All Chapters of Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Mia's POVI could barely process the flood of emotions racing through me. My heart was pounding, my hands trembling as I struggled to grasp what had just been revealed. I had always wondered about my origins, why I was abandoned, why I had been left to grow up without the family I so desperately longed for. But this? This was too much.Grandpa muttered something, his voice distant, but I could hear the words clearly. "I knew that St. Mary's orphanage home sounded quite familiar the first time I heard it from Mia..." My chest tightened at the mention of that place. It was the place that held so many memories for me, the one place that had been a key to my past, and now... it was all becoming too real. I sat down heavily, my mind spinning in a whirlwind of thoughts. All those years, all that time spent wondering, hoping to reunite with my real family... I never expected it to happen like this. I stared at Mr. and Mrs. Lannister, the reality of them being my grandparents crashing dow

Sheila's POVShopping, shopping, and more shopping. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this exhausted. My feet were aching, and it felt like we’d walked through every boutique in the city. Three stores were enough for me. But Grandma and Granny? They were just getting started. I wasn’t sure if they were immune to tiredness or secretly trying to shop the entire mall in one day. It had been a week since the DNA test we eventually did came back positive, and the joy in our family felt endless. The Lannisters had been overjoyed, and they wanted us to move in with them right away. They even offered to throw a huge feast to celebrate. Mom and I had to convince them to hold off, at least for a little while, so we could figure out how to reorganize our lives after leaving the small, quiet town where we had lived for some time. I was lost in thought, my mind drifting as I followed the others into yet another store. I was so tired, but they seemed to have an endless supply of ener

Sheila's POVI stood still on the runway, refusing to move as I stared at the private plane in front of me. Alfred stood by the door, trying to stay polite. "Please, Mistress," he said gently, his tone calm. “Master is waiting. You should come with us.” I shook my head, my arms crossed firmly over my chest. "I'm not going anywhere until Andrew tells me what's really going on." I added, “And you should address me by my name, Alfred. I'm no longer the Mistress of the house.” Alfred's expression softened slightly as he spoke gently. “You still remain our Mistress, and Master really just wants to speak with you. Please, just give him a chance." Before I could respond, I heard someone call my name. I froze, my heart skipping a beat. I turned toward the plane, and a figure emerged from the steps. It was Anna, her face lit up with a wide, welcoming smile. She beamed at me, her arms open in a gesture for me to come closer. “Mistress!" she called out with a warmth that immediately

Andrew’s POV I was trying so hard to understand what I had just heard. Anna, the woman who had served me so faithfully all these years, had been hiding something this massive from me. How could Therese be Anna's daughter? I stared at her, disbelief flooding my veins. I hadn’t known Anna had a child, let alone one who was working in my mansion under false pretenses. “What’s going on, Anna?” I asked, my voice thick with anger and confusion. “How is it possible that your daughter has been working here without my knowledge?” Anna’s face twisted with a mix of guilt and fear, tears welling up in her eyes. She had never been one to break down easily, but this time, it was different. “She’s not really my daughter, Master,” Anna explained shakily, her voice quivering. “She’s my late twin sister’s child… I raised her as my own after my sister passed away. I’ve done everything I could to give her a good life, everything. I sent money whenever I could, supported her when she needed it. I

Sheila's POVAs the plane touched down in the city, I felt a sense of relief mixed with anxiety. We were finally back, but the weight of everything that had happened still loomed over me. As soon as the plane’s door opened, the cold rush of air hit us, and I could see the flashing lights of police cars waiting on the tarmac. They were already here, prepared for whatever would unfold next. As we began to step off the plane, the sound of raised voices reached us. Turning around, I saw Andrew's guards holding Anna back, their grip firm as she struggled against them. "Please, I just need to talk to her!" Anna cried out desperately, her voice trembling. "I promise I don't mean any harm!"Andrew’s expression darkened as he stepped forward. “Take her away,” he ordered, his tone cold and unyielding. “I don’t want to see her again.” “No! Please, Mistress, just a moment! I need to say something to you,” Anna pleaded, her voice growing louder. Her tear-filled eyes met mine, and the despe