The Hidden Heiress Novels & Stories

“I’ve been using the wrong name my entire life.” Lucien gently squeezed her hand. “No.” He smiled. “You’ve been becoming the woman worthy of both names.” She smiled through her tears. For the first time… She embraced it. Elara Quinn. Hidden heiress. Last daughter of the Quinn family. She took another step. The lights brightened. The massive doors of the Sanctuary slowly opened. Warm golden light spilled out. Unlike the cold fortress outside… The interior felt welcoming. Almost peaceful. Inside… The entrance hall was breathtaking.

"To my biological daughter, Sarah Lin Vance. Welcome back to the high table. It is time to come home to London." Sarah stopped breathing. She stared at the screen. Her entire world seemed to change in one second. She wasn't just the poor girl from New York anymore. She wasn't only Adrian's contract wife. She was the hidden daughter of the House of Laurent. Sarah was the secret heiress to the biggest fashion dynasty in the world. And someone had just come to claim her.

They simply buried down their head as if wishing the floor would open and swallow them. Jayden stepped forward, his face pale, his voice trembling. “I knew who it was. I mean the heiress.” My father turned sharply to him. “What are you talking about?” I glanced at Jayden warningly but he ignore d and voiced it out loud. “The heiress,” he said. “The Cross heiress. She is... she is Arabella.” The silence that followed was deafening. Celine froze. Her face went white. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. She stared at me, her eyes wide, her body trembling.

“You knew her?” Auren’s silence was an answer. He looked away, as though the past had claws. “We don’t have time for that story right now. But you deserve to know she wasn’t just anyone. She was Luna of the Hidden Court. And you—” His gaze met mine again, sharp as a blade’s edge. “You’re her heir.” The words sank in slowly, painfully. “That’s impossible.” “I wish it were.” Something inside me trembled — not fear this time, but something rawer. The air around us seemed to hum in response. The faint silver glow from my hands began again, faint but growing.

Why doesn't she want Clarissa to leave Rod? "Why not? If I don't leave Rod, he'll reveal one of my secrets. That's more terrifying!" "They know I'm not really dad's child. That I was just adopted. I don't want them to expose it to the public. I'll lose my inheritance." Clarissa said, almost crying. 'Oh my God! This is a massive revelation!' Karen said beside me. Even I was shocked. So that's why the attorney told her, she hasn't gotten the wealth of the Malaque because she's not really the heir.

She opened them and wore a pitiful look. “Thank you, everyone, for accepting this work proposal from the beginning. It’s your decision to work for me and now that you decline, I can do nothing…” She started and took a break. She squeezed her hand in each other, fixing her teary eyes on them. “Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady,” she said. “There’s a young billionaire heiress lady, who has always lived her life in hidden because she believes wealth is dirty and she didn’t want to get involved in it. One day, she finds out a secret of how wealthy people ganged up and killed innocent peoples,” she narrated.

"Family scandal, probably. Secret affairs, illegitimate children, cover-ups. Rich families are experts at hiding inconvenient truths." The twins had abandoned their ship-watching to listen to our conversation. "What's an heiress?" Ethan asked. "It's like a princess," Alexander said confidently. "Not exactly," I corrected gently. "An heiress is a woman who inherits a lot of money or property from her family." "Like if you died and left us all your money?" Alexander asked with typical four-year-old directness. "Hopefully that won't happen for a very long time," Thomas said quickly. "But yes, that's the general idea," I confirmed.

I look at her as she smiles, then she stands up. She begins her speech. “As you all know, the Hera Consortium activities were supposed to stop after the death of the former president and his missing daughter. The former president made it clear that his daughter would be his successor after he left. Because of the missing daughter, we couldn’t continue business, so it was put to a halt. Now, his daughter has arrived, the new Hera president, and the Hera Queen, Katherine!” She motions to me, and they all chant again, “Welcome back, Your Highness!”

The grand finale was about to begin. And in the heart of the mansion, the "Invisible Heir" was waiting to deliver the final, absolute slap to the woman who had tried to harvest her world.

Shella cringed at the thought that crossed her mind. "You have a crush on Sir Lucas, too, Shella. I could accept it if he had chosen one of us. But not that brat. We don't even know where she came from" She was exasperated. "Is she a secret heiress like Madame Skye? I don't think so. She is too pathetic for such drama" She rolled her eyes and scoffed in contempt. "I'm a heiress but it's not a secret. Not a pathetic too"