Unveiling The True Heiress Novels & Stories

Every question on the college entrance exam was one I had seen before. After I handed in my papers, I was the first to rush out of the examination hall. I said to the reporter who was interviewing me, "The questions aren't hard. I hope I'll go to the same school as him!" After I said that, someone yelled, "Cut! Thanks to our generous boss, everyone will get five hundred dollars in tips!" Everyone cheered as my mother slowly walked over. "After you returned to us, you've always scored better than Courtney, and she's been depressed because of it. She said that her entire life was built on a lie. "So, for you—our biological daughter—we built an exact replica of an examination hall and s

Afterwards, he returned to the crowd, looking at me proudly. Father extended his hand to me, and I took it. "It took a long time to introduce her, but now is the perfect time for me to introduce Vanessa Hector as the heiress of the Hector family." After that, all I heard was the clapping of the guests. Some of them started talking to the people near them with happy looks on their faces, but most of them were quite surprised. "I didn't expect this party to be an opportunity to introduce Lord Jordan's heir." One of the conversations I heard from the front of the podium made me smile awkwardly.

“Now it’s time for your truth.” I frown. “What truth, Grandma? That I didn’t really die two years ago? That I only hid until Father’s killer could be found?” She hesitates. Breath sharp. Then her gaze hardens, fierce, determined. “No. The truth I’ve hidden from everyone. That you, Alexa Hills, are the heiress to Hills Corps and Hills Fusion. And now, it’s time to announce you as the rightful owner.” I stare at her, stunned. The air rips out of my lungs.

"The gala... you... you left the floor..." "The gala doesn't matter!" she sobbed, leaning over him, her hot tears falling onto his bare chest, mixing with his sweat. "Your grandfather knows, Alexander. He found the real birth certificates in my uncle's safe. He knows I'm the true heiress. If you stay on this table, he’s going to use the merger clause to destroy you tomorrow morning. You have to stop the extraction. You have to save yourself!"

Yvette jumped up from the bed, shocked and confused. I locked eyes with her, and my tone was serious. “Answer me. Can you do it?” When she reluctantly nodded, I finally let out a sigh of relief. Yvette still looked bewildered. “Queenie, what are you planning?” I recalled the layout of the study and the strange things in the cabinet in my mind. Piece by piece, the final clue to this bizarre adoption puzzle clicked into place. “I know which one of us is the real Grant heiress…”

“That’s right! Who is she to act like she is above them? Has she had the audacity because of her family’s generational wealth?” “What generational wealth? I heard that Madame Mirasol received such a fortune from an unknown person. It is how their company was launched!” “Oh, is that true? I heard her daughter, Eliza Tsui, gifted her such wealth!” “Is that information genuine?” “Yes! It was legit!” “Then, are you saying that the true heiress is Miss Eunice Tsui?” “That’s right!” The word spread among the business magnates who had foreign connections abroad. While they shared the astonishing truth, Leah, on the other hand, was oblivious to the fresh gossip they were chitchatting about.

The title read: Trial of the Twelve: The Fall of the First Council. As the figure turned, moonlight revealed her face. Not Alessia. Not Juliana Moretti. But a third heir. One no one saw coming. She smiled. And said softly to the shadows: “It’s time they remembered the true heir to the blood throne.”

she shrugged dismissively, and a fire ignited in my chest. Just sex? With my fiancé? In my pajamas? Her eyes glinted, “What's with that look?” Slowly, realization mixed with the mockery as she laughed “You bumpkin. Don't tell me you really think you're Lucas' future wife? That you can so easily forget what you really are!? What do you owe me?!” My teeth grated against each other. I didn’t need her to remind me. Vanessa Caldwell. To the public, we call each other sisters, but everyone in the circle knows what's going on. I'm a fake. She is the real one. The true heiress of the Caldwell family.

“Only a qualified girl can be by your side-” “Believe me, she's more than qualified,” Liam grumbled. “Haley is the secret heiress of the DG Group. Is that what you wanted to hear? Are you satisfied?” However, the woman didn't look satisfied. She looked as if she'd lost her tongue. “That's the biggest joke of the century!” She scoffed. “How can this filthy girl with no background be an heiress-” “You can do your research.” Liam interrupted her. “And for the last time, Mum, leave Haley alone. I haven't changed my mind that I can choose her over you.”

“So… let me get this straight. You’re saying my dad went full soap opera, broke up a billionaire alpha, and somehow I’m the illegitimate child of the Blackwood dynasty? Hidden omega heiress to an alpha pack empire?” “That is correct.” I slapped the table. “Well, damn. That explains why my dad was always broke. But you expect me to just… believe this? Some guy in a suit shows up with old pictures and suddenly I’m heiress to the Blackwood royal family?” He didn’t blink. “The photos and birth certificate are genuine. Miss Selene has been searching for you for months. Now that she has finally found you, she wishes to reconcile. What better way than at her wedding?”