Novel & Cerita The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

"I thought it was weird at the gala — this whole person I'd never heard of just appearing out of nowhere. And when I asked Mrs. Whitmore if you and Vanessa were twins, she just smiled. Didn't say yes, didn't say no." Nora looked at me. "You've got that face right now. The uncomfortable one." "It's not what you're thinking—" "It's fine, you don't have to tell me." She narrowed her eyes. "I'll figure it out anyway." She went full detective mode. "Okay so… ruling out distant relative… you showed up out of nowhere and got folded into the family…" She stared at me. "You're the real one. Has to be. Otherwise why would the Whitmores bring you back at all—"

The phone on the nightstand buzzed—a notification from a news app. BREAKING: ST. CLAIRE HEIRESS DISAPPEARS AFTER GALA SCANDAL. SPOTTED IN BLACKWOOD MAYBACH. I didn't look at the screen. I looked at Killian, my hands reaching for the hem of the black silk. "Don't make me wait, Little St. Claire," he growled. "You're on my clock now."

"Yeah, I want to be that hammer in her hand. Miss, hammer me!" "She's so beautiful. Could all of this be just a publicity stunt?" "What nonsense! Who would risk their life for publicity?" "Do you even know who she is? That's the heiress of Four Seasons Incorporated, a company worth billions. She doesn't need publicity!" "But isn't the heiress of Four Seasons Incorporated named Kimberly? I've seen Kimberly. She's nowhere near as gorgeous as this woman." Someone then provided a detailed explanation in the comments about what had happened five years ago. This led to a flurry of differing opinions.

"You have a husband who refuses to let you carry anything alone. I've already hired a capable personal assistant who's been fully briefed on everything you'll need tomorrow. All you have to do is walk in." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "What would I do without you?" He thought about it for a long moment. "Nothing," he said. "Absolutely nothing." "You're so proud of yourself." "Extremely." He scooped me up, bridal style, already moving toward the bedroom. "Now let me show you an upgraded version of Patricia and Marcus's advice.” *** By morning, every major outlet in the country had a headline. LENNOX HEIRESS RISES FROM THE DEAD, RECLAIMS BILLION DOLLAR EMPIRE

A minute later, her door burst open and Helena—her ever-stressed personal assistant—stormed in, holding a tablet like it was a ticking time bomb. “You need to see this,” she said breathlessly. “Helena, what—” “It’s everywhere.” She thrust the tablet toward Isabella, and her heart dropped the second she saw the headline. > Laurent Heiress in Secret Relationship with Blackwood Tycoon – Sources Confirm Intimacy Inside Family Estate Below the headline was a blurry photo of her and Alexander walking through the gardens at dusk. His hand was on the small of her back. Her face was tilted toward his, her expression soft and unguarded.

"I haven't, why not tell me about it…" Imelda hissed out so loud glaring at the woman she ever regrets having a a mother. "The Zoren's family are inviting everyone to the welcome back ceremony of their Heiress…" she announced. Candi got on her feet forcefully, her eyes widened in great shock. "That must not be true, it can't happen… who the heck is the fucking heiress?" She screamed. Imelda let out a mocking smile. "Screaming won't solve the matter. The worst part of it, is that the Heiress is my maid…"

"Billionaire Heiress Nora Meliś Missing After Charity Gala." Shit! The nightmare has only just begun.

Taken when we were leaving. Walking toward the door right after that moment. His hand wasn’t on me anymore, but we were still close. Too close. My head slightly turned toward him, his gaze fixed on me like he hadn’t looked away yet. It looked… intentional. Like there was something there. Something more than what actually happened. My eyes moved up. And then I saw the headline. “Business Heiress, Emery Kingsley, seen with the Underworld Boss, Zander Darkmore.” My heart stopped.

Every respectable person in the city was invited to attend. Everyone knew that the mysterious Finnigans had an heiress who had gone missing years ago and had recently returned. So, many of them were curious about her. I arrived early at the venue. Some of the guests didn't know who I was, so they began openly talking about me without knowing it. "I heard that the heiress eloped with a random guy." "It wasn't a random guy. I read the news. He's actually the newest heir to the Ramsay family in Kendleton."