The Fake Heiress Is Gone Now They Beg for My Return — Novel

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For ten years, Kate Simmons transformed the struggling Simmons family into a symbol of wealth and prestige, all while living a lie as their adopted daughter. But when the real heiress, Summer, returns, Kate’s carefully constructed world shatters. Instead of gratitude, she faces betrayal and resentment from the very family she fought to elevate. As secrets unravel and loyalties shift, Kate must navigate a treacherous landscape where the only thing more dangerous than her family's disdain is the truth she’s kept buried.

Now back in a home that feels like a prison, Kate finds herself confronted by a sister who craves the life she once had, and parents who see her as nothing more than a pawn in their game. As Summer seizes control at the family corporation, chaos ensues and alliances are tested. Will Kate reclaim her place in a world that seems to have forgotten her, or will she be forced to confront the dark realities of her past?

With every choice, the stakes rise higher. Will she fight for her legacy or abandon it all for a chance at freedom? In a game of power, love, and revenge, how far will Kate go to rewrite her story?

The Fake Heiress Is Gone Now They Beg for My ReturnChapter 1

Ten years.

Ten years I spent dragging the Simmons family from obscurity into the upper echelons of society. And in return?

I was nothing but a fake. A counterfeit daughter with no blood ties to any of them.

My "parents," Logan and Katherine, delivered the truth with casual cruelty—like swatting a fly. I was merely a "lucky star" plucked by some fortune teller, adopted solely to borrow my lifespan and inject prosperity into the Simmons lineage.

While I worked myself to the bone, their *real* daughter had been hidden away. Pampered. Shielded from even the slightest hardship.

"Here." My brother, Peter, flicked a stack of bills at me. Five hundred bucks fluttered to the floor like dead leaves. "Take a taxi and get lost. Go back to whatever rural hellhole you came from."

I stooped. Picked up the cash. Turned on my heel without a word.

None of them knew the truth.

The "master" who had altered the Simmons family's fortune all those years ago? My biological father. We were just two people taking what we needed.

My phone buzzed incessantly. Messages from top-tier clients and partners flooded the screen: *Wherever you go, we go.*