Alphas Rogue Mate

Rejected Heiress: My Heartless Family's Regret

Cassandra

For seventeen years, I was the pride of the Carlisle family, the perfect daughter destined to inherit an empire. But that life ended the moment a DNA report slid across my father’s mahogany desk. The paper proved I was a stranger. Vanessa, the girl sobbing in the corner, was the real biological daughter they had been searching for. "You need to leave. Tonight. Before the press gets wind of this. Before the stock prices dip." My father’s voice was as cold as flint. My mother wouldn't even look at me, staring out the window at the gardens as if I were already a ghost. Just like that, I was erased. I left behind the Birkin bags and the diamonds, throwing my Centurion Card into a crystal bowl with a clatter that echoed like a gunshot. I walked out into the cold night and climbed into a rusted Ford Taurus driven by a man I had never met—my biological father. I went from a mansion to a fourth-floor walk-up in Queens that smelled of laundry detergent and struggle. My new siblings looked at me with a mix of fear and disgust, waiting for the "fallen princess" to break. They expected me to beg for my old life back, to crumble without the luxury I’d known since birth. But they didn't know the truth. I had spent years training in a shark tank, honing survival skills they couldn't imagine. While Richard Carlisle froze my trust funds to starve me out, my net worth was climbing by millions on an encrypted trading app. They thought they were throwing me to the wolves. They didn't realize they were just letting me off my leash. As the Carlisles prepared to debut Vanessa at the Manhattan Arts Gala, I was already making my move. "Get dressed. We're going to a party."

Modern Modern Revenge Drama Revenge Female-centered

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(Nellie)

"Can you stop that already"

"What?"

"That… quit it now or else… I'll rip you apart!"I growled, turning around angrily, anyone would think I was talking to a human being. Unfortunately, that wasn't it. I was talking to my inner self, it was weird but I could hold a heated conversation with her, I called her Angela. "Even Fe doesn't like it"my inner self scolded and I sensed a hint of mockery in her tone, glancing down it was my pet ferret tugging at my feet

"No now Fe… I'm late for school" I said shoving my ferret away

Ahh! This was causing me anxiety, dad already called me like a thousand times to get ready, unfortunately, I couldn't decide what to wear

"Sexy or hot"

"Cute and bubbly"

"Lame and nerdy"

My inner self and I debated on the various outfits I placed on the bed to choose from

"Red and blue, eww Nellie… wear jeans and a crop shirt"my inner self mocked when I picked up a red skirt and a blue blouse.

"It's not a fashion show dummy… plus I'd rather not draw attention to myself"I scoffed and picked something else. My inner self had crazy ideas when it came to fashion. I was different. I liked hiding my skin not exposing my skin

"That doesn't look good… it's your first day" Angela scoffed and I ignored her. Ferret on the other hand was busy trying to get my attention by clawing at the long skirt I was wearing

"Shoo… go away Fe," I said, kicking him away. He was so annoying. Sometimes I just wished dad never rescued him from the animal control a few blocks away. Unfortunately, dad was like superman

I shifted around and ended up standing in front of the mirror. Looking at my reflection, maybe Angela was right, the black long skirt didn't go well with my dress shirt

Curse my sense of fashion!

However, I was trying everything I could to keep this low profile

"Nellie honey! Three more minutes!"I heard my dad shouting from downstairs and I was screwed

"Damn it… is the hair alright, "I asked, not sure if to let my hair down or tie it in a ponytail. Angela was doing nothing to help me.

Soon I packed my books and calculator in my blue backpack and rushed out of my room

"Dad… I'm so sorry. I thought"I said running down the few stairs "dad…"I called out when I reached the living room..our house was small with just two bedrooms on the upper case. A small living room with just a sizable bookshelf and a fireplace. There was no dining room, just a small kitchen where dad did all his cooking with me. Truth be told, I sucked at cooking

There was an attic and a basement. Dark and creepy

"Dad.. this isn't funny, where are you?"I shouted when I searched the living room and kitchen unfortunately he wasn't there.

The old man was strange..he kept on yelling my name non-stop but when I get downstairs, he wasn't there

"Gotcha!" he yelled from behind creeping me out that I nearly fell from fright only to be engulfed in his arms

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