The Heiress’s Double Life
Language: en
The moment I found out I was the real heiress, I ran to the Ashwood estate to claim my birthright. But after eighteen years, there was already another girl living my life—a "fake" heiress, coddled and adored. My mother’s expression was a mask of indifference. "Rosalind has been with us since she was a baby," she said, her voice cool. "She's as good as our own. To avoid gossip, we'll tell everyone you're our adopted daughter." My father added, "You should learn from your sister. Don't embarrass the family." And my younger brother, Tristan, shielded the fake heiress with his own body. "I…