The Heiress's Rise From Nothing To Everything の小説・ストーリー

It was just slow suicide, and I'd always been too stubborn to do anything slowly. The house was still standing, mostly. That seemed like a small miracle until I realized it was standing precisely because nothing had considered it important enough to completely destroy. The creatures had passed through, taken what they wanted, or what they thought they wanted—and moved on to easier prey. My mother's scream had probably been the last thing of value in the house as far as they were concerned. I didn't bother to go and look for them, both my stepfather or mother. Some part of me already knew what I would find, and I wasn't ready to make that knowledge real.

"I’ve always known that. I know you don’t really like me." "That’s not..." "You look at me like I'm a chore you're forced to complete. And I know you probably disliked me even before you met me," she continued, her voice shaking despite her effort to keep it steady. "Because of what you might have read about me, What people said 'The rebellious heiress'. I know you had your opinion formed already." His jaw tightened. He looked at her for just a brief moment, something unreadable flickering across his eyes. He didn't offer a defense or an explanation, he just turned back toward the door.

"The louder she speaks, the harder she’ll fall when I cut the floor out from under her." The Grand Hotel ballroom was a cavern of Gilded Age excess, dripping with crystal chandeliers and the heavy perfume of the city’s elite. As Evelyn entered, the room didn't just go quiet; it froze. She was draped in a gown of midnight blue that seemed to swallow the light, her presence radiating a cold, magnetic authority that made the "disgraced heiress" label feel like a bad joke. Lucas was the first to approach, his face a mask of practiced regret. Beside him, Iris clung to his arm, her eyes darting around like a trapped animal. She looked frantic, her makeup a fraction too heavy to hide the exhaustion

Meanwhile, back at the Bennetts' flashy villa. The real Bennett daughter—well, now technically Rachel Bennett—was standing stiffly on the spotless marble floor, totally overwhelmed by the glamour around her. Crystal chandeliers, a spiral staircase, designer rugs... stuff she'd only ever seen on TV. "Rachel, from now on, this is your home. Mommy's going to give you everything you deserve," Vivian said, holding her hand with a smug satisfaction, as if doing her a favor. "You're now our Bennett heiress. Those cheap clothes? Not worthy of you anymore."

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.

I wish he was here to see how far I have gone, I wish he could see that I fulfilled his dying wish. But Mason was right, I make a very good Heiress, and my father will always remain a proud dad because today marks a year since I became CEO of white nova robotics. Nova was my second name, and my dad had made sure to name his achievement after him like he knew one day it would be mine. I looked down at my hands, the diamond ring on my finger sparkled under the light of the stars and moon. It felt heavy because it cost a fortune and Mason had given it to me.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.