Revenge of the secret heiress

Kate's POV My hands tremble as I crumple the picture, folding it in my hand, my fingers digging into my palm. I nod repeatedly, trying to process the accusation. Kyle and Pamela are already dressing up. I throw the picture back at them, my voice shrill and echoing through the room. "No! This is not true... I am not the one here!"Kyle's face twists in anger. "You're denying the clear evidence? So, all this while... you've been pretending to be a saint while cheating on me? Do you know how painful that is? You had sex with another man while you are pregnant with our baby!"I shake my head, desperation creeping into my voice. "No, no, I... I'm not, I don't know that man. I rarely leave the house, how would I have time for cheating?".Pamela sneers, stepping forward. "You're worse, you won't even admit it." The situation is shifting against me, and the fact that they are cheating on me is suddenly forgotten, replaced by this fake picture and their accusations."Baby, please," I beg, m

Kate's POVMy eyes settled on Pamela, she was the one behind all of this. The pain of watching Kyle willingly let himself be manipulated by her hurt me the most.I turned to Kyle, my voice trembling with desperation. "Kyle, let's redo the DNA test, please.""Shut your mouth!" he snapped, his eyes blazing with mistrust. "I know what you're planning. I'm not playing your game."My heart pounded in my chest. "But you want to be played by my sister? She's the one behind this!" My voice rose more than I could imagine. I'm in pain.His response was a thunderous slap across my face, sending a fresh wave of pain and blood down my cheek. “Ouch!" I gasped, my vision blurring from the sting. "You're disgusting," he spat, his words slicing through me like a blade. "You keep pinning it on her… Look, Kate, I'll let this go. I'll forgive you, if you're willing to just tell me who this man is. Let me leash my anger on him, not you. Maybe he took advantage of you because you were vulnerable. I'm boi

**Kate's POV**There isn’t an unattractive woman in the world—just one without money or peace of mind. Get both, and men line up, ready to die for you, maybe even kill for you.I can testify to that. Ms. Janet has transformed me into a different person entirely in just a week, and I can see how beautiful and worthy I am. I shouldn't have self-harmed this beautiful self for any man. No woman should.Tomorrow, Ms. Janet will announce the arrival of the Hera Queen—me.But before that, I decide to get myself my dream car. A Tesla. It’s something I’ve longed for but never even considered owning. I thought as long as I stayed loyal to Kyle, everything would be alright. But I was wrong.As the car stops in front of the showroom, Helena, my personal assistant, immediately gets out and opens the door for me. I step out, wearing a form-fitting red dress that clings to my curves and high heels that click sharply on the pavement.Every man and passerby has their eyes on me, lingering, devouring,

Kate's POV:Pamela is still as annoying as ever, always pulling her manipulative strings, and somehow, Kyle is still caught in her web. The fact that he can’t see through her schemes is both laughable and tragic. She’s been trying to overshadow me for years, stealing my spotlight whenever she can. I used to let her, shrinking back to keep the peace. But not anymore.I face her, a sharp smile on my face, masking the fury bubbling beneath the surface. “All this fuss over a $50,000 car? Wow, Pamela, you must have it bad to be so shocked. You’re beautiful, but dating a guy who thinks that’s all you’re worth? Wild.”Her face twists with rage, her eyes wide and neck veins bulging. “You think $50,000 is nothing? I swear, you’ve never seen that much money in your life!”Of course, Kyle chimes in, like clockwork. “Kate, there’s no need to brag just to impress me. I don’t care.”I raise an eyebrow, my voice calm but biting. “Impressing you would be the stupidest thing I could do, Kyle. You’re n

**Kyle's POV**Oh shit! I’ve messed up. I can’t believe I’m the one who led Kate to her divorce. And today, after seeing her, I don’t even know how I feel. She’s changed so much. Kate has become someone I never imagined—so confident, so damn beautiful. That’s undeniable. And her attitude? Badass.As I sit in the car, driving toward my grandfather’s house, my mind keeps drifting back to her. Pamela, sitting beside me, won’t stop complaining about being humiliated by Kate. She also won’t shut up about the car I didn’t buy. Her whining is getting under my skin, but I tune her out as best I can.“Kyle, you did wrong!” she suddenly shouts, snapping me out of my thoughts. I slam on the brakes in frustration, and we both lurch forward slightly.“Please, step out now,” I say, my voice calm but sharp.“What? Why… why are you acting cold toward me all of a sudden? I’m sorry if what I said made you angry. I didn’t mean it,” she pleads, reaching out to hold my hand gently.I turn to look at her a