All Chapters of THE AMAZING HEIRESS: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

As agreed during her grandfather's call, before lunch time, Sarah drives to her grandfather's historic mansion, where she is poised to make her formal entry into the family's elite world.Stepping into the grand foyer, it is evident that the household was in a frenzy of activity, all in preparation for her arrival. The gazes she encountered her family and relatives, however, were anything but welcoming and some they dripped with condescension.Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted those who looked like they had stepped out of a fairytale – princesses and princes in both appearance and demeanor. What set them apart was their language; instead of conversing in English, Mandarin, or Shanghainese, they whisper secrets in the elegance of French. Sarah decided to adopt the role of the outsider who seemingly didn't understand, determined not to let their sophisticated chatter rattle her.As she made her way into the cavernous dining hall, she found the Lao's already seated, along with her

After spending the night in her granduncle Vincent’s penthouse, Sarah finally received word that her apartment had been cleared. No bombs, no intruders. It was safe.She exhales in relief, but deep down, she knew she couldn’t afford to slow down. If anything, this only reinforced her urgency. Time was slipping through her fingers. Her mission wasn’t just about finishing her education or seeking justice for her parents and grandmother—it was also about securing an heir.At just 18, she was painfully aware of how young she was for such weighty responsibilities. Yet, when she looks in the mirror, she saw a contradiction staring back at her. Without makeup, her delicate features could easily pass for 16, but her body tells another story—curves in all the right places, a frame that exuded both femininity and quiet strength.But none of it matters. She has no experience with men—not physically, nor emotionally, and certainly not romantically. And yet, she has no choice but to think and act l

Her pulse racing, her breath unsteady. Standing before him, this man—so close, so impossibly masculine—ignited something inside her that she had never felt before. A raw attraction, an unspoken pull.William took a step closer, his gaze dark, unreadable. His fingers reached for a stray lock of her hair, twirling it between his fingers before tucking it behind her ear."You're nervous," he murmurs, his voice deep and velvety.Sarah swallows hard, nodding. "I’ve never… done this before."His expression didn’t change, but something flickers in his eyes—something primal, something protective. "I know."Her breath hitches. "Does it bother you?"William let out a quiet, almost amused exhale as his fingers traced the bare skin of her shoulder. "No, Sarah. It doesn’t bother me." His gaze softens. "It makes me want to take my time."She shivers at his touch, at the way his voice seemed to settle in the deepest part of her. "I don’t know what to do."His hand slid to her waist, his warmth searin

William Xu, still half-asleep, stretched out on the luxurious sheets of his expansive bed. He yawns, expecting to find Sarah nestled beside him, but the space next to him was empty and cold. Confusion quickly turned to concern as he realized she had left.William calls out, "Sarah?"He sits up, his gaze darting around the room, but there was no sign of her. The disheveled bed and a faint, lingering scent of her perfume were the only reminders that she had been there. Panic began to gnaw at him as he wondered why she had left so abruptly."Where could she have gone?" He feels a sudden frustration.The memory of their passionate night together has left an undeniable mark on him, and he couldn't help but feel a mixture of pride and possessiveness. He had been Sarah's first, and the knowledge that she had chosen him brought a sense of satisfaction that transcended physical desire.He immediately reached for his phone and called his bodyguards, inquiring if they had seen Sarah. While talkin

Meanwhile at Xiang Buddhist Temple…According to Buddhist tradition, as the blood family member, Sarah is draped in a simple, white sheath dress that hugs her every curve, Sarah exemplifies a blend of grace and determination. The long sleeves provide an air of modesty, while the hood framing her face adds an element of intrigue.Her attire is not merely a fashion choice; it conceals her handgun, cleverly strapped to her limbs and ready for action. Sarah was always prepared, and her dress, its hem gracefully brushing her ankles, conceals her true intentions.A pair of sleek, black stilettos grace her feet, their sharp lines a stark contrast to the flowing elegance of her dress. These shoes are more than just a fashion statement; they symbolize her inner strength and readiness to face any challenge head-on. Her chestnut brown curls, typically flowing like a cascade of sunshine, are expertly tied in a neat bun, ensuring they stay out of her way as she readied herself for the unpredictable