The Outcast Heiress's Last Stand Novels & Stories

Reluctantly, he withdraws the court order and turns to his lawyers, “Do something about this, now!” “Definitely, Master Lao,” the three lawyers bow down before him then leaves. Benjie Lao turns to Sarah, “For now you win. We will respect your wishes but remember, I’ll be watching you." The standoff is diffused, at least for the time being, as the Lao clan retreats. Sarah has successfully defended her position as the sole heiress, but she’s sure that the battle for her family's wealth far from over. After all the drama, Catherine, and Vincent Feng applauded Sarah for her strategically handling the situation.

But I wasn’t there. I was still upstairs. Still hearing his voice. One night. Still seeing the way he looked at me, like I was something he actually wanted. From silent daughter of Kingsley Heathingway to the woman offered pleasure by the very man she’s been forced to marry. Everything had changed in a matter of hours. But I didn’t have to make a decision tonight. No. I’d make it later. When I was alone. With a bottle of Heathingway wine. And a memory I couldn’t shake.

Just a little bit of alcohol and I'll be fine. I sneaked out without Ben or my bodyguards. Bodyguards will just a hindrance to me. I drive my own car while wearing my sexy spaghetti dress and high stiletto. I wore my sunglasses the moment I enter the bar. The people gave way to me because I know in one glance they will knew me. "She's the heiress of the Hepburn right?" "Yes...I heard that she got herself in trouble again," "Trouble? Again?" "Yeah...she had a fight with Lauren Hill. You remember the witness in Genalyn Carter's case?"

“Christ, the fact that your fiancé sits through your bullshit and still wants to be chained to you for the rest of her life baffles me. I’m not here to fucking tell you to move on, I’m ordering you to do so. Your ex-mistress, ex-lover, ex-baby mama whatever she is to you, has William Sterling as a lawyer. Aside from a lawyer who’s got a lot of beef with us to bury you, she has a multi-billion-dollar company and enough fortune to wipe you out of existence if she wills it. To put it in a nutshell, Olivia Cabello happens to be the heiress of the Montefalco fortune and the most sought out single female in the States. She is not yours anymore.”

Elise stood at the bottom of the stairs, a vision in a crimson velvet dress, identical to the one I had worn on the night I chose revenge. A chilling smile played on her lips. She looked like a predator, poised and ready to strike. She turned around, a crowing glint in her eyes. "Do you like my gown? Oh, I almost forgot… it's quite identical to the one you wore the last time, but I think this one is better." I stared at her, my gaze unwavering. Giving her the death stare wouldn't achieve anything. I needed to think, to find a way to escape this deadly game, or perhaps even fight for my life.

A girl like her, who cannot complain. “Uncle… come with me!” “This is my promise to your father.” Wilhelm told her. “Leave Askavan and head to the Territory of the Wolves. And then find the Auctioneer. Tell him the time has come for him to return his favor to the Reiss Knight.” Cataleia clenched her jaw and rowed as fast as she could, afraid to lose her promise with her uncle. She never dared to look back at the bloody battle behind her. The sound of dancing swords causing sharp friction against steel and steel caused the girl to shut her eyes even more. She curled into a ball and embraced her leg as the boat rowed away.

And although he refuses to sit at the same table as me, Klen prefers standing by my side as he begins to answer most of my queries about Claudette Silverstone. From my conversation with Klen, I am able to discover that I am indeed reborn again and at the same time, the clock moves backwards into five years before my engagement with Matteo. And that is the time before Matteo and I even met each other. I also learn that Claudette is the last living Silverstone across Anacortes, and she also happens to be the last heiress of the Silver Moon Pack. If my memory serves me right, back in the present time, the Silver Moon pack was considered an extinct pack after the rest of them got infected by an

Meg stepped forward, her eyes ablaze with righteous fury. Silence consumed the office, and officer Gabby was left in a state of dilemma. He once heard that the heiress of the Song family is heartless and cold. Could he risk his life just for a cheap penny? “Didn't you hear her?” Enzo yelled dangerously. “I… I….he stammered. He felt his gut wrench as Enzo snapped his fingers. And before you know it. Hefty, dangerous men walked in. “I will speak, I will speak”. He could feel his own ragged breathing as he pleaded silently.

I focus my gaze before me and inhale a deep breath. “Honestly, I hope that’s the case.” I slowly slide the flashlight upwards—I spot a floating, fiery orb in the distance. I move reflexively and shoot my arm across Atticus’s chest, jarring us both to a standstill. A flaming orb blinks into existence growing in size with every heartbeat, flickering, flaring. A feminine silhouette skulks out of the darkness, rising from the ocean of black. Each step chilling and gradual, posture rigid. Hilda.

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.