Novel & Cerita The Stolen Heiress's Revenge

Vivienne had secured her position in the Winters family for two reasons: Sterling's assistance and her marriage into the Blackwood family. Yet now, the Blackwoods rejected her. As for Sterling, he had been increasingly despondent since my departure and suffering consecutive defeats in business. Without these two men, the true Winters heiress—whom Vivienne had once displaced—took her revenge. Vivienne was first kidnapped and beaten, then her shares in the company were seized. Having become an overnight laughingstock, Vivienne could not possibly accept this fate. Compared to the disgrace she had brought upon the Blackwoods, her deception toward Sterling seemed minor. So, she went to Sterling's

“Because if I don’t, I’ll forget who I am.” And for a split second, I almost let it slip. Almost told him the truth, that I wasn’t Mara Vance, an ambitious assistant climbing the corporate ladder. I was Amara Blake, heiress of the man Damien had supposedly destroyed. But fear held my tongue. If I told him now, I’d lose everything. The plan. The revenge. And maybe… him. I turned away, blinking furiously against the sting in my eyes. “You should find someone else,” I whispered. “Someone who can give you what you want. Someone who isn’t me.”

Could it be… Could the person backing her be the rumored Mason Hunt? Janice felt even more hatred in her heart. Summer could climb up the ladder all she wanted, but why did she have to hurt an innocent man? She needed to bear with it. Summer would pay the price very soon. Janice would make sure she got revenge for Chandler. "Mrs. Hunt." Jessica carefully walked toward Rosanna. Rosanna snapped back to reality. Then, she slapped Jessica without even saying a word. "Mom!" Janice gasped and rushed to Jessica's side.

BRAD I'm taken aback by the transformation. Gone are the mahogany furniture and leather chairs, replaced instead with dark red velvet and metal restraints. The walls are adorned with various whips and chains, and a St. Andrew's cross stands prominently in the corner. Mrs. Raina, the woman I've been trying to impress for weeks in order to secure her vote for CEO, smirks at my reaction. "I see you like my little secret." I swallow hard, trying to process what I'm seeing. "I had no idea you were into...this."

Reid said, running a hand through his hair. “Her who?” “Jacintha,” Reid cut him off, eyes fixed on Jacintha. “Wish me luck.” He slipped his phone into his pocket, adjusted his cuffs, and went upstairs The elevator when he stepped in. “I'm telling you, this isn't worth the price”, Jacintha argued. “Why would you put this beauty up for just $120,000?” The shopkeeper looked tired and confused. She had run out of ideas. How rich was this Heiress that she thinks, a single ring for $120,000 was too cheap. She had seen spoilt ladies from rich families but this is new.

THE HEIST QUEEN BOOK 1 Intro; For seven years, Nadia Laurent has been the world’s most elusive thief. Known only as The Heist Queen, she has stolen priceless artifacts, infiltrated the most secure estates in Europe, and vanished without a trace. To the world, she’s a criminal mastermind. In reality, every heist is part of a much larger mission to uncover the truth behind her father’s murder. She’s closer than ever to the answers when she crosses paths with Roman Vance, the relentless investigator who has spent years hunting her.

Meg stepped forward, her eyes ablaze with righteous fury. Silence consumed the office, and officer Gabby was left in a state of dilemma. He once heard that the heiress of the Song family is heartless and cold. Could he risk his life just for a cheap penny? “Didn't you hear her?” Enzo yelled dangerously. “I… I….he stammered. He felt his gut wrench as Enzo snapped his fingers. And before you know it. Hefty, dangerous men walked in. “I will speak, I will speak”. He could feel his own ragged breathing as he pleaded silently.

Milo asked her. “I’ll just have some dessert and wine, I’ve eaten a little before I came here.” She replied. “Dion has arrived in Athens, hasn’t he? I just updated him the latest news on Christian. The package has arrived at his doorstep. Both him and Layla have gotten into a fight and right now the police has arrested him.” Milo calmly spoke as he took a sip of his whiskey. Ajax was silent in the corner, observing the conversation without uttering any words. “I see, I guess I was expecting it. I just didn’t expect everything to be happening so quickly.” Deep in her heart, she knew that this was the moment her revenge was going to be realized.

"The Golds are maids? Does that even make any sense to you?" "You should know, young mistress, that I have been searching for you for years. So I have proof. Enough of it. They thought they'd taken everything you and your parents owned. But what they stole was only just a percentage of your real wealth. I've been searching for you to reclaim your throne as the last heiress of the Delacroix."

She bolted up from the bench and started screaming, calling for her. “Saffron!... Saffron! Please don’t do this to me! I can’t accept this money! It’s–” “Then give it to me,” a young guy who was jogging past stopped in front of her while beaming. “Get lost!” Anny yelled and started looking around for Saffron. “You said you don’t need the money. I need it. My girlfriend left me for a wealthy classmate. I want to seek revenge on her by taking her best friend shopping.”