The Heiress He Threw Away
I lived a lie for six years—wearing tacky outfits, working round-the-clock, giving up my dreams—all to keep the man I loved. I kept my real identity as Sophia Hart, daughter of the billion-dollar Hart Empire, in secret because I needed to know if Ethan Cole would love me for *me* and not for my family's wealth.
I believed our love was true. I believed he was different.
The day before our wedding, he broke it all.
"I'm marrying Victoria instead," he told me, his eyes distant and cold. "She's dying, Sophia. I need to make her last wish come true. After she's dead, I'll return to you."
Victoria—my stepsister, the one my family had adopted and loved while I was forgotten. The same one who'd taken everything from me my whole life was now stealing my fiancé as well. And the worst part of it? She wasn't dying. It was all a lie.
But Ethan's betrayal wasn't the only knife in my back.
When I came back to my family, broken and desperate, they wouldn't offer me comfort. They expelled me. My father, the man I had been trying to please for years, regarded me with disgust. "You're an embarrassment. Victoria is the daughter this family requires—successful, elegant, everything that you are not. You're no longer welcome here."
Homeless. Heartbroken. Betrayed by all I'd ever loved.
That's when I found out the truth that shook everything to its core: I was carrying Ethan's baby.
The same evening I hit bottom, *he* showed up—Damien Blackwood, the country's most dominant CEO, a man whose name alone sent billionaires quaking in their seats. Ruthless. Deadly. Insanely, drop-dead gorgeous.
"I'll make you get your revenge," he stated, his black eyes shimmering with promise. "But you'll do whatever I tell you. Take back what's yours as the Hart heiress. Make them all wish they'd never discarded you."
I had nothing to lose.
So I grasped his hand, and together, we schemed against all the people who had betrayed me.
Three months after that, I came back—not as the poor, foolish girl they'd cast aside, but as Sophia Hart, the *real* heiress, supported by the Blackwood fortune and my own family's secret strength that I'd finally inherited. Designer suits. Endless money. A presence that demanded every room I stepped into.
The expression on their faces when they finally realized who I really was? Worth every penny.
Victoria's mask crumbled. My family rushed to regain my good opinion. Business associates who'd laughed at me now implored me for notice.
And Ethan?
He dropped to his knees in front of me, his eyes brimming with tears, his voice trembling. "Sophia, please. I was wrong. I was so wrong. She tricked me—I never stopped loving you. Please, glance at me once more."
But he wasn't the sole contender for my affection.
Damien Blackwood stood at my side, his hand claimingly on my waist, his message unmistakable: *She's mine now.*
My friend since childhood, Marcus Chen, the computer whiz kid I'd known since childhood, unexpectedly revealed years of hidden feelings.
Even my fiancé chosen by the Hart family's old pacts appeared, set to claim what was "rightfully his."
They all wanted me now. Now that I was strong. Now that I was invincible.
But I'm not the girl they discarded anymore.
I'm the woman who will make them pay for everything.
And when my baby's born—Ethan's child, the grandchild of two dynasties—the game is really going to begin.
Because this time, I'm not playing for love.
I'm playing for revenge, power, and the future I'll forge on the ruins of their regrets.
The question is: who will stand by me when the dust has settled? The one who betrayed me? The one who saved me? Or somebody else?
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A story of secret identity, brutal vengeance, face-slapping victory, and the sweatiest grovelling you've ever had. Because nothing's sweeter than seeing your enemies understand that they discarded a queen.