The Returned Heiress Who Had It All Novels & Stories

"Enjoy the party, Elena. Because by the time Xavier and I are done, the only thing you’ll be wearing is a prison jumpsuit." As we turned to leave, the room erupted into a feverish hum of gossip. I felt Xavier’s hand on the small of my back, guiding me out. The message was sent: The servant was gone, and the Heiress had returned with a King at her side.

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

After talking to them for three years, they suddenly acted like they didn’t know me. “We should leave, Giselle. People are already gossiping and narrating their own stories about what’s happening. Noah would regret this.” Chloe grabbed my hand as I looked at the people passing near us who gave me nasty looks. They were all judging me. “She embezzled millions of dollars from the bank and changed her identity from Laura McClain to Giselle Sullivan. How shameless of her to return to California and pretend like we didn’t know the real her. Doesn’t it sound strange that she left with nothing and returned as this rich heiress no one has ever heard of?” They muttered. “Mr. Blackwood should expose h

"From now on, I'll be Silver Moon pack's Luna. I arranged all those paparazzi myself. Even if he regrets it, it's too late. Sage, I've endured this for years - if you hadn't met Marcus first, what chance would you have had?" I read through all this calmly and couldn't help but laugh. The sound made Cameron look up in concern. "Are you alright, Alpha heiress?" "I'm perfect," I said, still chuckling.

CH 10 POV: Sophia The Lost Heiress Returns By evening, the Hartwell estate no longer felt like a home. It felt like a palace preparing for coronation. Crystal chandeliers shimmered overhead. A red carpet stretched from the grand staircase to the ballroom entrance. Media vans lined the gates beyond the iron fencing. The world had been informed. The lost Hartwell heiress had returned. Sophia stood before a full-length mirror as stylists adjusted the final details of her gown — a silver masterpiece that clung to her like royalty.

She looked away and bit her lip, muttering, “Grandma, I don’t want Harry anymore. I found a better man.” “What…?” The village chief looked at her with disbelief. “Dior, are you being serious?” She could tell that Dior treated Harry sincerely. How could she have fallen for another man so quickly? Dior did not want to explain anything. At this point, she was feeling worse. She quickly packed up and said, “Grandma, it’s true. I’m an heiress in Burlington, and Harry isn’t good enough for me.” “Huh?” The village chief was shocked.

Ethan catching us in the mansion would ruin my plans. I snapped towards the window, and my eyes narrowed at how wide and large it was. I pushed her to it, pulling it open. I carried her onto the balcony. *** We managed to escape, and we were back in my mansion. The party was over, and Keith was going through the signet to see if it had been tampered with. "This is it, the original signet of Mr Coleman. You have a pretty good chance of getting everything back with this." She beamed at his words, the hope of finally being in reach lighting up her eyes.

"The world is going to see that Rossi label. They are going to look for you Hannah." "Let them look " I said. I leaned my head against his shoulder. "They will find a woman who works in a press house and buys her bread in the square. They will find a Trust that belongs to a village. They will not find an heiress. The Hidden Heiress died the day I returned the deed to Marco. What is left is me." I felt a sense of freedom. It was as if the last tie to my life had been cut. The long and difficult journey of my past the struggle and the revenge had been reduced to a fact: I was home.

He was starting to need me. Then she came back. Not as broken, pathetic Celine. No. She came back as Astra Blackwood, some mysterious billionaire heiress with power and money and a new identity that made everyone bow at her feet. She rejected him in front of the entire pack, took half his company, and walked away like a queen. And now Trent was obsessed with winning her back.