Novel & Cerita The Wrong Heiress

"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…"

he added, adjusting his necktie. Huh? How come he knows those details? I raised my eyes up at him,and he sighed. "You're an unusual heiress. And,I am more interested in unusual people."he stated sternly. I nodded, reluctantly. "Shall...we call it a night then?" "Sure. You should change out of that awful dress, it's an eyesore."his breath ruffles. I was even more perplexed. His tone sounds as that of an anger. I tried to change the topic.

He, as well, was in utter disbelief. “That's impossible. Her name doesn't say Montello on her identification card!” Wilma muttered. The guests surrounded them all scowled at her, wondering if she knew the heiress. “There's a rumor circulating around back then. It said that Don Geromino's child was using a fake name so she could freely go outside and travel anywhere she wished to without having any trouble. It seems that the rumor was true after all,” others chimed in. Their attention went back in front when Margaux started speaking, completely ignoring Wilma, who seemed to be hyperventilating already. All of them were in awe as they found the heiress not just gorgeous and stunning but very a

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Bernard was equally as upset as his wife, but he realized his wife needed more support at the moment. “Sofia was my little girl as well. She was our beloved girl. Our kind princess. We should have never allowed her to meet and marry that man. “ That was probably the biggest mistake they had ever made in their life, one they weren’t sure they could recover from. As they were mourning, one of the maid came knocking in their door. They were certain they had ordered them to not disturb them. What could make them break the order? Bernard opened the door and asked the maid what she was doing.

I wanted to call out for help, but a part of me suspected I might be kidnapped, and alerting whoever was holding me might not be the best idea. I slipped on my slippers and stood up, feeling a bit dizzy. My head throbbed, but I managed to move forward. I gripped my hairpin tightly, using it as a makeshift defense. As I stepped out of the room, I took in the grandeur of the mansion. It was huge, even bigger than mine, and beautifully decorated. The walls were painted white, and the hallway was adorned with various art pieces. The opulence suggested that my kidnapper was wealthy, which made me wonder what their motives were because it was clear that they don't need money from me.

Mummy and Sebastian looked at each other. "Catherine Ashford is an antagonist in the current phase of my family's corporate narrative," I said, for Mrs. Adaeze's benefit. "She is the wife of the primary conspirator. Her pre-emption — if that is what this is — suggests she has retained inside information access to their movements." I looked at Sebastian. "You should probably go." Mrs. Adaeze was very quiet.

he said, “now that we’re back, can you please explain what’s going on?” Mia leaned forward. “It wasn’t Callum’s parents again, was it?” Callum’s expression tightened. “Not exactly.” I sighed and decided to just get right into it. “Bianca has been named heir.” “What?” Mia breathed. I took a deep breath and explained everything. My father’s strange behavior, the witch, Ambrose, Bianca showing up with a tiara on her head. It still felt unreal, saying it out loud. I kept glancing at my pillow, hoping that I would wake up and find it had all been a bad dream.

George, seeing that he has lost, glared at Milana and the lawyer hatefully before walking out of there in anger. Milana smiled in satisfaction. “According to the original Will, Mrs Milana Donatello Castillo is the rightful heir of the Castillo group” the lawyer announced as he raised the Will up to show everyone the page where her name was stated. “What happened to the other two children of Pedro Castillo?” a reporter asked. “They did not get a single thing from their father” “Why is that?” another reporter asked. “You will know why soon, before the day ends. There is more to all this” Milana said before the lawyer could speak.

*************** I was woken up by the chirping of birds and the relentless buzzing of my phone. The sun, which had set from the east, almost blinded my face, causing my vision to become blurred. Upon picking up my phone, I almost lost my balance when I saw the news headline. THE HEIRESS OF THE LANCASTER GROUP, NOW MRS. REID HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN BED WITH ANOTHER MAN JUST AFTER THE DEATH OF HER HUSBAND’S GRANDMOTHER. WHAT COULD BE HAPPENING? I quickly got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom. Searching for Alex, but to no avail.