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

She answered before hearing footsteps moving away from her room. Her father had arrived, she was lucky that their helpers were able to clean all the mess at the right time. She also made sure that they would not talk about the party she held in their house. Well, with the right amount of money, people can be lure and deceived. People are nothing but a gold fucking digger. That is how Alex’ thinks.

He didn't look homeless, and one can tell from one glance that he is well-read. The truth is I was not finding any of his questions funny as I felt miserable and pained from all the embarrassment I had earlier encountered. I pulled down my shirt for him to see out of annoyance. “Here it is sir, it is a fucking birthmark and I hate it, I will gladly give you if you want it," I said in frustration. “I'm so sorry to bother you my lady, but I happen to come from London, and this mark of yours is a mark that is mostly associated with the royal family, I think if that mark is real, that you may be a princess,” he said, looking surprised at his own words.

He just stood there, staring at me across the crowded ballroom with an expression of complete devastation. The girl he'd thrown away, the wife he'd neglected and humiliated, the woman he'd told would never find anyone better, was Isabella Morrison. Granddaughter of Alexander Morrison. Heir to one of the largest fortunes in the country. One of the most powerful women in New York. And he'd let me go without a fight. The applause finally died down and I sat back down, accepting congratulations from the people at my table with grace and poise I'd learned from watching my brothers navigate society. But I was hyperaware of the Wei family table, of the chaos I knew was happening there.

"This is about the betrayal of a legacy. My father didn't lose a daughter. He lost a vote." ​The noise dropped. The reporters exchanged glances. This wasn't the script. The script was 'Traumatized Heiress Finds Safety in Tech Billionaire’s Arms.' ​I was giving them 'CEO Ousts Dictator.' ​"Are you saying Arthur Vane is unfit?" ​"I am saying the Medusa core belongs to the future. Not to a man who uses his family as collateral." ​I felt Liam move closer. He understood what I was doing now. I was shifting the social class exposure. I wasn't the girl hiding in a Queens walk-up anymore. I was the power in the room.

I turn back to the stack and begin flipping through the pages of the magazine, the images and words bleeding together—until one headline punches me in the gut: “Heiress Whore.” I freeze, ripping the page out and tossing it across the room like it’s toxic. Another headline: “Heiress was embezzling Funds from Her Own Company.” “What the hell is this?” I hiss, looking up at him. Chase shrugs, his mouth twitching into something between a wince and a smirk. “You wanted the truth. Keep going.” His voice is maddeningly calm. Like this isn’t my life unraveling in my hands.

In a world where I wasn’t this broken. *** Welcome to Season 2 of The Heiress and the Four Brothers~ 01102025, Anne Joyce

“The rival bidder is aggressive and well-funded. They are attempting to sow distrust in the market by fabricating information about my company’s stability.” Instability caused by a secret heir and a hacker wife, I mentally supplied, moving to the coffee machine. “We need to look flawless today,” he continued, finally turning to assess me. “Tonight is the Thorne Legacy Gala. Every major stakeholder, every rival CEO, and my entire extended family will be there. Rule Two is in effect: perfection is the only acceptable standard.” “Perfection has a price, Julian,” I murmured, pouring my coffee. He raised an eyebrow. “It does. And I paid ten million dollars for yours. Don’t disappoint me.”

The same technology was later rolled out across multiple industries through Prescott Group, increasing the company's value by tens of billions of dollars. All three Simmons brothers ended up behind bars. Not only had they embezzled company funds, but they had also taken Harper's monthly allowance and funneled it to Agnes. Agnes' bullying of Harper was made public throughout Southford. She lived in disgrace, constantly shunned and looked down on. In the end, her father sold her to an old man to be his bride. Of course, I had made it happen. I'd promised she would spend the rest of her life suffering, after all.

"They want us to plan a small party for their employees tonight. It's a last-minute thing, but they're willing to pay top dollar." TerraNova Holdings. That name was something I never thought I would hear. It was a big deal if I had been recognized by them, I must have done an amazing job at Miss Valeria's party. It was the biggest corporation in the city, headed by the infamous CEO, Ethan Warner. News had it that he just got back from a trip but I have never seen the man before. "That's great news, Sarah," I said, trying to sound as happy as I felt but I faltered. "Accept the deal."

Following this pleasant female voice, everyone turned to look at the woman who walked over under the light. He saw a young woman wearing a rose-red dress walking over with light steps. She had wavy hair that fell to her waist, looking charming and flirtatious. Her pair of peach blossom eyes was shrewd and smiling. "Mr. Lester, you are too polite!" Bernard politely smiled. The woman who came was very strong and charming. She was none other than Richard's older sister, Giana Lester! At such a young age, she was already a famous female BOSS in the market and was currently the CEO of the Lester Group.