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Then, as if recalling something, she added lightly— “Speaking of which… doesn’t the title ‘mistress pretending to be a rich heiress’ suit you quite well? Saves me the trouble of coming up with a headline when I expose you.” Vanessa’s expression froze. “I’ve been part of the Hartley family since birth!” she snapped. “As for Gabriel, you couldn’t keep him, that’s your failure. No one will believe you.” Isabella smiled faintly. “Then let’s test that.” Her voice dropped. “I’ll reveal mine too. The two men you bribed are still missing, aren’t they? Maybe I’ll have better luck finding them publicly.” Vanessa’s face turned pale. “Isabella… you’re insane.”

The people were emerging from the shadows, their eyes hollow, their hands reaching out toward us as if we were the only warmth left in a frozen world. But as we walked, I felt a sharp, cold spike in my mind—a new signature, one that hadn't been on the drive or in the vault. Signature Detected: The Heir. I looked at Dante, but he didn't see it. He was looking at the crowd, his eyes glowing with a territorial pride. I didn't tell him. I just tightened my grip on his hand, the secret burning in my blood like a slow-acting toxin. If the Heir has survived within Ivy’s own mind, is their Happily Ever After just a temporary truce before the final, internal war—and will Dante still love the Queen wh

Isabella stood by the pool, watching him go, her heart aching. The will reading was held in the library. Isabella sat beside Sebastian, Lucas, and Lily in her lap, her mind still reeling from her conversation with Damien. The lawyer read from a document, his voice droning, the words blurring together. Sebastian inherited the estate. Damien inherited the company. Isabella inherited a trust fund she hadn't expected. "Grandfather wanted to take care of you," Sebastian said, as they walked back to the car. "He didn't even know me."

After all, even though I had always been obedient and gentle, I had zero tolerance when it came to betrayal. “Yvonne, do you really understand?” I nodded, curling my lips into a bitter smile. “Zayn, we both have to think of the family. I understand you need an heir. After all, the Levine mafia empire is vast. Someone has to inherit it. “If you think it would be easier, you can bring Whitney home so that she’s cared for. That way, I’ll feel reassured too.” Joy spread across his face when I said those words. He let out a long sigh of relief.

Alessa asked as she bit her lip. “Okay. First thing you should know is, Bryan is the head of the family now and he has everything in his name and not yours. Do you want to know the craziest part? Aiden isn't the heir, it's Aria. Aria is the heir to the Hart’s fortune while Aiden is the heir to mine.” Alessa explained and his eyes widened in shock.

This will be such big news that I wish I could be there in New York to see the look on my family's faces, especially my stepmother. I still can't believe they had the guts to lie to the public that my husband and I got divorced and I decided to give up the business and go live a private life. I still don't know what to do with those people who caused me pain which can never be healed, the nightmares I have every night watching my baby's life snatched out of me in cold hands. One thing is for sure I will never forgive them and they will pay dearly but for the meantime let me enjoy watching Chloe on the TV as she enjoys my place as the heiress. I must say the unmerited position really suits he

This was my battle and I will fight it alone. “You believe, huh, uncle? I will see how you do that. And who says bastards aren't heirs? I, Jessica Holly, is the heir to this empire. You bow to me!” I snarled at him. He uttered a scoff and dumped the papers on my desk. “These show the conditions to your access as the heir.” He said and I dropped my gaze to the papers. I picked them up and the first line made my legs wobbly. What?

She said as she stretched out her hand to receive his. She scanned the room briefly and found no signs of Hydra or Lord Earn. Have they abandoned her? She asked herself with panic building in her chest. Last she remembered, Lord Earn was on his way to the dais to talk to the King. The music began suddenly, Prince Caspian grabbed Larissa's hand firmly as they began to waltz. Spinning and circles and shuffling their feet to the slow, rhythmic music. It was perfect, but even so more when their eyes met.

“Why?” A wry line carves itself on her face. “Children tend to vanish when they venture too far from home. I would hate for any of you to end up like the lost heirs,” she says, and I think she meant it as a joke because her dreary eyes shine with dark humour, but I also think it was a sincere warning. “The lost… heirs?” I repeat questioningly, hopefully a worthy prompt for an elucidation. A ghoulish glint sparks in Hilda’s dull eyes. “The lost heirs; twins that braved into the woods. Rumours speculate that it was to visit their favourite spot by the lake which they visited religiously, but one day… they never returned.”

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.