The Rebirth of a Fake Heiress
Language: en
On the day my fiancé was supposed to get engaged to the real heiress, I had a fleeting, manic thought of driving my car straight into the venue and perishing together with them. But right at that moment of madness, my phone started ringing off the hook. I answered. It was the hospital. "Ms. Hayes, you're pregnant..." I turned off the engine and sat there, frozen. Half an hour later, joyful music drifted from the banquet hall. I started the car, turned around, and headed to the airport. From then on, the "fake heiress" of the Hayes family vanished from New York, just as everyone…