The Unwanted Heiress Novels & Stories

The Unwanted Wife has finally come to an end! ✧ To be honest, this wasn’t how I originally planned to finish the story. But somewhere along the way, my heart changed, and so did the ending. I know some of you may be surprised that the epilogue was written from Lucas’ point of view, but I chose to write it not to justify his actions, but simply to tell his side of the story. I genuinely felt like he deserved that. And truthfully, I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night unless I shared his backstory, and that’s how the epilogue came to life.

Simultaneously I brought my hand closer to her to shake hands, but I was disappointed because she didn't seem to pay attention to me. Instead, she faces my husband again. "Oh, my nephew, you got married already? Why didn't you even invite me? My feelings hurt. Where did you get this woman? She looks ordinary to me. I didn't know that your taste towards women is just plain. I want to introduce you to someone who was the heiress, but I guess I'm late." The sarcastic response of her aunt to Leonard.

“So you think that betraying your fiancée and sleeping with her sister was reasonable. Do you also find it reasonable that you’re half naked and about to be single for the rest of your natural life, or is that just a happy coincidence?” Delphine stood, barefoot on the old wooden floor, and somehow still managed to look regal. That infuriated me most of all. “You can joke all you want, Eve, but you have just thirty days. Good luck finding someone to marry you once word gets out. The desperate heiress, dumped right before her deadline. It’s practically a headline.” “Desperate Heiress does have a nice ring to it. Very tabloid chic.” “You think this is funny.”

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?”

“We’re in our house, in our goddamn living room.” “In your house?” Her voice cracked like a whip. “In case you’ve forgotten, this isn’t yours anymore. None of this is. It belongs to her now. To Hailey Vale, the stripper heiress who just hosted a softcore orgy in our ancestral estate and made the cover of three tabloids.” She flung a rolled-up paper across the room. It slid to a stop in front of Marcus. “STRIPPING HEIRESS CLAIMS THE LACHLAN THRONE.

A little voice in her head whispered, Run ,You don’t belong here. But Kayden stood like a wall next to her solid, fierce and unbothered. Unshakeable. Some of the pack bowed, others hesitated. But one of them stood out , one of the maids in the back slipped away quietly away from the crowd , phone clutched in her hand. “ He brought another woman,” she whispered through the phone , making sure no one could hear her. An hour passed. Kayden gave her a quick tour, never letting go of her hand.

Then, as if recalling something, she added lightly— “Speaking of which… doesn’t the title ‘mistress pretending to be a rich heiress’ suit you quite well? Saves me the trouble of coming up with a headline when I expose you.” Vanessa’s expression froze. “I’ve been part of the Hartley family since birth!” she snapped. “As for Gabriel, you couldn’t keep him, that’s your failure. No one will believe you.” Isabella smiled faintly. “Then let’s test that.” Her voice dropped. “I’ll reveal mine too. The two men you bribed are still missing, aren’t they? Maybe I’ll have better luck finding them publicly.” Vanessa’s face turned pale. “Isabella… you’re insane.”

Prescott's search for a suitable heiress, and I was the chosen one. I puzzled over Mrs. Prescott's intentions, my mind racing with questions. "But how can I be heiress when I'm not directly related to her?" I asked "I'm only carrying her grandson's child. Why does she want me to be heiress and take over? Is that even possible?" "It's not about blood ties," he explained. "Mrs. Prescott's obsession with having an heiress stems from her desire for control and legacy. She believes a female successor will ensure the Prescott family's empire endures."

Damian's POV As the door was thrown open when the meeting just started, my attention was immediately riveted to the door and the person that came from the door. Here she comes, the heiress who is supposed to take over the company, sabotaging my well structured plans. But that's not happening. Well, even if I let that happen, I won't let her last long on that seat. But wait, why is she dressed like this? Is she a stand up comedian or what?

"Then find a way to keep her away from Madam." Jerry had been waiting for those words. "Understood, I’ll take care of it." Some people think they can climb the social ladder through ‘coincidences’? They don’t realize that families like the Cromwells despise such petty schemes. That fake heiress was bound to outsmart herself this time…