True And Fake Heiress นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The comments in front of me exploded instantly, dripping with excitement and malice. [Yes! That's how it's supposed to be! The real heir should be with the hardworking childhood sweetheart who's always loved him. That dumb loser can move aside!] [Brian is a despicable thief. He stole someone else's top university spot, someone else's heir status, and even someone else's woman. People like him are disgusting!] [The real heir finally woke up this time. His main-character arc is just getting started. As for the fake heir, Brian… Without that spot at a top university, let's see how he ever makes anything of himself.]

Agatha said with a triumphant gleam in her eyes. Sarah frowned, confused. "What are you talking about?" She asked them. Agatha increased her smile, a sly grin spreading across her face. "We presented the elders with a fake heirloom. The real one is still out there, and if Lunaria finds it, she'll become the heir." Sarah felt a chill run down her spine as Lillian pulled out a necklace. "This is the fake heirloom," she said, holding it up. But as soon as Sarah saw the necklace, she let out a scream.

“Absolutely not.” His brow arched. “Why not?” I sat up slowly, heart pounding in my chest. “Because it’s too risky. You know I’m not really their daughter.” I’d faked it. Every test, every story. All those years ago, I had slipped in with forged results and stolen truths—blood that didn’t belong to me. Blood that belonged to her. Celeste. She was the real heir. The real Lancaster girl. And if anyone dug too deep… if the wrong match ever surfaced...

"The child is simply unlucky. He ran into a polar bear while playing, and half his organs were eaten… If the injuries were not so severe, to the point that his breath is nearly gone, the family's medical skills might have saved him. It's too tragic. He's only seven." "Condolences…" At that moment, a clear voice rang out. "I'll save him!" A young woman stepped forward. She wore a moon-white robe. Her dark hair was pinned up, revealing an exceptionally beautiful and elegant face. At the sight of that face, Isolde's heart skipped a beat. She bore a 40% resemblance to her. Mimi whispered in her ear, "She is Aurelia Valeciel." Aurelia Valeciel was the fake heiress who had replaced Isolde's identi

He only knew that the real and fake heiresses had returned to their biological families, but he had not paid attention to the story beyond that as he was busy making a living. “The fake heiress died, and the head of the Fisher family is also dead. The real heiress is said to be returning everything to the previous matriarch’s line, but the new head hasn’t officially taken over yet. These wealthy families will do anything for power and profit, you know.”

“Look at this thread.” On the screen was a popular post in a forum, the headlines blaring in red. “Truth revealed! Fake heiress claims family wealth and pushes real heiress to despair with parents’ help!” Tammy recounted her harrowing story in first person, penning her grief vividly. According to her, she was separated from her parents for twenty years. Following her return to the family, she realized that home was dominated by an adopted imposter. Since the fake heiress was a menace, Tammy installed cameras in the house, but the camera shorted due to the fake heiress’ tampering. Heck, the imposter even tried to drown her in a hotel swimming pool.

“They share the same birthday because they were switched at birth. The real heiress lost everything, became an orphan at five, and spent ten years in an orphanage before being found. And yet, every year after that, she was pushed into the background while the imposter stole the spotlight!” “Right! And at that same party, the fake heiress ‘accidentally’ fell into the pool with her! In her own family’s pool! I’m starting to think she pushed Fiona in on purpose!” “They claimed the real heiress tried to end her life, but if she truly wanted to, she would’ve done it long before now! Why on her birthday of all days? And she’s wheelchair-bound—how could she possibly harm a fully abled adult? Clearl

I smiled faintly, raised my glass, and continued my introduction to the guests. The banquet ended smoothly. Everyone now knew that the Hartley family's biological daughter, Amanda Hartley, was intelligent and gracious. And that imposter? She was just a lunatic who spread lies about others. From now on, she'd spend the rest of her life haunted by those very lies. I strode forward and pushed open the villa doors. In the warm glow of the lights, Mom and Dad came walking toward me. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you… Amanda, happy birthday!"

"Elizabeth, I won't let you talk about Yvonne like that. She's nothing like you. She loves me for me. She was even willing to take out an eight-million-dollar loan for me before she knew I was wealthy." I let out a cold laugh. "Nicholas Hunt, you really are naive. Yvonne knew exactly who you were from the start. That's why she seduced you. "Why don't you take a look at her ex-boyfriends? Every single one is a wealthy heir. What makes you think you're the one exception she made for love? You're an idiot."

As if blaming him for letting things slip out of control. So they knew each other. Of course they did. These two men, who, on the surface, had nothing to do with one another, had joined forces behind my back—all for the sake of a fake heiress. Together, they had destroyed my previous life. The next second, Dominic yanked my arm hard. "Eliza, are you out of your mind?! You're wearing muddy shoes! That car's worth millions—what if you damage it? Can you afford to pay for it?! Don't go causing trouble just because you got carried away. I'm not going to clean up your mess!"