealth." Benita sat down beside Vivienne, her beautiful face hardening with a serious expression. "So what's our next m

"She wasn't, six years ago." "Daniel." I stood up, phone pressed hard against my ear, walking toward the window without seeing anything outside it. "She is CEO of one of the largest luxury conglomerates in the country. She is leading a hostile takeover of Sebastian's company. She walked into his boardroom and he didn't even recognise her at first, which means she's changed enough that even he can't see what's underneath it anymore. This is not nothing, Daniel. This is the opposite of nothing." "I'm aware."

she whispered and he smiled, a smug and satisfied look. “You would really get them back for me?” Adrian asked her and she shrugged. “I love you, it is the least I can do. I will make sure they pay,” she muttered and he nodded, he didn’t doubt her for a second. She was almost as sinister as he, if he got the story right, rumors had circulated that she had climbed a friend to obtain the little stardom and position in society she had. Cassandra Monroe, soon to be Hales, was the queen of sabotage here and he didn’t doubt her if she said she would get them back.

Lola didn't say a word for a moment, but when she finally did, I couldn't believe my ears. "She's going to be the one to take your place." She replied, but I didn't understand. ''What do you mean?'' I asked. "Your stepmother and your stepbrother brought her to impersonate you." She paused and glanced at the door, then continued. "I overheard them talking about it yesterday. Preparations have already been made to welcome her as Miss Grace Wellington. I fear for you, ma'am.'' She said with a saddened face. "Leila has a bad reputation. She's a thief, a sex worker, a bully, and....'' She bit her lips and shook her head. Imagine such a person bearing your name. Imagine what people will say about

No excessive makeup. Yet the icy aura surrounding her made the entire ballroom feel suffocating. Click. Click. Click. The sound of her heels echoed across the marble floor. And with every step— Selena’s face grew paler. “Ve… Vessara…?” Selena’s smile froze completely. Jason frowned immediately. Mr. and Mrs. Laurent abruptly rose to their feet. Whispers instantly spread throughout the ballroom. “Wasn’t she in prison?” “The fake heiress?” “She actually came back?”

My knees threatened to buckle and shame warred inside me, making both felt like poison. “You see, the jewelry box didn't open. And that makes her not your sister.” Tricia mocks and if the students laughed. A few cheered as if the day’s entertainment had been completed. The principal's expression tightened, pleased to see order restored to her neat world. “Well, the jewelry box must be broken like I earlier suggested. And that is why Tricia, the true Belfort Heiress, couldn't open it. For Yvonne, there was no way it could open it because she isn't anything close to a heiress, she is just faking it all”

"Then find a way to keep her away from Madam." Jerry had been waiting for those words. "Understood, I’ll take care of it." Some people think they can climb the social ladder through ‘coincidences’? They don’t realize that families like the Cromwells despise such petty schemes. That fake heiress was bound to outsmart herself this time…

"Your fiancé couldn't resist the temptation at all. I just wore your camisole to his room, and he couldn't hold back." It turned out she had been seducing Adrian all along, ultimately becoming the perfect image of his ideal woman. Because of my past of getting kidnapped as a child and enduring years of hardship, I had cherished Aspen as a sister. I had trusted her blindly, and she had used that trust to steal Adrian from me when I least expected it. Meanwhile, Adrian had only agreed to our engagement for his own selfish reasons. Thinking of that now, I quietly composed and sent a text message. Before long, Adrian arrived, breathless and clearly in a hurry. The moment he entered, he saw Aspen

"He works with evil men. They seek the power of the symbols. They have forced a girl named Valerie to marry my grandsons Noah and Neal. They believe she carries the magic. But they are wrong and they will never get realize it because they would have been dead. The true heiress will come later from Moonshade. She is the one we have waited for." I read the words three times, not believing what I was seeing. Valerie was forced to marry Noah! The man with the snake ring from my vision, he made her do it! They thought she had the magic. But she didn't have it. I did. I was the true heiress. I was the one meant to be here all along. The vision I saw of Valerie being threatened... it was real. They