The Heiress Spoiled By Four Brothers And One Devilish Ceo Novels & Stories

"Traumatized woman has breakdown, marries powerful stranger within days, suddenly inherits billions. Is this recovery or delusion? Are her recent actions those of a rational person or someone having a manic episode?" My phone buzzed. Then Dominic's. Then Jules's. All at the same time. "It's starting," Harrison said quietly. I looked at my phone. News alerts were flooding in faster than I could read them. "Van Alston Heiress: Unstable and Unfit?" "Inside Sources Reveal Concerning Behavior from Billionaire Heiress" "Is Scarlett Blackwood Mentally Competent to Run a Global Empire?" "Van Alston Board Members Express Concerns About New CEO's Mental State"

“If they have something to say, they say it directly. They don’t put up with any shit.” “Who are they?” I ask quietly. “Well, Mr. Cross won’t be there. He never is. I think he’s in London.” “Mr. Cross?” I ask as my nerves start building. “The CEO.” “Yes, I know who he is. Everyone does. Although I’ve never seen a picture of him. It’s him and his brothers, right?” “Yes. The Cross family owns everything. Him and his three brothers.” “And they’re all upstairs?” I whisper as I quickly pull out the bright lipstick I bought during lunch and put on another layer. I need all the courage I can get.

he pointed, "— I went to choose it with her. It just ended up on your hand." My tears hit the floor. Mom rushed the steps and grabbed Vivien's wrist. Her voice shook. "Have you lost your mind? She's your sister." Vivien pulled her hand away and let out a short, cold laugh. "Sister? She took my life from me for twenty-six years, Mom. I'm just taking it back." "Don't forget — she was the baby the hospital handed to the wrong family. She's the impostor." Vivien's words dug in, clean as a blade.

“....................” A devil in disguise? Was she talking of Peyton's attitude? “She is Peyton, a spoiled rich heiress who just wants nothing but to Rayn our lives. Since she had a higher edge over me, she controlled his income rate and made me starve all day. To be fact, we were married secretly and it was not that hard for him to deny me and mark him as a mistress and Peyton as his real wife. ” More shocking facts became known to her. No wonder her father cared less about her. So she was truly an illegitimate child from the beginning?

The creatures weren't just destroying the walls; they were destroying everything, and they moved with purpose, with coordination, as if they weren't mindless beasts but something far more sinister. "Raina!" My mother again, more frantic now. And beneath it, I heard footsteps—my stepfather's heavy boots thundering up the stairs. The spell broke. I spuned away from the window and ran for the door, my mind suddenly flooding with survival instinct. The house lurched beneath my feet—an actual physical lurch, as if the ground itself was trembling. Dust rained down from the ceiling, and I heard the crack of wood splitting as the structure groaned under stress.

“Surprised to see me? Didn’t you want to talk business? I’m right here, let’s talk o the bed.” A sick grin stretched across his face. Suzy’s eyes trembled. It finally hit her that she’d walked straight into a trap. The supposed business partner had been working with Thomas all along. Fighting to stay calm, she said through gritted teeth, “Thomas Page, are you insane? I’m the Walsh family heiress. You really think you can lay a hand on me?” “Walsh heiress? Your mom’s barely hanging on, and your whole family's being run by your stepfather and his precious nephew. You think you, a woman, can take them on alone?”

And how? “Before your grandpa died, May his soul rest in peace, he wrote in his will that you become the heiress to his property, which means you'll be the president of his company." “What!" I rose to my feet in shock. Where do I start from? I don't even know anything about running a business. And I am not even the eldest, Cassie is. No wonder she has been acting that way. “Stop pretending and sit, pretender!" Cassie hissed.

“What… what are you talking about?” Clara stepped closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper that felt like poison sliding under my skin. “He’s filthy rich. Old money. Power. The kind of man who could buy this entire city twice over.” She paused for effect, eyes gleaming with pure delight. “But he has the mind of a child. Literally. Spoiled, tantrums, needs constant attention. You’re going to be his nanny for the rest of your life, Celine. Wiping drool, soothing meltdowns, smiling through it all while he throws toys or maybe millions at whatever whim strikes him.” Each word landed like a fresh punch to the ribs.

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

“If you want to know more about The Devil’s inspiration during his games, watch tomorrow’s exclusive interview at KNW Lifestyle Media’s afternoon show. I expect everyone to boost my network’s ratings tomorrow.” Laughter filled the air after Andrew’s suggestion. He then waved his hand at the audience, saying, “Thank you for supporting the Wimbledon Championships and KNW Lifestyle Media.” Back at Savannah’s table, she smirked at the announcement from the Billionaire CEO, Andrew Kentworthy. She said to Hannah and Alina, “So, what did you say about Kate again?” Hannah and Alina were rendered speechless, both alternately expressing dismay sighs. The Nobody they had hoped for was, apparently, a bi