The Lost Heiress And Her Dear Tycoon Novels & Stories

It was really awkward for Natasha to be calling me this early. "Hey sis" "Hey Nat" "How are you?" "I'm good what is up?" "Have you been online today?" "No not yet, been busy all morning... why you asking?" "Nothing really... just that there is something you should see" I was curious to know what she was talking about that I did not wait for her to say anything else before i ended the call. I went online and I was shocked to see the news. My pictures and Adelia's were all over the media with the headline THE TYCOON'S SEX CONTRACT LEAKS.

He asked his friend. "What's the information you got?" He asked directly. He's not in the mood for anything, all he wants right now is the information that his friend has gathered. Colin took a deep breath before answering him. "I just found out that she really is the lost heiress of James Pressman. She was lost because her mother took her away..." "She took her away?" Philip asked, puzzled. "Yes. Jean just disappeared together with their child." "And what was her reason? Does he know?"

Sicilia was considered la crème de la crème, the heart beating of the class society with her diamonds and designer clothes. Pedro was suspicious, and he knew that the death of the old Duke’s only daughter did not only benefit Mrs. Simons, but he also guessed that she had accomplices from other prestigious families. So, until then, Pedro can’t let Alexander know Maya’s real identity- that she was the sole heir of the highest and most powerful company in the society- the Greenwillow. At first, it was a hunch that Mrs. Simons was indeed related to Maya, but upon meeting her, he was convinced.

Tyler snapped at the woman. With teary eyes, the woman turned to leave. She had never expected that Tyler would act like that. Upon seeing him with a woman who was dressed in a simple dress, she thought that because she's a beautiful heiress of the company he had collaborated with she would have a chance with Tyler. It didn't occur to her that she would experience such treatment. Tyler raised an eyebrow when he heard Jade's soft chuckle. "You're not a gentleman, Mr. Zimmerman," she teased him.

He was eccentric at times, yes, but he never thought it went further than his love for looking good. '...The rest of the team was easy to reel in, Irene wanted what you two once had, Amelia had wanted revenge and she needed money for her fancy lifestyle. and that was that. I know my time at the mansion has come to an end, but whichever way you will see fit for me to exit, I will forever be grateful to you. I regret the pain that I caused you. You were and you will always be the love of my life until there is no breath left in me.

He wouldn't dare to say no to that. I stared at the city view ahead. From here, you can see the Atlas building with its funny looking logo on top. It is the largest building in the city currently. When I found out that Camilla was the lost heir of that billionaire company, I couldn't believe it myself. She was just a loser whom I met in the club where I used to work as a waitress. She would scrub floors and toilets. Customers would be rude to her. She was a nobody. But that incident with Lester happened. It was supposed to be me.

They went over to her and they both bowed in respect. “We want to offer you a mating contract to be our mate and become the Luna Queen of this pack,” Rafferty said. “I always wanted a mate I will truly love,” the heiress said. “I believe with time, Love can blossom” Treyton chipped in. “I will need time to decide now if you will excuse me,” The heiress said, and she left their side to go stand with her father. With his side eyes, Rafferty noticed the girl who had been dancing with his brother entering one of the mansion halls and he sneakily followed her quickly.

she said, her voice dripping with faux curiosity. “That’s none of your business.” Her smile faltered, but she recovered quickly. “Is it because of her?” I stiffened, my eyes narrowing. “Her?” “Yasmin,” she said, almost accusingly. “Is she the reason you’re so obsessed with this partnership? The heiress in Las Vegas—you think she’s like Yasmin, don’t you?” The mention of Yasmin’s name was a slap to the face. I snatched the whiskey glass from her hand, the liquid sloshing dangerously close to the rim. “Leave.”

Every piece of information led me in circles. My task was clear, find the president of the Lunaris Fashion Empire, marry her, secure the bond, forge the alliance, keep the bloodlines intact, protect the fortune and expand the territory. It sounded ruthless, maybe even outdated. But that was my world—wolves and legacies. And the missing heiress? Yeah. Turns out she’s the girl I’ve been dying to have too, a stripper. I laughed bitterly, still unable to believe. “She was right there, Briar. All this time.”

I wanted to call out for help, but a part of me suspected I might be kidnapped, and alerting whoever was holding me might not be the best idea. I slipped on my slippers and stood up, feeling a bit dizzy. My head throbbed, but I managed to move forward. I gripped my hairpin tightly, using it as a makeshift defense. As I stepped out of the room, I took in the grandeur of the mansion. It was huge, even bigger than mine, and beautifully decorated. The walls were painted white, and the hallway was adorned with various art pieces. The opulence suggested that my kidnapper was wealthy, which made me wonder what their motives were because it was clear that they don't need money from me.