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Lost heiress!

Author: RishK
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-22 15:18:21

Ashley POV

"Miss Diana, this is your food. Make sure to eat healthy." The nurse placed the food on my table. Even though it's been 24 hours since I woke up, I still had no appetite.

I held the spoon and began eating when all of a sudden an old man entered the ICU room. I was scared to see him; he might have been around his late seventies. Two women followed him inside and they closed the door. He appeared so desperate.

"Take her inside." He gestured towards the girls. They set aside my food and pulled me out of bed by holding my hand.

"Who are you? Tell me who you are?" I started screaming. Those women dragged me into the changing room and undressed me. I was stunned, thinking something worse was ready for me. They turned me around and looked everywhere at my back. They started scratching my back, even using some kind of laser thing on my body. I was scared because even though they were female, they were as powerful as men.

"Can you tell me what's going on? You are troubling me, and I can sue you for this," I shouted. They got away from me. I immediately put my clothes on, and they stepped out.

"Mr. Dylan was right. She is your lost granddaughter, Miss Ashley." As soon as they said that, my brain fogged for a moment.

"Lost granddaughter? Ashley? Can you tell me what's going on?" I asked, but the old man came and hugged me tightly. He caressed my forehead. His eyes filled with tears.

"Ashley... Where were you all these years? We all missed you like hell." He was crying, but I still couldn’t understand. It was so dramatic for my chaotic life.

"You are Ashley Weber, the elder daughter of Weber Technologies. You were lost when you were twelve, during a family vacation to Croatia. When they couldn’t find you, the Weber family thought you were dead. Many girls came pretending to be you, but they failed to prove themselves. But you have the birthmark that your mother had." They explained everything, but it was difficult to accept that I wasn’t Diana but Ashley.

"Do you think I will fall for this trap?" I said, what if they sell me somewhere in the slave market?

"See. This is your mother's picture. And this is you when you were twelve." Grandpa showed me the photos. I was a little assured that they were somewhat related to me. I was dying to know my original identity, I already lived three years of a life that was never mine.

My new journey began when they took me to my new house, a big palace belonging to the Webers. I had no idea that I had such a beautiful house and an amazing family.

As soon as I got there, One tall boy approached me, and I was speechless to see him. He looked exactly like me as if we were twins.

"Ashley, this is your younger brother, Alan," he said. I never knew I had such a handsome brother. His eyes turned glassy as if he had controlled his tears for long time.

"Alan.." I smiled, I felt sense of security after seeing him.

"I missed you so much. It felt like I lost half of my body." He hugged me immediately. The bunch of roses behind me scared me. I was allergic to roses so I suddenly sneezed.

"Miss Ashley.." A team of doctors was already lined up to serve me. I was just sneezed and they started acting like I was dying. "We are skilled doctors from the United States. We are here 24/7 for your treatment," they said. I was not used to this.

"Brother Alan, what's the need for this? I'm fine. You can send them away." I said to Alan. He held my shoulder and smiled.

"You know you are the most precious person in our family. You bring joy to our family. Have you seen that chandelier?" He gestured at the big golden chandelier in the middle of the palace. It was beautiful enough to brighten up the entire place. "Grandpa didn’t light it since you were lost. He only lit it today, after twelve years."

"Really?" I asked, shocked. I realized how much I was loved in this household. All must be missing me.

"Now you take some rest. You must be tired." Alan said, and I nodded. It was already late.

"One more thing, Grandpa wanted to introduce you to the world. He wanted to announce that you are back. So he held a welcome party for you." Alan told me. It was visible that they were not able to control their excitement.

"Alright." I came to my room to take a rest. I breathed heavily looking at everything around me as my life had changed overnight.

The next day, the palace was being decorated as if for a grand celebration. The sparkling glow of chandeliers lit up everything around. In my suite, servants stood before me, holding a dress, necklace, accessories, and so much more.

"What is all this?" I asked them, and they began looking at each other uncertainly.

"This is all for you. You’re the heiress of the Weber family," one of the servants said.

they helped get me ready. I wore a red satin gown and an expensive diamond necklace, and as evening fell, I went downstairs to meet the guests.

As soon as I stepped down, my brother Alan was quite excite to meet me all his friends. He proudly

"This is your distant uncle.." Grandpa was introducing me to everyone else. Suddenly someone grabbed my attention. It was him. Dylan.

Tall body, well-set brown hair. Black tuxedo. I started searching for him, and as I followed him ahead, he disappeared. I looked around. He took me to the hospital, paid my bill beforehand and even informed my family about me. I need to thank him.

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Anurag
This push and pull between Diana and Dylan is amazing.
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Verity Cart
Oouuuuu i am loving this already. The author sure knows how to carry out emotions from sad to happy to sad again. Love love it
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