Novel & Cerita The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

He had not expected, three weeks before the wedding date Preston's office had already begun coordinating with caterers, to feel something close to relief at the thought that the woman he'd actually be standing across from might not be Isabella at all. He found her in his office at noon, having come up on her own without an escort, which Isabella had never once done in eighteen months of moving exclusively through spaces other people prepared for her. Sebastian watched her cross the room and felt the same low, unfamiliar current he'd felt at the gala not the practiced appreciation he'd trained himself to project around Isabella for the cameras, but something rawer and more inconvenient, the p

I was Celeste Kingsley, the heiress, the investor, and the woman no one could ignore. The world had no idea what was coming.

His face was expressionless, but his presence was so imposing that no one dared even to breathe too loudly. After ending the call, he let out a scornful chuckle. He could not believe that Foster Group, teetering on the edge, would turn down an opportunity practically handed to them on a silver platter. The catalyst for that mess? None other than the Foster family's young heiress, who had burst onto the scene out of nowhere. "Mr. Walter Gordon, there's buzz that the elusive Ms. Foster will grace tonight's charity gala with her presence. And word has it, a prized piece from the Foster family's private collection is going up for auction," Walter's assistant, Oscar, informed him.

As the show’s popularity skyrocketed, online discourse erupted, and social media was flooded with trending hashtags: #CanAnOrdinaryGirlBeWithAWealthyHeir #DoRichHeirsHaveAConscience #ShouldVictorHarlowMarryYvonneSullivan For days, these hashtags dominated the trending charts across all major social media platforms. At nearly the same time, a bizarre incident occurred on the beach where Victor and Yvonne were vacationing. A stunning aurora unexpectedly lit up the clear blue sky, seeming to align perfectly with Yvonne’s presence. The spectacle was caught on camera by tourists and went viral almost instantly.

"Are you sure you want me to attract the monsters so that you can test out your weapons?" "Oh, don't waste your time. You're probably halfway to a mutation anyway, so might as well use your life to help us!" Afro chipped in. I didn't say another word, only returning quietly to my room. At night, the village chief came to check our handbooks. I was the only one who didn't have one, so I was brought to the watchtower that was covered with human bones. Suddenly, the sea wind picked up, the trees throughout the village creaking and groaning in the darkness.

Giselle's POV Dad smiled, a peace, satisfied smile. "That's my girl" he said. Nicholas immediately jumped into the conversation to elaborate more. " The entire city will be there, Gigi." Nicholas said, his voice filled with an almost boyish enthusiasm. "Politicians, business moguls, aristocrats, all the prominent families in the city." My heart swelled a little at the thought. It was finally happening. For years, I had been the hidden heiress, the whispered name in the society circles. People had speculated about me. Painted their own version of who I was but no one had eventually see me. Even if they did, I didn't look it. Until now.

"Dead. Cremated. Gone. Just like that." "Confirmed," Adrian replied, slouched on the velvet sofa with his tie loosened, eyes fixed on the flat-screen TV showing a still image of Nirvana Castillo beneath the grim headline: Heiress Confirmed Dead in Tragic Accident. Siara laughed. Loud. Unrestrained. "Finally! God, I thought she was going to haunt us forever." Adrian gave a half-smile. "Don’t get too cocky. It wasn’t us who did it. Atleast if anybody asked.."