The True Heiress Strikes Back Novels & Stories

“Exactly. The real heiress kept a low profile for years. Of course she wouldn’t come in shouting about who she was. Freya’s act was way too obvious.” Freya and Chuck froze completely. “No. That’s impossible.” Chuck muttered under his breath. “She worked at my company for years. How could she be the group’s heiress?” Then he seemed to remember something and suddenly turned to Freya. “Wait. Didn’t you have the family pendant? The one you showed us before? “Were you lying to me this whole time? Was that pendant fake?” Freya desperately shot him a look, telling him to shut up. But it was too late. The words had already left his mouth.

“That’s not what happened. If what you say is true, if the will was falsified, then why all the conditions? Why come and live with us, why not take it all in a heartbeat?” Maria narrows her eyes at me, looking victorious, like she knows all the secrets of the world. “Why not? They needed time to pin it all on you, didn’t they? To make you look like the villain right when you let your guard down the second you invited her in your bed. And with you gone, she becomes the only heir to the riches.” “And give them all to someone else?” “Just think about it. Who in their right mind travel half the world on a promise of an inheritance that might not even exist?”

But the burn didn’t ease the knot in his chest. The news flashed on TV. “In breaking news, the missing Hartman heiress has been found alive after twenty-three years…” Adrian froze. The screen showed Evelyn stepping from a black car, surrounded by cameras. “She’s the missing Hartman heiress,” he whispered. Charlotte paled. “That’s impossible.” Adrian barely heard her. Every cruel word he’d thrown at Evelyn echoed in his head. He’d called her a gold digger, said she didn’t belong. Now she was the richest woman in New York.

The perfect illusion. The perfect false heiress.

Ethan was convinced he could break me, turn me into a submissive wife to enhance his own standing. I wasn’t just Bella Sinclair, the former inmate fiancée he could humiliate. I was Isabella Hartman, the trillion-dollar heiress to the Ashcroft throne, the tech dynasty that made Blackvale look like a footnote. I’d taken on a disguise so I could be with him, so I could keep myself from being mistaken for his enemy. But I had been blinded by love, and betrayal had opened my eyes. I was done hiding. My hands shook when I reached for my phone again, opening up to a number I hadn’t dialed in years. After the first ring, a second, a familiar voice came on, calm, expecting this call. “Isabella?”

Everyone will betray me, in the end, even him. I rose and headed into the hallway, needing to assess the mansion's layout, find any secrets, any potential escape routes should he decide to kill me. I turned and saw three maids staring. Their gazes were cold, unwelcoming. The brown-haired maid rolled her eyes, and they began to whisper, not even bothering to hide it. "She's the Sterling heiress... the broke heiress." "Oh, I've heard about her," another chimed in. "The boss probably bought her. It's obvious what she offers him. Her body." They laughed, a cruel, mocking sound.

I removed her hands from my jacket and looked into her eyeballs feigning annoyance. “Don’t you understand all I had said at the night of the party enough or you are just proving to be adamant?” “Leonard, are you just going to dispose of me just like that” she scoffed. ”You just treat me like this. Do you know I had to leave one of my modeling deal I had gotten in London just to come back for you.” she continued. “Why are you playing the victim out of a sudden? Did you not just date me only for my money and then leave me later on after using me.”

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 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…"