Novel & Cerita True And Fake Heiress

Her main character's energy shattered the moment it was weighed against genuine talent and accomplishment. She stared at me, her gaze burning with disbelief and venom. The live comment section, after a brief stunned silence, completely exploded. "What the fuck just happened?" "First prize at a national programming competition? And she gets her pick of any top university?" "Wait—Gloria? Wasn't she supposed to be the fake heiress? The one that's going to a no-name university?" "This plot twist has me shook." "Mr. Bowman is ignoring the real heiress and only has eyes for the fake one."

"Call the cops? Go ahead." I pulled out my phone and handed it to him. "You have me arrested, and the whole city instantly finds out Cassandra ditched her marriage and hired a body double." "The great heir to the Sinclair Group, played for a fool by a knockoff this whole time." "I've even got the headline ready: 'SHOCKER: Billionaire Heir Falls Victim to Body-Double Honey Trap. Is This the Twisting of Human Nature, or the Collapse of All Morality?!'" Julian took a deep breath, the vein on his forehead twitching.

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

“I’m the real heiress of the Grant family.” “No way!” Yvette screamed, protesting, but then she realized we were not at the orphanage. She clamped her hands over her mouth and shook her head in panic. “You died so horribly in your last life. Ms. Hovard had to collect your body. I got there too late and only saw your ashes. And now, you’re saying you’re the real heiress? Who are you trying to fool? No parent could be that cruel to actually kill their own child.”

“... getting your fated mate in Crestmoon academy or someone from your pack?” Aurora, my roommate probed. Mate. The sound of it made my stomach twist painfully. “You didn't answer me. Where do you wanna meet your mate?!” She shrieked just as I reached to turn on the shower. “Ain't thinking of that at the moment. Just wanna focus and graduate,” I replied after a moment of hesitation.  If only she knew I already had my mate at sixteen.  But then he'd watched me get banished from the Pack and rejected me coldly afterwards. ***** Lyra Ashbourne refused to sit around and allow her life crumble. After she was brutally betrayed by her family and abandoned by

On my wedding anniversary, my three-year-old son gave me an alpaca as a gift. I turned right around and shipped it off to the circus, where I found it a strapping alpaca husband. All because I'd been reborn. In my last life, that alpaca was sweet and gentle with everyone—except me. Every single day, it spat on me. Determined not to disappoint my son, I tried everything to win it over, but nothing worked. My mind unraveled. I stopped sleeping. I started hearing things that weren't there, and every night I dreamed of that alpaca chasing me down to spit in my face. My husband called me vicious. My son called me petty. And the two of them only grew closer to that alpaca by the day. Worn dow

For two long years, Vivienne believed she was the legally wedded Mrs. Montemayor. To be the perfect, submissive wife Ethan needed, she endured the cold stares of high society and swallowed the endless humiliations from his elitist family. She loved him with everything she had, believing his promise that they would eventually accept her. ​Until she accidentally tore their marriage certificate. ​When Vivienne went to the city hall for a certified replacement, her entire world collapsed. There was no record of their marriage. The document was a complete fake. The man she called her husband had trapped her in a beautifully constructed lie, using her to secure his grandfather’s massive inhe

and that she was the successor of Grand Epoch Capital, which just happened to be the company's biggest investor. In addition, combined with Julia's arrogant attitude and her head-to-toe luxury brands—which I could tell were knockoffs, though regular people never noticed—it worked perfectly with her lies. After all, as long as one appeared sufficiently confident, even a fabricated persona could trick others. That was precisely why the whole group was dogpiling on me at that moment. I sneered as I quickly typed out the message. "If she's the actual heiress, then we're really screwed. If you're all so eager to bootlick and power-trip, then don't blame me for not playing nice.

Why don't we throw out this outsider together, as a family? She thought she could sway Mom and Dad again, but Dad merely regarded her coldly as she acted out. "Who told you Rosalyn is an outsider?" Phoebe was stunned. "Isn't she the fake heiress of the Sherwood family? It was written clearly on that paternity test report!" Mom stepped forward and linked her arm through mine, a gentle smile playing on her lips. She glanced at the crowd and at a completely frozen Phoebe before addressing everyone. "Rosalyn Sherwood is the true heiress of the Sherwood family."

She shouted. The people in the Hellos Kingdom mourned the suicidal death of their Queen. Because Thalia was the second blood of the Herlom family, the head adviser of the said kingdom proclaimed her to be the acting queen since her daughter Hydra was still incompetent to be on the throne because of her age matter. "Hail be the queen!" All of them bowed and kneeled as the senior adviser Walter place the crown on her head. Thalia gets what she wanted. She ruled the Hellos Kingdom for seventeen years. Because of her illness, she died at 38. Princess Hydra was soon declared as the new Queen of the Kingdom. People again was so happy that the real queen was now sitting on the throne.