Unloved Joyce: Now The Spoiled Adopted Heiress Novels & Stories

"How can I say such?, At least you didn't choose Cecilia over Aunty Beatrice, that's one way to prove you have a very good taste!" Joy said and opened the car door. "Take care, uncle Joel, don't tell me the same because I will surely do!" She said and closed the door without looking back. Joel chuckled and walked down as well. He watched as joy was led to her space by a female teacher. He instantly walked to the Headmistress' office to settle her school bills and see her being taken care of. He returned to his car and subconsciously, he remembered what all the princess of the Sebastian was murmuring about in his car and felt he was missing an important detail.

JOCELYN’s POV People always said I was lucky, the kind of lucky that made strangers smile at me in the grocery store and old friends watch me a little too closely when you weren’t looking. I am Jocelyn Campbell, Heiress of Campbell Group, the one marrying Ethan Blackwood. The girl with the life every girl dreamed of, or at least, that’s what the world thought, and until a week ago, I believed it too.

Joyce laughed, feeling victorious as she turned to face the women around her, “See she is way below my feet!” “I think the slaps I gave you yesterday rearranged your already half functioning brain.” Dahlia taunted, earning gasps from Joyce's minions, “You and I both know that I will never be under your feet, not even close to your neck.” Dahlia took another menacing foot forward making Joyce automatically step back, “I know your type, born in poverty and takes every chance they can get to look important even if it means moving around as a mistress. I may have married to save my father's company but atleast I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. But I bet you know nothing about that." Da

At first the new couple got surprised, they didn’t have any idea that their parents already built them a house. Three months after Sean and Dean got married, they adopted a cute baby girl named Mia. Mia King was two years old when they adopted her and now she is turning seven next month. The couple fell in love with her the very first moment they laid their eyes on her, the first time they saw her at the orphanage that the Empire Group Foundation is supporting. Mia's mother died a few days after she had given birth to the innocent little angel, while the father was a drug addict. He even tried to sell the baby, luckily he was caught by the police before the transaction ever happened and he w

He had a look of dejection on his face. Zoey did not seem affected by it. Her hearing impairment no longer pained her when it came up in conversation. The young man beside her, however, seemed sensitive and fragile, as though he was incredibly worried about her. After her loveless marriage and being repeatedly abandoned, the unreserved care that Jared had for her was so precious, and she treasured it.

On the day of the wedding, I chose a perfectly tailored black dress—elegant, understated, almost solemn. According to the spoilers scrolling in front of me, Joyce’s so-called “wealthy uncle” was actually a loan shark with ties to the underworld, and the child she claimed to be carrying wasn’t real either. This wedding was destined to be a battlefield. Edwin wore a suit in the same dark palette, his hand wrapped around mine as he accompanied me there. By the time we arrived, the venue was already packed, camera flashes going off nonstop.

My brain was doing that thing where it replays every stupid decision in high-def. Joyce called me up all excited about crashing the wedding, me going along with it because, sure, why not, let’s blow up my sister’s life for old times’ sake. Me texting Maddox behind everyone’s back, or trying to, anyway. God, that part was the fishiest. I’d been trying to get a hold of him for days, just to... I don’t know, talk him down or something? Warn him off? But every time I’d start typing or call, Joyce would butt in with some excuse “Oh, Liv, don’t worry about it, I’ve got this handled,” or “He’s doing his way, just let it play out.” And I’d let her. Because she was so damn convincing, all that psycho

Her betrayal was beyond forgiveness. Mom and Dad went all out to deal with the Yorke family. Even the people from other families who had insulted me at the wedding were not spared. The Yorke family tried to save themselves by cutting ties with Aidan, but it was futile because the damage had already been done. Before long, the Yorke family vanished from the country entirely. When Dad formally announced me as the sole heiress of the Weatherby family, Luca and the resuscitated Sally had already been locked away in the same mental institution.

She was just a quiet girl from the orphanage, thin and shy, but with eyes that carried warmth. One bright morning, Oslo Hurst - Chairman of Hurst Corporation, walked into that orphanage with his wife, Margaret. They wanted to adopt a child. Margaret’s eyes stopped on Julia immediately. Something in her face - fragile, hopeful, pure, melted her heart. They adopted her that same week. Julia grew up in their mansion like a princess. She had a piano teacher, art lessons, and a garden where she’d spend evenings with Sheldon, her new big brother. She was never treated like an outsider. Oslo and Margaret made her feel like she truly belonged.

After that, I was brought back to the Langdon residence, where I discovered there was another girl. Winona was the daughter of Dad's war buddy. Dad had adopted her after her father died during a mission. From the start, she stared at me with a gaze full of hostility and wariness, as if I were an intruder in her life. Eyes bloodshot, she pointed an accusing finger at me and screamed, "You're the person who stole Daddy from me! You're a murderer!"