Jilted Ex? I'm The Lost Heiress

Chapter 5

Word Count: 989 | Released on: 18/05/2026

ple duffel bag slung over her shoulder. It conta

omewhere

dge, blocking the sidewalk. Wayne looked terrible-his tie wa

way, Wayne," La

" Wayne sneered, shoving

ng headline: Meridian R&D Head Fired for Es

h triumphant malice. "My PR team is destroying you. No lab in

n over the Delta Lab patents to Meridian, and publicly apologize to Jessica. Do that, and maybe Wayn

lt a profound, exhausting pity for how pathologically delu

" Eleanor raised her h

a low, terrifying rumble v

shark through shallow water. Behind it, four massive, black ar

doors of the Range Rovers flew open, and a dozen men in tailored black suits po

ce opened, and an elderly man

speak, Eleanor burst int

rly man, her face ugly with jealousy and contempt. "Is this him

Sleeping with a man old enough to be in a grave just to

treated the Sterlings like buzzing flies. He walked straight past the

rying clearly in the dead silent street.

had grown up in a damp, loveless orphanage, believing she was a piece of trash t

fensive venom. "Hiring actors to play my long-lost family so I'll drop

is eyes softening with d

ly orchestrated a fire at the hospital where you were born. In the chaos, they kidnapped you and abandoned you to destroy the D

ery foundation of her identity. Kidnapped? Searched for? But she forced her face to remai

id, her voice trembling sl

k, you submitted a routine blood sample at the city hospital. It

screen was an official DNA report

"I can forge a PDF like this in five minutes," she said stubbornly

ply reached out and swiped

a f

ned by time. But it wasn't just the physical resemblance that shattered Lana's defenses. It was the

ing herself to sleep, wondering why she wasn'

her shaking hands. Her vision

nd, unable to stand being ignored. "Is that your pricing me

't look at Wayne. The noise of the St

, abused orphan was gone. When she spoke, her voice

to them

htened up. His eyes finally locked onto

security. "If they come within fifty feet of

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“I sat in the corner booth of a high-end restaurant, clutching a velvet-wrapped box to celebrate the multi-million dollar funding I had just secured for our company. My boyfriend, Wayne, finally walked in forty-five minutes late, but he wasn't alone. My best friend Jessica was clinging to his arm, her hand resting protectively over a twelve-week baby bump. "We're breaking up, Lana," Wayne said, refusing to even look at me. "Jessica fits the image of a CEO's wife better. Investors want pedigree, and your orphan background is a liability for the IPO." When I refused to hand over my patents for a measly severance check, the betrayal turned physical. His mother called me a "gutter rat" and threw a bowl of scalding soup onto my neck, while Wayne threatened to sue me for corporate espionage to ruin my reputation. They threw me out of the apartment I helped pay for, laughing as I stood on the sidewalk with nothing but a duffel bag and a burned shoulder. I couldn't wrap my head around the cruelty. How could the man I built a pharmaceutical empire for treat me like a disposable parasite? Did they honestly believe I was a nameless nobody they could just erase after stealing my life's work? But as Wayne stepped out to mock me one last time, a fleet of silver Rolls Royces pulled up to the curb, boxing in his car and stopping traffic. A man in white gloves stepped out and bowed deeply toward me. "Welcome home, Miss Delacroix," he said, his voice echoing across the street. "Your parents have been waiting twenty years for this moment." Wayne watched in frozen horror as I stepped into the luxury car, finally realizing that the "orphan" he had just discarded was actually the long-lost heir to the most powerful family in the country.”