The Perfect Heiress' Biggest Sin Novels & Stories

Melissa sneered, turning back to the heiress. "Miss Hale, you are a queen, and you deserve to know that your fiancé has been seen everywhere with this Elara. She’s a gold digger and at first she trapped The Blackwood heirs, Nathaniel Blackwood. Later Nathaniel saw her true colors and divorced her. She is a disgraced woman with no family and no shame. She is trying to crawl her way back into high society through your man’s bed! She is a mistress, a nobody."

“This was also part of his plan. That woman knew she wasn’t your mother. The plan was always to get you in such a state of trauma that he would always have a way to control you anytime he needed to.” “But….why is he so evil? She tormented me all my life… and for what, a few millions?” “Billions, my dove.” My eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Billions???” “Yes. You’re the lost heiress of the Everhart fortune.” He announced, his tone a bit louder at the revelation. “This was your story, and you revealed it perfectly. You and your siblings are the heirs to the generational wealth in our name.”

As she spoke, she lunged forward, trying to tear at Vanessa’s clothes. Vanessa gasped in shock and instinctively covered her chest. “Sienna, have you lost your mind?” Autumn shoved Sienna away sharply. “Do you even have a brain? Whatever Eden says, you just swallow it whole? “You really enjoy letting him lead you around by the nose, don’t you? “And do you even know who she is before spreading filthy rumors about her in public? “You’re all a bunch of ignorant fools who don’t know your place. “She’s Keith Sinclair’s sister—the heiress of the Sinclair family. She was born with everything handed to her.

Just like the night before she planted a slag into my leg, she wore a beautiful pearly smile, the one that lured the weak into her trap before she busted the little fantasy that loomed around her, revealing her very dark and ugly core. Our gazes collided and darkness had swirled in her eyes before she gave me a spine-chilling smile. It wasn’t the evil kind of darkness; it was a mixture of what I’d call amusement and something I was still trying to decipher. Her smile had been almost contagious, stepping in front of her whole family and taking up the role of the eldest daughter of the wealthiest family in all of the states of America combined. The Society heiress! She was flawless, words flow

He said that there is more toil. "What do you need from me?" Saint promised weakly. "We want your power! Your position! And your wealth. And Deus wants to know where the hell is the mafia heiress." Mafia Heiress? Savienna is the real mafia heiress. But I am still claiming it as me because that's what they thought too. "Okay, I got what I wanted. Now I need to erase you to keep your mouth shut." Because of what Saint said, I saw a strange fear that enveloped Gayle's entire being.

she whispered and he smiled, a smug and satisfied look. “You would really get them back for me?” Adrian asked her and she shrugged. “I love you, it is the least I can do. I will make sure they pay,” she muttered and he nodded, he didn’t doubt her for a second. She was almost as sinister as he, if he got the story right, rumors had circulated that she had climbed a friend to obtain the little stardom and position in society she had. Cassandra Monroe, soon to be Hales, was the queen of sabotage here and he didn’t doubt her if she said she would get them back.

“Might be but I’m a fraud there. I don’t belong in high society.” “You aren’t a fraud, Aiden. You earned your place in that circle. So many just find themselves there because of the circumstances of their birth.” People like her… If anyone was a fraud, she knew it was her. She’d spent the first part of her adult life being exactly the kind of thoughtless heiress that gave the wealthy set a bad name. He tipped her head back and leaned down to kiss her. It was a sweet kiss that demanded nothing and gave everything. “You’ve paid a high price because of the circumstances of your birth, Neve.”

But Valeria felt that she had a point in her favor, because she had managed to organize dinner with Máximo and Emily to show her regret, so, for her thinking, she had made a lot of progress. Regardless of what Maximo had told her, she had also shown Margaret, her grandmother, that she was a lady worthy of the prize. There was no room for doubt, Valeria looked at herself in the mirror contemplating what for her was, perfection. A smile formed on her lips as she imagined that she would now have a lot of money and power to spare, because she would be the heiress of the Sinclair’s and the spouse of one of the richest, most handsome, and most desirable men in the country, Maximo Collins.

If love and power were placed on a scale, which would they choose? I let out a cold chuckle. "I'll ask one last time. Who is the true heiress of Skyrise Group?" Before either of them could answer, a woman stormed forward and slapped me hard across the face. It was Christina Sanders, daughter of one of Skyrise Group's partners. "How dare you? A scholarship freeloader like you dared to stir up trouble at Skyrise Group's event? Do you even know your place?" I knew exactly who Christina was. She'd been obsessed with David for years and had always fantasized about marrying him and becoming the future CEO's wife.

All my life I have trained to be the best I could and I honestly think that I am and even with me trying, she still thought I was not perfect. Taking in a deep breath, a answered her as calmly as possible. “The heir is perfect but the female she comes out from who chose the best bloodlines for her daughter made her child anything other than perfect towards her when she abandoned the daughter.” “And her throwing a bloody tantrum is not the way any perfect princess would do.” She raised her voice.