The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming 소설 & 이야기

It was almost 12:00 am She saved the document and closed it, feeling a small sense of satisfaction. Then, instead of shutting the laptop completely, she clicked around absentmindedly. Old files. Archived links. Things she hadn’t looked at in a long time. That was when she saw it. An old headline, saved in a forgotten folder. She clicked. The article loaded, and she laughed under her breath almost immediately. WILFRED HEIRESS CAUSES STIR AT RACING EVENT — Sources Say Billionaire’s Daughter ‘Unapologetically Reckless’

The kind of place powerful people use when they don’t want their names recorded. I didn’t bring security, if this was a trap, I wanted it to spring cleanly. The hostess didn’t ask my name, feels like she already knew I was coming “Private room, end of the corridor.” she said. I walk down the hall slowly, no hesitation, no fear. Just readiness. I opened the door and there she was, I couldn't believe my eyes. Hailey’s mother. She looked so calm and composed. Not grieving, not fragile. Power radiates off her like controlled fire.

We are strong and we refuse to let them kill our dreams and visions. “Well, I have no idea what you are talking about. But I just…” I paused, tilting my head slightly. “I heard the heiress hasn’t made any real public appearances. Not until recently—at the Wellington event. The one all over the news.” “I was there,” I added calmly, not accusing or anything. “I saw her. And she was wearing a mask. No one’s actually seen her face.” I gave a small shrug. “So it’s just… interesting that you’re saying you played golf with her last week.”

Sharee gritted her teeth. “Who are you?” She demanded again. Her voice was less irritable this time but it was still cold. The darkness did not move. Instead, a soft chuckle drifted from it. “I am Nobody. But one who may be your last, depending on how much you are willing to offer.” Sharee trembled, but she did not say a word. Just then, the torches flickered as a faint breeze passed through the courtyard, but the person standing beyond their reach did not step forward.

*************** 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.

“Smart girl. Don’t worry — I’m not interested in your little love story. I have bigger plans.” He walked to the desk and handed me an envelope — thick, unmarked. “This will cover the exact amount. No more, no less. Deliver it to Heather, and she’ll have no excuse to linger.” I took it, my hands shaking. It was heavier than I expected, like it carried more than just money. “And the favor?” I asked quietly. “When?” His gaze turned cold and his mouth curved into a grin before he said, “It wouldn't be fun if I tell you now, would it, princess?"

“ Answer me! Isn't that it? Isn't that the reason why you ran in here almost breathless, unable to think before stepping in here?” “You think that's it?” “ How could you get married to her? She is a club girl, she told me everything, you keep showing me that I would have been better without you” “ Club? You hate her because she is a nobody? You think she is a nobody? She told you that? Nortia is the heiress of the Edward’s company, the rightful one, yes her parents is dead but she isn't and would never be a club girl” My mother's face pale at the name I had just mentioned, grasping my father's arms for support.

All eyes darted toward the private rooms upstairs, waiting to see if the mysterious elites would respond. Then, a crisp, poised female voice rang out. "Three hundred and ten million." No way! Another bold bidder had entered the ring. And this time, it wasn't just guts, it was wealth, real wealth. Heads whipped around. “Who was that lady? Which family is she from?" “Never seen her before. Maybe she's one of those hidden heiresses, kept away from the public." “She's got confidence, poise… That girl must come from serious money. Maybe even on par with the elites upstairs."

“I’ll return Chris to you soon.” “No rush.” Jessica’s voice floated softly and disappeared into the wind as the driver drove off. The security guard noticed Mandy bringing someone inside and stared several times. Everyone knew Mandy’s identity now. She was the heiress of Hurricane Media. Besides Collin and Jaden, Mandy had the most power. Who could the man she brought be? “I’m on the 19th floor.”