The Real Heiress Doesn't Forgive Novels & Stories

“It's…all right, Grandma. I appreciate the London opportunity.” “I hope you understand this from his angle. No one expected that you would do this to us. Lisa's unborn child was the family's only heir, but now the baby is gone. Lisa's shocked by the news. It's a really hard time for my family.” It didn't escape me how she referred to ‘her family’. She made it clear that I wasn't a part of that family. Maybe she was trying to rekindle their old relationship. After all, Lisa was my husband's first love and the only woman I couldn't chase away from him.

She should have listened to their warnings, and she wanted to break down in front of them like a child, but her overwhelming guilt held her back. “It’s fine, I’ll be by your side.” Noah held her chin gently and made her look at him with a reassuring smile. Celene then found herself staring at his eyes as they held sincerity in them. “Also, don’t you want to get revenge on your ex-husband and mistress?” “If you do, the first thing you must do is reclaim your rightful position as heiress. Then, as a second step... You must marry me.” “What does marrying you have to do with revenge?” she asked, genuinely confused.

Walter's assistant, Oscar, informed him. Walter gave the stock numbers a chilly glance, indifferent to the Foster Group's heiress. However, his mood was foul, and the heiress, who had snubbed him, was caught in his crosshairs. "How sure are we that Ms. Foster will show up?" asked Walter.

Eynas assisted his queen in her seat. Astra put her face to his face. She looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine" she mumbled and turned her redhead in front of her broods. "Let's welcome, the first heiress of the Erasmus Kingdom!" She growls. "And I declare war among dragons and humans! We will restore our dragon power, the Heart of Magic from them! Scream for me! Scream!" Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound.

I had completely lost my patience. "I'll say this one last time—I am not some fake socialite. I bought all of these genuine designer items with my own money. I am the heiress of the Vega family in Richstead, and I strongly advise you to let go of me right now. Otherwise, you will have hell to pay if you cross my family." Marlene laughed even more wildly. "You, the heiress of the Vega family? What kind of nonsense are you spouting?" She slapped Hugo's arm in an exaggerated manner.

“That I’m nothing here?” Her father looked at her. And for the first time There was no warmth in his eyes. “You are my daughter,” he said. “But you are not the heir.” The room went completely still. Elara felt like the air had been knocked out of her lungs. Not the heir. Just like that. “No…” she whispered, shaking her head. “No, that doesn’t make sense. Then who is it? Why won’t you say it?” “That is not your concern,” he said firmly.

" I slipped my phone into my pocket and regarded my so-called fiance, whose understanding of the law was nonexistent. "So if someone tries to stab me and I dodge, resulting in them striking a wall and injuring their hand, I'm the one at fault here?" I asked. Carlo was rendered speechless. He could only glare at me. Silvia, despite having only a minor scrape, made a scene by using a wheelchair. The entire famiglia acted as her devoted entourage on the way back home. In order to comfort Silvia, Mamma retrieved the famiglia heirloom from the safe. It was a red diamond necklace that was meant to be for me, her biological daughter.

Then he exclaimed, “Fifty million going once? Fifty million going twice, fifty million going thrice!- Congratulations! This pretty lady in a silver dress will now be the possessor of this set of jewelry.” Many people had joined the bidding, but only one winner emerged. No one could believe their eyes or ears, especially Lucas Harrison and the girl sitting beside him who looked ghastly pale. “No way! She can't afford that money.” “But she just did! Who exactly is she?” “Oh, she's Heidi. Heidi Olsen. How could they think that they could contend with the wealthiest heiress in Phoenix City?” The man who spoke was the same middle-aged man who just uncovered Heidi's identity.

“Go to hell, Scarlett! It’s all your fault. You ruined everything I have. I’m the heroine of this world! How did things end up like this?! It can’t be real!” At that time, Francis’s voice came from outside the door. “Mel, are you in there? Dad’s guests came. They would like to see the real heiress of our family. You need to go downstairs.” “Okay, wait for me, Frank!” Melanie was relieved again when she heard that. Regardless, she was the daughter of the Smith family. She excitedly opened the door of her closet to start picking an outfit. In the end, she examined her reflection with satisfaction and went downstairs to meet the guests.

Under my parents' startled gazes, I dropped to my knees and began gathering the shards, hands bleeding, eyes brimming with tears, words tumbling out in apology. "I'm so sorry! I didn't think this through! No matter how precious it was to me, it's not worthy of someone like you—the heiress of the Rodney family." My parents rushed to lift me up, voices thick with emotion. "Eliza, what are you doing?" my father said, his throat tight. "You're our biological daughter!" When I looked up again, Alicia's eyes were already dark with rage that she could no longer hide. So she wasn't some innocent and naïve girl after all.