The Heiress Return 소설 & 이야기

he blurted out- after a few seconds of torturing me with his gaze. My eyes sharply shot up from the wineglass. "Why? Did anything happen?" "Harriett turned out to be the heiress of the Dell company," he replied as he leaned against the table as if to gauge my reaction. I didn't disappoint because the next second had my lips flying apart with my eyes bulging out.

She gave a peaceful kiss on the tiny forehead and sighed. ‘I don’t know how to be a good mother either,’ she whispered. ‘I thought I’d start with making the world a better place for our little Milo. What do you think?’ I kissed her red lips and then her cheek and nodded. ‘I can’t think of a better strategy.’ ‘I’m going back to Lux Corp,’ announced the heiress. ‘This time I’m not going back for myself or for Papa. This time I’m going back for the family. I’m going to set things right. If it means kicking Papa out, so be it.’

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.

It brought silence. Still, I smiled, a small, dangerous smile. I wished I could see the look on Mrs Smith’s face when the banks froze her accounts, or on Tracy’s when the guards turned her away from the gates of the mansion. I wanted to see Gordon when he realised that the woman he’d pitied, the woman he’d thought he could tame, had outplayed them all. Diana Wilson, the forgotten, the imprisoned, the erased, had returned. And this time, she wasn’t the victim. She was the heir. And she had just claimed her throne.

He suddenly shoots to his feet, taking few steps towards me. I part my lips to speak, but before a word comes out, he closes the distance between us and wraps me in a tight hug. I freeze for a second, then melt into his arms. It’s been so long since I’ve felt this... wanted. When he finally pulls back, his gaze softens as it meets mine. “You’re my only daughter, Georgia. I love you, and I’m proud that you’ve finally come to your senses. You’ve returned to your rightful place. As the heiress of the Ashcroft Empire, and the daughter of Alpha Brandon Ashcroft. That means you—”

"Our border guards have strict instructions. No information leaves this territory without your approval." I'd been back at Crimson Ridge pack for over half a month. Marcus had been searching for me for half a month. Every day brought new reports of his increasingly desperate attempts to track me down. Now he'd tracked me all the way to Crimson Ridge territory. But he didn't know I was Crimson Ridge pack's Alpha heiress. He thought he was searching for a runaway mate, not realizing he was trying to find the daughter of one of the most powerful Alpha families in the region. If he wanted to take even a fly out of here, he'd need the Thornfield family's permission first.

But then his eyes shifted. To me. And I felt it. The exact second he saw me. He froze. I saw the confusion first. The vague recognition. The hunger. And then—interest. “Well,” he said slowly, releasing Sasha’s arm like it was made of glass, “I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure.” Vivian jumped in smoothly, “Nathaniel, meet my cousin. Kaia Reyes. She’s recently returned from France.” I offered my hand. He took it without hesitation, his eyes raking over me in a way that used to make me melt. Now, it made me want to throw him through a window.

Before Her Heir. Sienna’s breath caught. “Her Heir,” she whispered. Harvey’s face paled. “No. No, Sienna, you don’t understand. It’s not just about the bloodline. It’s what you’re meant to do with it. You’re not just the heir... you are the one who will either break the curse or become its next victim.” Sienna looked at the journal again, her heart racing. The final words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain: Her Heir. Her destiny had just been laid bare before her, and she had no idea how to stop the storm that was about to break.

But the burn didn’t ease the knot in his chest. The news flashed on TV. “In breaking news, the missing Hartman heiress has been found alive after twenty-three years…” Adrian froze. The screen showed Evelyn stepping from a black car, surrounded by cameras. “She’s the missing Hartman heiress,” he whispered. Charlotte paled. “That’s impossible.” Adrian barely heard her. Every cruel word he’d thrown at Evelyn echoed in his head. He’d called her a gold digger, said she didn’t belong. Now she was the richest woman in New York.

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’