The Real Heiress Doesn't Forgive Novels & Stories

The biological daughter who is worth billions. Aria's breath stopped. No. No, she couldn't know. That secret was buried. Hidden. "What are you talking about?" Leon had a strong voice. "Oh, you don't know?" Ariana laughed horribly and brightly. "Leon, you married the wrong sister in more ways than one. The woman wearing your family necklace and standing beside you is more than simply an overlooked younger sibling. Like an actress on stage, she turned to face the audience and performed for them. "The real heir to the Hale fortune is Aria Hale.

He was sure that by the end of the night, I would be crying and begging for his forgiveness. “But I really think she’s serious this time,” Ethan insisted. He scoffed, “So what if she is? She’ll come back. Sixteen years ago, the Carter family had a scandal that shook the capital, revealing the truth about the missing heiress. Strangely enough, I, the real heiress, was recognized by the Carter family but was never favored. I had been raised in the countryside by my foster mother and was only brought back during holidays to save face for the family.

But Estella quickly freed herself from his strong hold, replying, “No! I understand that it was your wish, but you didn’t kill my family, Egon. I know it’s a burden. I know everything from the beginning. But you are my friend. You helped me to reconcile with my past. Regarding the king, I don’t think I can forgive him for the time being, but I surely don’t blame you. You never wanted to kill me. So, don’t be guilty about it.” Everybody’s ears went stunned after hearing her. How could she forgive him this easily? Is it for real? Estella guessed everyone’s thoughts, and responded back, “Yes, I forgive you. But as you have the urn back to Lady Evanora, I would wish to have it back. It belongs t

When he brought her like a piece of rag from that lying bitch, she admits that she lost hope but she sees a future now and she can grab it. She is not a whore and will never be one. She is the heiress of GLV Winery and she will not let her story turn out this way. She will not be a piece of wood in the closet of this bastard. She will bid her time and escape. She will find that witch and teach her a life lesson she will never forget. She made Uncle Nicholas squandered all her fortune as if that was not enough, she sold her. Talking about having your cake and eating it too but she will make this earth bitter for her.

"I haven't, why not tell me about it…" Imelda hissed out so loud glaring at the woman she ever regrets having a a mother. "The Zoren's family are inviting everyone to the welcome back ceremony of their Heiress…" she announced. Candi got on her feet forcefully, her eyes widened in great shock. "That must not be true, it can't happen… who the heck is the fucking heiress?" She screamed. Imelda let out a mocking smile. "Screaming won't solve the matter. The worst part of it, is that the Heiress is my maid…"

“Only a qualified girl can be by your side-” “Believe me, she's more than qualified,” Liam grumbled. “Haley is the secret heiress of the DG Group. Is that what you wanted to hear? Are you satisfied?” However, the woman didn't look satisfied. She looked as if she'd lost her tongue. “That's the biggest joke of the century!” She scoffed. “How can this filthy girl with no background be an heiress-” “You can do your research.” Liam interrupted her. “And for the last time, Mum, leave Haley alone. I haven't changed my mind that I can choose her over you.”

"This was your father's wish. If you won't take it, he won't rest easy." I held her and cried for a long time. Footsteps outside. Vivien appeared at the doorway. Her eyes were steel. "Mom. What did you just say?" "You're giving the house to her?" "Why?" Mom looked up. "It was your father's wish." "My father's wish? Dad is dead. Who's to say this wasn't your wish?" "Vivien. That is enough." "That is enough? Mom, I'm your biological daughter." "You give the house to her, what do I get?"

I closed my eyes, savoring this happiness that was soaked in blood yet incredibly secure. The drama of the real and fake heiress had finally ended in my total victory. This is my ending. It isn't a fairy tale. But I am the one and only Mrs. D'Angelo, the Queen of the underworld. (The End)

He declared in a deep voice and Cara lowered her head, wiping a lone tear that trickled down her cheek. “You’ve only one choice. Submit to me!” As he spoke, she felt a shiver run down her spine at the deep resonance of his voice. Cara lifted her gaze to him, and her gloomy hazel eyes met with intriguing grey eyes. *** Where would this forbidden relationship take them? What led the heiress of the most powerful business empire to live under the identity of a deceased girl? Will the hidden heiress ever regain her rightful identity? Who will be Cara’s savior?

I was about to grab the report Casper had just thrown at me when I suddenly saw words floating above Jenny's head. [Finally, this is not the same old real versus fake heiress story. After the female lead goes back to her rich family, she is going to start a romance with the imposter son.] [Real heiress versus imposter son heir. I love this pairing choice.] I was so shocked I stumbled back, and the bullet comments on Jenny's head vanished. I rubbed my eyes, stepped forward again, and the comments reappeared. [So, this is the real heiress's unlucky little victim?]