The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life Novels & Stories

Carmen went sprawling on the ground, looking pathetic. Mocking voices followed quickly. “Well, well. Where do you think you’re going, Carmen?” “Didn’t you just say the Riley heiress was cheap and vain, wearing knockoffs and fake bags? Why so quiet now?” “Yeah, we all heard you humiliate her just now. Don’t you think you owe her a public apology?” “Guess it’s karma. Bet you never imagined that ‘cheap girl’ was actually Charlotte Riley, the heiress of Jersey City’s richest family. What happened, Carmen? All out of insults now?”

Reid said, running a hand through his hair. “Her who?” “Jacintha,” Reid cut him off, eyes fixed on Jacintha. “Wish me luck.” He slipped his phone into his pocket, adjusted his cuffs, and went upstairs The elevator when he stepped in. “I'm telling you, this isn't worth the price”, Jacintha argued. “Why would you put this beauty up for just $120,000?” The shopkeeper looked tired and confused. She had run out of ideas. How rich was this Heiress that she thinks, a single ring for $120,000 was too cheap. She had seen spoilt ladies from rich families but this is new.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

He truly intended to ignore her for a good while and just sat back in his armchair. "Interesting, both friends hiding things. One is a hired assassin, making a lot of money but living an ordinary life. The other is an almost trillionaire heiress pretending to be poor. What other secrets does she have? Zany Bay seems to be helping, I don't doubt that." In her room, Elizabeth was surprised when she saw Gaby arrive. She could hardly believe she could receive a visitor, but Richard had been clear; she just couldn't leave the mansion, yet she was on the verge of a breakdown in her room as she told Gaby everything she had discovered.

Mom domineering voice pierced into my ears. I looked at her. "I'm sorry,mom but I've lost my appetite so excuse me. I love the gown. And, about how I feel? Trulyyyy happy because I'd soon escape this hell."I got up. "I see you cannot wait,"she crossed her arms. Eyes boring into mine. "How impatient tho,can the heiress of Winslow be just for marriage!"she spat. My legs felt numb at her statement. "Marriage is not an achievement,dear."

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.

Her brows knitted and she chewed on her bottom lip as she read out loud. “Hello, my wonderful fans. It's been a long ass time, but your baddest bitch is back, and she's back with loads of drama! Eek! The last time I brought the tea, you all called me a marriage destroyer and all sorts of names, but look how that turned out. I saved their marriage-by destroying it nonetheless-but at least no one is being lied to. Both spouses are happily separated. As always, I bring out the truth. Now, I have returned with more juicy stories. There is a billionairess out there whose husband is squandering her family's money (on me) just because she's infertile. There's more to the tea than meets the eye.

"Let's face it. Edwin's the best you'll ever get. That's why you can't move on. But no matter how bitter you feel, he's not yours anymore. I, on the other hand, have always gotten what I want." I clicked my tongue and remarked, "This is the first time I've heard of a rich heiress with a thing for picking up other people's trash." A burst of laughter came from behind. "Ms. Wright, you certainly don't hold back!" Diana froze as Janet Howard walked in. "Heiress?" Janet scoffed and said, "Diana, is that what you've been calling yourself in public?" Diana's face darkened, but she gritted her teeth and held her composure.

he concluded, his gaze piercing through the camera lens and seemingly into my soul. "Kamille Manor," I murmured, the weight of those words settling upon me like a mantle. It was a name that carried both history and responsibility, a legacy that had been obscured by betrayal and tragedy. The room fell silent as what was said sank in. "Is this real?" Belle whispered, her voice barely audible over the murmurs from the television. I nodded slowly, still trying to process the enormity of what this revelation meant for me and my children. It was a turning point, a chance to reclaim not only my family's fortune but also its honor.

Emma always had delusions of grandeur. "Emma?" Rachel's laugh was bitter. "Her name is Emelda Jones. The Jones family, Allen. The most powerful people in the city." The whiskey burned his throat. "That's impossible." "Why? Because she was with you?" Rachel's voice dripped with venom. "Because someone from one of the most elite families in the country couldn't possibly love a man like you?" Each word was a knife to his chest. "That's not what I meant." "Then what did you mean?" She grabbed his arm, forcing him to face her. "Explain to me how your ex-girlfriend – the one you said was a nobody from the countryside – is actually an heiress worth billions."