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She hated New York but work was work and there was no escaping it. She boarded her flight and closed her eyes to relax. She had never thought that ‘Faded Dreams’ would get so much love and recognition when she wrote it. In fact, she had never dreamed of ever publishing it but last year when Tiffany found her diary in her absence. She liked what she read and sent it to her uncle who owned a publishing house. They published it without her permission and within a year it topped the list of bestsellers in the country. There has been no looking back since then. Although she had been furious with Tiffany when she had found out but with time she forgave her.

Hera whispered to her companion Tiffany while they were eating at a fast food chain. "And why is that?" Tiffany asked with her raised eyebrow as she chewed on the burger. Some ketchup was also spread on her lips so the girl Hera wiped it. Tiffany smiled at what Hera did. "I hope you explained to me properly about my calling 'My boyfriend towards the men," As she remembered that, she covered her whole face again because of embarrassment. Tiffany just returned a crisp laugh as if overjoyed at what she saw. If Tiffany laughs, it's like she’s just laughed for the rest of her life.

Tiffany opened the envelope. The moment she saw those photos, she screamed as if she had been electrocuted, and the photos fell from her trembling hands and were scattered all over the ground. The several bodyguards who had come with Jebediah and were standing nearby were not surprised to see these photos. ‘Bah! Which one of Jebediah’s subordinates doesn’t know about Tiffany? According to the feedback from Mr. Valentine’s clients, Tiffany was born to please men...’

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION The characters, settings, and ideas in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance is only a coincidence. THE HEIRESS: (Book 1: HER SECRET MISSION) ©plume alter (Ricki Ryce) Published on Goodnovel (2020). THE ORDEAL ∞≠∞ Tiffany was determined to join the brotherhood.

Jared’s POV I looked at the pictures my assistant brought me, and one woman stood out. Tiffany Harding of Harding International Bank. They were disgustingly rich, and William Harding was said to pass the company down to Tiffany. However, everyone knew he was old school and wanted her to marry first. She was gorgeous and had a hot body. I licked my lips. If I could win her favor not only would I get a taste of her, but I’d be set to receive their fortune and their company through her.

"Wait, hold up. This author thanked their mom for 'putting up with their moody writing phases'? Bitch, YOUR MOODY PHASES KILLED THE SECOND FEMALE LEAD! Y'ALL GOT A LOT TO TALK ABOUT!" Tiffany let out a dramatic, full-body sigh — the kind reserved for heartbreak and hunger pains. And right on cue... Grrrrrrowlllllll. Her stomach betrayed her loud and proud, gurgling like it was tryna harmonize with the thunder outside. "Ughhh, I'm starving," she groaned, dropping her tragic little book on the couch like it had personally ruined her night and her appetite.

The video’s title read: Rich Girl’s Drunken Yacht Party Meltdown, Forcibly Removed by Security. On screen, a blonde girl was screaming on the deck of a yacht. It was Tiffany. But not the weak, pitiful Tiffany in the courtroom. This was a drunk, wild Tiffany. She ripped off her top for the camera, screaming profanities at the cameraman. “I’m an heiress! What do you peasants know?” In the video, she grabbed a man by the collar. “I’ll give you a hundred grand to sleep with me!” The man pushed her away, and she started screaming hysterically.