True And Fake Heiress นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She gently grasped Laura's hand, feeling somewhat moved. In the past, Dahlia and Dixie had ridiculed her behind closed doors. Yet, this time seemed different. Perhaps aware of her recent divorce from Timothy, they displayed a newfound audacity, boldly daring to mock her even in Laura's presence. However, Mia hadn't anticipated Laura's strong defense! "Mia, I've heard rumors that you're the true heiress of the Lane family, and Maya is just an adopted daughter. Is this true?" Laura inquired. Mia nodded in confirmation. "Yes, that's correct."

"Stranger? That man has been your hidden spouse for a very... very... long time." She interrupted me quickly. "You are so lewd but small-minded, Don! The only hidden SPOUSE I have is YOU! How can you leave me to another man to take up that role?" "Melissa, that was in the past... He was... but now, he has shown his face to you as your real fiance. The one in front of you is fake. Are you feigning sober? He is the Heir with the widest community! He has everything! And now... he has you! Why still feigning pretense when you..." I gulped down my voice. The eyes she has for Ezio at the Mall and that on the dancing floor did say it all...

I had a strange habit: everything I responded to somehow ended up going nowhere. When I was eight, my adoptive father stole an electric scooter and told me to keep watch. I patted my chest and promised, "Don't worry. I'll tell you if anyone comes!" Then I turned around, crouched by the side of the road, and watched ants carry food. Twenty minutes later, both he and the stolen scooter were being loaded into a police car. Later, I got kidnapped. The kidnapper told me to sit still and keep quiet. I nodded enthusiastically. "Okay, sir!" Then I stuck my head out the car window and waved at the pedestrians. "Hi, everyone! This stranger says I have to be quiet!" Three blocks later, more tha

She's just trying so much to sound normal and polite right now, but I can still sense the underlying cold tone. “How's the kids and everyone else?" I asked again. She tensed up a bit as I asked that question, but she answered anyway. “They’re very good, thank you." She answered. "So what were you saying you came to see Eugene for?” I asked her, starting the conversation. "I need your help with something.” "Go ahead, I'm all ears,” I said. "Eugene isn't the real heiress, she's impersonating someone. She’s using Mr Lancster’s failing health as a cover for now, he doesn't even know that a strange person is impersonating the heiress he chose,” She said.

"I really wonder where this fake heiress is getting the confidence to act so arrogantly. If I were in her shoes, I would have made myself scarce ages ago." "Does she really believe that the Jensens will take her side because they took care of her for so many years when Sienna is their flesh and blood? A fake is still a fake. It doesn't matter that they raised her for years. She should know her place and leave now that the real daughter is back." "No one in the world would be willing to give up a life of riches to live a tough life instead. She's such a malicious woman." I took a deep breath and stared into Brandon's furious eyes.

“Don’t you?” I pulled my shoulders back. “I do, actually.” Before Bianca could speak, I turned to face the crowd. Pointing at her, I said, “Bianca is an imposter! She’s been lying to you all for months—she’s not the female Alpha! I am!” The crowd murmured again, but silenced quickly when my father cleared his throat. “The girl speaks lies. Bianca is my heir.” “The girl?” I whipped my head around to glare at him. “All my life, I was your heir, your only true daughter! Bianca is the child of an affair and not a legitimate heir to the throne!”

Ruth dropped to her knees and put on her best pitiful act. "Mom, please, give us your blessings. Micah and I grew up together. Our feelings for each other run deep…" Mom shook all over with rage, too angry to get a single word out. I watched this ridiculous scene and tightened my grip on the baseball bat. I laughed derisively and said, "Micah, you're seriously out of your mind." I swung the baseball bat hard into his shin, my expression instantly turning into one of grief. "She's a fake heiress, but you're a true heir! How can you screw your own parents over for an outsider? You've let this vixen scramble your brain!"

"Cindy, Tina was generous enough to sponsor for your education, and this is how you repay her? "Everyone here, listen up! Tina is Nancy's real granddaughter, the true heiress of Skyrise Group!" I stared at David in disbelief. "She's Nancy's biological granddaughter? The heiress of Skyrise Group? "David, how do you say that with a straight face? You're shameless." Evan rolled his eyes and gave me a dismissive look. "Cindy, did you forget to take your meds today or something? You're clearly having one of your episodes."

“Arianna… have you seen the news?” My steps slowed. “What news?” She hesitated, then turned her phone toward me. My stomach dropped before I even read it. “HEIRESS TIED TO BUSINESS EMPIRE THROUGH CONTRACT MARRIAGE SCANDAL” My name wasn’t written clearly, but it didn’t need to be. The story was already shaped. Already sold. My fingers tightened around my bag strap. “This is fake, it can be true.” Chloe shook her head. “It’s everywhere. Social media, blogs… even local news outlets are picking it up.”

"Pierce and Stefan have bad blood with each other. Now, Pierce's wife is Stefan's ex-girlfriend, who was reportedly ousted by a heiress. They may appear cordial on the surface, but the truth is they've been at odds for a long time. According to the Atkinson family's housekeeper, Samantha intentionally married his rival. How could he not be furious?" "As expected, she wasn't their biological child. She turned out ungrateful!" "Just an adopted daughter pretending to be an heiress. Everyone thought she was of noble blood, but it turns out she's a fake heiress." The term "fake heiress" quickly trended. People began digging up past stories of Samantha's arrogant behavior, deeming her unworthy of