The Heiress Book Ending Explained Novels & Stories

"I'll get your usual caramel latte with extra whip, right?" I smiled, she remembered. "Yeah." Natalie hurried off, returning minutes later with my drink and a giant blueberry muffin. "On the house," she said, plopping into the chair across from me. "Now SPILL. How does a billionaire heiress end up working a normal job and hiding her identity?" I took a sip of the latte perfect, as always before sighing. "Long story." "We've got time," Natalie said, propping her chin on her hands.

"It means the baby is growing properly." She turns her cold gaze to me for just a moment before focusing back on Natasha. "It's wonderful that true love has finally won. That you've been proven to be the real heiress, the rightful one. Unlike some people who have been living fake lives, trying to steal what didn't belong to them for so many years." The barb lands exactly where Abigail intended, but I keep my hands folded in my lap, my plate untouched before me. Natasha plays her part perfectly, looking uncomfortable with the harsh implication. "Oh, Grandma, I don't want to take anything from anyone. I never asked for any of this."

*************** I was woken up by the chirping of birds and the relentless buzzing of my phone. The sun, which had set from the east, almost blinded my face, causing my vision to become blurred. Upon picking up my phone, I almost lost my balance when I saw the news headline. THE HEIRESS OF THE LANCASTER GROUP, NOW MRS. REID HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN BED WITH ANOTHER MAN JUST AFTER THE DEATH OF HER HUSBAND’S GRANDMOTHER. WHAT COULD BE HAPPENING? I quickly got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom. Searching for Alex, but to no avail.

“This is no coincidence.” Bianca hesitated before speaking. “Sir, if she’s alive, this could complicate things for your brother.” “Complicate?” I laughed darkly. “No, Bianca. This simplifies everything. The Gomez fortune is in flux, and an estranged heiress is the perfect key to unlock it.” Marco’s brow furrowed. “What’s the plan, sir?” “Plan? No plans,” I said, standing and adjusting my suit. Bianca blinked, confused. “But I thought you wouldn’t—”

It was not as if she still had feelings for Jacques. It was more about the fact that Dion would become jealous if he knew Jacques was trying to win her over again. Between the two of them, it was pretty clear which one she loved better. Once she managed to gather her composure back, she decided to continue touring the museum since she already paid for the fee anyway, might as well finish it. After some time, she was done touring the place and walked out of there. She grabbed herself lunch and then headed back home. A few hours later, Dion also returned back from work with a bag of gift in his hand.

She should have listened to their warnings, and she wanted to break down in front of them like a child, but her overwhelming guilt held her back. “It’s fine, I’ll be by your side.” Noah held her chin gently and made her look at him with a reassuring smile. Celene then found herself staring at his eyes as they held sincerity in them. “Also, don’t you want to get revenge on your ex-husband and mistress?” “If you do, the first thing you must do is reclaim your rightful position as heiress. Then, as a second step... You must marry me.” “What does marrying you have to do with revenge?” she asked, genuinely confused.

"And what will you do? How are you? I know you are living in luxury all your life. And in an instant everything will disappear. After college, you'll work on a company from the lowest position. Are you ready for that. kind of life? " "I'm ready!" I spat but it sounded more like convincing myself than convincing him. He smirked. I blinked. "Besides, Daddy has other properties. I have my trust fund. I will be supported until college. And yes, I will work on a company. What's wrong in starting from the lowest position? At least I'm earning!" "Then good luck with your plan, heiress." “Not anymore,” I said. "You know what, let's just go to Zach first. I'll bring him some fruit too."

After Channing heard this, his expression changed, and his hand suddenly loosened. Seeing the change on his face, Sydney secretly thought to herself how close it was. Fortunately, Gordon had told her that the real heiress had been in a car accident and had disappeared afterward. The real heiress might have been disabled or braindead after being involved in something so terrible. It was even possible that wild beasts had dragged her away and feasted on her. In short, the real heiress would never appear again. Sydney only needed to play the role well…

He declared in a deep voice and Cara lowered her head, wiping a lone tear that trickled down her cheek. “You’ve only one choice. Submit to me!” As he spoke, she felt a shiver run down her spine at the deep resonance of his voice. Cara lifted her gaze to him, and her gloomy hazel eyes met with intriguing grey eyes. *** Where would this forbidden relationship take them? What led the heiress of the most powerful business empire to live under the identity of a deceased girl? Will the hidden heiress ever regain her rightful identity? Who will be Cara’s savior?

"I'm not the heiress, you all heard the lawyer and stop fooling me... please just let me go!" "You are the heiress. Miss Verlain Mende." I whipped my head. The lawyer walked towards me, folder in one hand, the other in his pocket. Unmoved by the chaos he was about to cause. "What...how?" His lips curved. "Because the declaration just changed”