The Real Heiress Doesn't Forgive Novels & Stories

After Channing heard this, his expression changed, and his hand suddenly loosened. Seeing the change on his face, Sydney secretly thought to herself how close it was. Fortunately, Gordon had told her that the real heiress had been in a car accident and had disappeared afterward. The real heiress might have been disabled or braindead after being involved in something so terrible. It was even possible that wild beasts had dragged her away and feasted on her. In short, the real heiress would never appear again. Sydney only needed to play the role well…

"It's fine, Calvin. She has every right to be angry. My return disrupted her life. Turning to me, she said, "Joanne, if you can't forgive me, I'll speak to Mother about transferring some of my shares as compensation. I only ask that you stop resenting Calvin. He's innocent." She emphasized her return and compensation, a calculated reminder to all that I was the usurper, unwilling to let go, while she was the wronged heiress, generous despite her pain. Sure enough, murmurs spread through the crowd.

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?

For a moment, I saw when her smile faded a little and when it came back, it was already as bright as the sun does, as if there were no problem in the world. “I see… you’ve heard about it.” She let go of the wine glass as she crossed her legs. “Considering our situation, it’ll be an easy sight to put your interest in.” She suddenly motioned her hands in the air. “The famous heiress of ZBC broke off the engagement with her ‘unwanted’ fiancé. Hilarious, isn't it?” “Unwanted?” Now, that peaks my interest. “Hmm…” She sipped to her drink before answering me with an emotionless smile. “You probably haven't heard the part that his mother and half-sister don't like me?”

Who could this be? She quickly replied, [Absolutely not. Give me a number, I’ll pay you any amount you desire. Just so you know, I’m the heiress of the Jordan family, so you can’t afford to mess with me. If you choose to cooperate with me, however, I’ll reward you generously.] Undaunted, the person merely replied, [You have nine more minutes to decide.] Tiffany gritted her teeth; she had no choice.

I rushed toward it and pulled the curtains back, but the glass was reinforced and the latch was locked from the outside. I was on the second or third floor, overlooking a sprawling, manicured garden. Escape wasn't going to be as simple as a climb. "Yeah, well, tough luck!" Ezra’s voice rose again, dripping with a bitterness I hadn't heard from him before. "She wouldn't have believed it either way! You think she’d just sit there and accept that she’s the lost heiress to the Whitmore empire? That her 'mother' was actually her real father’s ex-lover who stole her from her cradle out of some twisted, psychotic jealousy!?"

"Sorry doesn't fix this, it doesn't undo seven years you’ve wasted on an undeserving fool. Sorry doesn't erase the fact that you abandoned your family for people who threw you away like garbage." I couldn't speak. I couldn't do anything but sit there and take it because he was right. "I won't forgive you," he said. I nodded I had expected that "But," he continued, "I will give you a chance, one more chance" I looked up. "What is grandpa? Whatever you want, I’ll do it” "I will only accept you back into this family and give you the fortune you left behind—“ I cut him off. “I don’t care if you take my fortune, I don’t want to be the Vale heiress, I don’t want anything but your forgiveness—“

“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.

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.