The Unbeatable Heiress Comes Back の小説・ストーリー

She ignored the lady’s scorching gaze and walked out of the company. There wasn’t any cash with her, she had no money to go back home. Home? She didn’t even have anywhere to go. She didn’t want to go back to the same person who humiliated her, she was scared he might do worse if she went back to his house. “Miss Zara.” She turned back immediately she heard her name. To her surprise, she found Harry’s cousin there. She wanted to snap at him and ask why he was calling her name, but then she decided not to pass aggression on. “Hey.”

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.

For the first time, fear flickered behind his composure. Power wasn’t control. It was exposure. When I walked away, my heart thundered but my steps never faltered. The crowd parted like a tide. Somewhere, a journalist was already typing the headline: ‘The Lost Abram Heiress Returns — Family Secrets Resurface at Charity Gala.’ Mia caught my eye from across the room, her smile trembling with pride. I exhaled slowly. I’d done it — not as a broken survivor, but as the woman I was meant to be.

Everything in me feels locked, tense, the sorrow of having just lost someone dear to me battling with the anger and the feeling of betrayal and helplessness because he’s not around anymore for me to confront him. “What’s not permanent?” I finally ask even though I don’t really care right now. “The will,” she drags with a heavy sigh and pauses, waiting for me to catch up. When I don’t react, she continues. “The girl has to come and stay here for a year and only then can she inherit the hacienda. If she refuses, or leaves for more than a week before the time is up, it goes back to you.” Now that makes me stop and finally lift my eyes to her. My breath catches in my throat and my vision narrows

They moved with unnatural grace, their presence alone sending a chill through the pack. The First Heir’s smile deepened. “My brothers and sisters have come.” My heart pounded fiercely in my chest. The ancient heirs—the ones who had been wiped from history—were alive. And now, they stood before us. Damien growled, muscles coiling like a spring ready to unleash. “We’ll fight them all.” I gripped the Queen’s Fang tighter, its blade pulsing with light as if sensing the rising danger. “Then we have no choice.” The eldest of the cloaked figures stepped forward. Her eyes glowed with a terrifying light, a cruel and ancient power that seemed to warp the very air around her. “You trespass on sacred gr

Emily said she should only focus on helping Charles revive his company if she wants to be cherished by his family forever. She felt so stupid for believing her mother in the past. “When is the registration set to commence? We are participating in the competition.” Allison answered and a dulcet smile tugged at Gloria's lips. This time, she wouldn't relinquish a thing for Bella. She'd do the opposite of the things she did in the past and make things right. It's time to make Bella and Charles pay for what they did to her.

Not because there was nothing to say but because everything we could say was too large to fit into words yet. I stared out the oval window, watching darkness swallow the wing, my reflection faintly visible in the glass. I barely recognized the woman looking back at me. Her hair was tangled, her eyes too sharp, too awake. There were faint scratches along her collarbone and wrist—souvenirs from a rooftop where the truth finally stopped hiding. I wasn’t the Hidden Heiress anymore. I wasn’t the substitute. I was the girl whose grandfather had signed her death warrant before she was old enough to understand what betrayal looked like.

She flipped the report card on the table. “A voice record.” I unlocked my home page. I played the voice record and increased the volume. “Jayden Bieber is the new CEO. He's blocking my way. I don't have an issue with Theresa.” From the anonymous voice, “Theresa is the heiress's of the Barbados. She's there to hinder us. We can put both of them to silent.” Racheal bulged her eyes. “It's more than what it is.” She exhaled deeply. “You guys aren't safe.”

Behind her, she could hear Marian and Zoe returning their attention to the television. Within seconds, they were laughing again. Amber kept walking. When she reached her room, she closed the door behind her quietly. Then she walked toward the window. The massive estate stretched before her. Beautiful. Expensive. And built partly with money that should have belonged to her mother. Her fingers tightened around the gown. Sixteen years ago, they threw her away, now they wanted her back. Amber looked toward the skyline beyond the estate walls. A faint smile touched her lips.

Hannah fought through it all and even as the world tried to break her, she discovered a strength she never knew she had. Destiny, it seemed, has a strange way of circling back; what begins in darkness can still find its way to light. This is not just a tale of revenge or inheritance — it is the story of a woman learning to rise after every fall. It is about courage in the face of fear, forgiveness and the kind of love that heals even the deepest scars. In the end, THE HEIRESS RETURNS: RECLAIMING MY LEGACY is more than a story about wealth, status, or revenge.