The Heiress Path To Payback Full Movie Novels & Stories

Seconds later, my eyes widen with realization and my heart nearly implodes. “You p-paid off my debt? All fifty thousand dollars?” She nods, her lips stretched in a stiff smile. “I even added ten thousand dollars as compensation to Mr. Montessori’s company. When I found out that you were owing money, I was appalled. The heiress of the Machiavelli empire should never have to borrow, beg or owe anyone when she has everything she could possibly want within her fingertips.” My heart swells with gratitude and tears sting my eyes. “Thank you so much. I’m very grateful for this and —”

I gripped the edge of the table. The screen cut to a split graphic. Left side: Giselle’s recent headshot, elegant, composed. Right side: a grainy still from security footage—Octavia standing over an open grave, face half-turned toward the camera, and unmistakable. The headline crawler at the bottom scrolled in bold red letters: BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS NEARLY BURIED ALIVE BY STEPSISTER. I grabbed my phone and dialed Giselle’s number, but it went straight to voicemail.

He frowned, “watch your tone.” “I asked you a question, Lucas. Don't mess with me.” I replied, with anger burning within me. “Why shouldn't I mess with you? Who are you? You're nothing but a pathetic heiress with nothing in her bank account. No money, no assets. Nothing.” “My child is in Kate. You can't do this to me!” I wailed, “God, you're quite slow.” I blinked.

His assets were frozen, his name disgraced, and his empire crumbled. As I sat back in my chair, looking out the window at the city below, I couldn’t help but smile. This is just the beginning. You can't escape the wrath of a billionaire heiress.

And then—on my wedding day—he pulled the biggest fucking betrayal. He proposed to my woman. Right in front of everyone. Right in front of me. I had never felt rage like that in my life. It burned me from the inside out, but the anger had subsided when she left him standing there—humiliated. He had chased after her. But he never got her. Just like I knew he wouldn’t. And that should’ve been the end of it. “Where is he now?” Swift asked, breaking the silence. “I heard he’s a CEO now. Took over his family’s company.”

She asked, hugging me from behind while I only stayed silent watching the whole drama. If it were my past self, I would have been moved by her kind words but I know behind those words comes dangerous ideas that she won't hesitate to use. I know she would do anything just to get a little bit close to the top. Getting the position of director means you'll have access to everything in the entertainment center except the person with the highest shareholders, which is our grandpa and I. Getting the position means she's just two steps away from achieving her aims. It is worth using all means to achieve but too bad it won't be easy to achieve.

He was a good actor and smooth talker, surely he would be able to persuade her parents about her death. It made her even more sure to go along with her initial plan. That day, after she was done with her checkup, the doctor said she would be able to go home the next day. However, she didn’t know exactly where she would go at the moment, she had no money and no passport. She could contact her family back home and got Christian judged, but it would be too easy. She wanted to take revenge on him, having him jailed immediately wasn’t satisfactory enough. As she was thinking about it, something that had been buried on the back of her mind resurfaced. She knew someone who lived in Athens. Someone

After leaving my husband, who did not love me, I restored my status as an heir to a super-rich family. With newfound clarity and determination, I reclaimed my birthright and embraced the responsibility that came with it. No longer bound by the constraints of a loveless marriage, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment, guided by the unwavering support of my family. As I stepped into my role as heiress, I vowed to honor the legacy of generations past while forging my own path towards a future defined by resilience, strength, and unabashed authenticity.

"Did you just… hit me?" "Already lost a few brain cells from the impact?" I sneered and shook my hand to chase away the numbness. "Let this remind you who I am, dumbass. I'm the true heiress of the Blanc family. I wasn't adopted like Bella, so why the hell is she wearing my engagement dress?!" [4-Star Madness. Reward: 30,000,000 dollars.] Cha-ching. The rush was intoxicating, and so was the sudden jump in my bank balance.

To secure the Brooks empire, their parents set two conditions for choosing the next heiress: Each daughter must present a business proposal strong enough to elevate the family business… And each must secure a fiancé from a reputable family to strengthen the Brooks name. For three months, Nina worked like her life depended on it—because it did. Sleepless nights, endless research, countless drawings. This was her chance to finally prove she belonged in the family. That she wasn’t just the adopted child. That she was worthy. But the chance had slipped through her fingers. Clara, her half-sister, had stolen her project. And now she stood there acting like a saint.