The Wrong Heiress Novels & Stories

Where was she going to go, and why did she seem like the divorce didn't affect her? “Don't go Meg”. Elizabeth begged, trying to make a good impression on Mrs. Wilson. But Megan would be dead if she believed her, so she ignored her plea and walked towards the door. What a nice person Elizabeth was, how could she still be nice to someone who stole Greg from her in the first place? Mrs. Wilson thought. As she walked past. Mrs. Wilson noticed the necklace on Megan, it was an expensive model which only one of its kind existed. There were rumours about the only heiress of the song family owning it.

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.”

She might have started off as my wrong bride but she is definitely the correct bride for me. Please vote and leave your comments and suggestions in the comment section below. Don't forget to share this story and don't forget to FOLLOW ME also! Love You All!!!

Every piece of information led me in circles. My task was clear, find the president of the Lunaris Fashion Empire, marry her, secure the bond, forge the alliance, keep the bloodlines intact, protect the fortune and expand the territory. It sounded ruthless, maybe even outdated. But that was my world—wolves and legacies. And the missing heiress? Yeah. Turns out she’s the girl I’ve been dying to have too, a stripper. I laughed bitterly, still unable to believe. “She was right there, Briar. All this time.”

I mused aloud,"I pushed her away, and now she's gone." "Adrian, it's not your fault. Dannie deceived you. She made you fall in love with her. She was the one who cheated on you and then tried to make you take responsibility for another man's child. And then she left- eloped with her lover when you refused to accept the baby." "What?" I stammered, my mind reeling from Anita's accusations. "She was a greedy princess," Anita continued, venom lacing her words. "She wanted the power and wealth that came with your name. She played you, Adrian. She never really cared about you. All she cared about was herself and Chase."

Victoria. "We need to talk. Now." "Not now." "Yes now." She dragged me into an empty hallway. "Do you understand what just happened? Do you know who your wife really is?" "Was. She’s not my wife anymore." "She's Elena Sterling! The Sterling heiress! Her family is worth billions, Damien. BILLIONS. And you treated her like a servant." Each word was a knife. "I. Didn’t. Know.” My tone was clipped. "That's not an excuse!" Victoria was almost hysterical. "This is bad, this is really really bad."

“If he threatens you with a lawsuit, walk out and I’ll handle it. Okay?” I took a deep breath. “Okay.” “Good.” “Thank you, Blake.” I opened the car door and stepped out. The closer I got to the company, the louder my heartbeat became. But Blake’s words stayed with me. I shouldn’t be shaken. Not when this company was actually mine. Get yourself together, Athena. Don’t forget who you are. Athena Mallway. The heiress of Mallway Holdings. Don’t forget that. By the time I stepped inside the building, I was ready for whatever waited ahead.

She just didn't know. "Mom, The Wrong Cinderella is one of the best books of our time. It is a fairytale that has broken every single rule that is associated with the genre. The well-known tale of the orphaned servant is retold in modern times where balls are house parties and princes are famous jocks. The biggest plot twist, however is when prince Charming falls for the wrong Cinderella. In this timeless, genius story, Cinderella isn't a servant but a rich, uberfemale who won't let a boy get in her way." I told her, doing my best to sum it all up in a way she would understand but that would still make the book sound as awesome as it is.

I held back my tears and shouted defiantly, "Skyrise Group belongs to Grandma. I'm the real heiress of the company!" Bang! Before I could catch my breath, Bobby smashed my head against the glass wall again. He continued shouting furiously. "Cindy, quit dreaming. I already gave Skyrise Group to Tina as her wedding gift last year. Whoever marries her will inherit the company!" His words sent a wave of shock through the entire crowd. Everyone's eyes lit up as they stared at Tina. At that moment, a commanding voice came from behind me. "Bobby, I dare you to say that again. Who did you just claim is the heiress of Skyrise Group?"

Finn's jaw clenched. "Rules can be adjusted," Finn shot back. "And as the only legitimate heir, my vote carries the most weight." Mira chuckled. "Oh, Finn. You really need to do your research before you open that big mouth of yours." She walked to the end of the table, placing her palms flat on the surface. "Second issue—you call yourself the only legitimate heir? That’s interesting, considering my mother just showed proof of marriage." She gestured towards Eloise, who stood with quiet confidence. "Meaning my brother and I are just as legitimate as you."