The Heiress Unexpected Polyandry Novels & Stories

"Why?" "Money, mostly. Her father wants influence on the board. She thinks marrying in accelerates that." He shrugged, the motion tight. "She's been circling since before you and I even knew each other. This story is just her trying to make an opening where none exists." "Does it work? Creating doubt like that?" "Only if we let it." He held my gaze steadily. "I don't intend to let it." I believed him. That was the part that unsettled me most, more than the article, more than Vivienne's careful cruelty. I believed him completely, and I hadn't fully believed anyone outside my own family in longer than I wanted to admit.

He was the one who caused our baby’s death. "I know you did it out of jealousy," he said calmly. "But I hope you realize your mistake. Mia is out of your league. She’s rich, famous, beautiful, talented, gentle, sweet, and knows how to captivate everyone—even in bed. And you… you’re just a housewife with no assets of your own. You only have my money. We had a baby in one try, while you struggled all these years. If you had accepted that the baby was mine too, we could have been happy. Even though it wasn’t yours, it was still mine. I bet Mia wouldn’t mind if we raised the baby together. You want a child, don’t you?"

He grab my arm as he cried out, "My boy! I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I am a selfish man. A very, very selfish man. I should be the one to be blame. Not the accident or the storm. It's I who planted this problem." "What? What are you saying--I can't-" He look at me and sighed "About thirty five years ago, your father was the next heir to the throne. In accordance with the law, I forced him to marry a girl he doesn't want. Right before their wedding, he left. No note, nor trace. I've searched for him and return empty handed. He's a smart lad. You and him are very much alike..." He bowed his head and sigh. The lines on his face appear deeper than before. It almost made me pity him but know

stop Ares. Gabrielle's face turned annoyed at Ares' ban. He then looked at her disapprovingly. "Are you guys playing me?" accused Gabrielle. Nun and Ares in unison shook their heads. "That's not what we meant Young Master!" Ares said confused how to explain it. "Then?" "You see, Young Master, we can arrange a strategy first to make Miss Elea willing to marry you. If you are forced like this, I'm afraid that Miss Elea will be angry and refuse to enter this house!" Ares answered hoping that his Young Master's brain could respond well.

Penelope yelled angrily. "Abby! What do you mean by your words?" "I mean, Aunt Phoebe is practicing polyandry," Abigail stated flatly. "And I'm not talking nonsense, Grandma. That's the truth." Abigail glanced at Penelope and Phoebe alternately. "That's not true, right?" Julie looked at Penelope with worried eyes. "Of course, that's impossible. How could a respectable woman like my daughter do such a crazy thing?!" Abigail sneered. "Respectable women don't choose to steal someone else's husband. Being a mistress is one thing, but having two husbands?"

he declares, his gaze not leaving her, “you are my sole heiress. Your inheritance, however, is contingent upon producing a male heir. Until that time, the company will be entrusted to the capable hands of my esteemed friend and brother-in-law, Chairman Vincent Lee Feng.” "Sarah manages a brief smile, hugging her grandfather and granduncle tightly. 'Oh my God, it's actually happening,' she thought, a knot of anxiety tightening in her stomach. 'So, help me God.' Her grandfather has mentioned it days ago, but she hadn't anticipated this – a formal announcement in front of the entire family." Among the assembled relatives, Benjie Lao's eyes flashed with fury. A predatory glint entered his gaze,

Chrushvan saved her, saying, "Yes, she is indeed our daughter-in-law. However, they are divorced now, and it's a complicated story that we'd rather not discuss." Mrs. Durbin, realizing it was a sensitive and personal matter, respected their wish and changed the subject. Meanwhile, Mr. Weltons, who had been informed by Athena about her background, was not surprised by the conversation. Mrs. Durbin then turned her attention to Mr. Weltons and inquired about Athena's mother, asking where she lived and why she wasn't present. Mr. Weltons calmly explained that Athena's mother had passed away during childbirth, casting a somber atmosphere over the conversation. Everyone around the table accepted t

Was he inspired by Bridgerton or something? “So, Sera, when I said this afternoon that you have an important role here … I meant it.” I did not reply to my foster father's words, I just stayed silent and watched, waiting for his next words. Reggie smiled facing his four sons. “Whoever among the four of you can win Sera’s heart and marry her, I will make him the main heir of the Blackwood Group.” I spit out my drink. “Wha?!”

She chuckled, “Anyway, what was the important thing we needed to discuss?” “I want you to stop.” he simply replied, earning a puzzled look from Celene. “Stop what exactly?” She glanced at him, puzzled by his words until he looked into her eyes and gently took her hand, causing her to flinch. Somehow, feeling uneasy about the words she was about to hear. “It’s time to stop pretending to be an orphan. Marry me and reclaim your rightful position as the heiress of one of the biggest company empires in the country.”

Nicholas actually smiled. Edward rubbed his forehead. “This is going badly.” “Good,” Lydia said. I liked her. Definitely my sister. Edward walked toward a table inside the vault. Documents lay across it. Old. Original. One page had Isabella’s signature. My heart tightened. Edward pointed. “The twin clause.” I approached. Lydia stood beside me. Nicholas behind us. The document stated that in the event of multiple female births to the primary maternal line, the current holder could designate one heir.