All Chapters of THE SECRET HEIRESS : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

NADIA'S POVI closed my eyes and could see it so clearly, Richard standing at the altar, waiting for me. The white flowers around us shimmered in the soft light, their fragrance intoxicating.I was there, in a gown so perfect it felt like it was made just for me. The delicate lace clung to my figure, and the long train flowed behind me like a river of dreams.In my mind, Richard’s eyes met mine, and the world seemed to stand still. He smiled, that charming, disarming smile that had once made me believe in love.I imagined myself walking down the aisle toward him, every step a declaration that he was mine, not Tammie’s.When I reached him, he took my hand, his touch warm and steady. His voice echoed in my mind, deep and tender. “I’ve always loved you, Nadia.”And then, we kissed. A kiss so passionate, so full of promise, that it felt like the culmination of everything I’d ever wanted. The crowd around us faded into the background; it was just us, together, as it should’ve been from the

NADIA'S POV“Nadia? Are you okay?” Stanley’s voice broke through my thoughts.I blinked, forcing a smile. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I said quickly, turning my attention back to my brother.But curiosity got the better of me, and I glanced back toward where Mr. Jacob had been standing.He was gone.My stomach churned uneasily as I scanned the area. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. Had I imagined it? Or was he really here, watching us?I shook my head, trying to dismiss the thought, but a gnawing feeling of unease rests in my chest.Something wasn’t right, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that Mr. Jacob’s presence…or absence…was no coincidence.Finally when we were at the dining table eating and drinking till the sudden question came up.'' Kid sister, I can see a ring on your engagement finger. '' My elder brother asked with a smiling face as he waited eagerly to hear my response.As usual I know my mother very well as she waited for me to explain to my father and elder brother that

JACOB POV“Dad, why do you look so tense?” Daniel asked, sitting beside me in the car. His voice was calm, but his eyes held concern.Actually I had gone to the mansion of the Morales not just me but with my son, the letter i had seen in the email box when I had gone to collect my emails from my box that was placed in front of my house.I couldn't stop thinking about who had written the letter by telling me that it was one of the Morales families that had placed the exact necklace we had at the spot where my son had stayed on the rooftop.I leaned back in the driver’s seat, staring at the dusty windshield. “Tense? No, Daniel, I’m thinking. There’s a difference,” I replied, my tone sharp. I didn’t mean to snap, but my mind was swirling with too many questions, too many possibilities.He didn’t respond immediately. I glanced at him and saw his jaw tighten, his fists clenched. I sighed, softening my voice.“Daniel, tell me something. Did you see anyone near the spot where you left your g

MAX POV"Max," the voice on the other end said, a note of urgency in his tone. "We’ve got a problem. Mr. Jacob got his hands on another copy of the contract file."My stomach tightened, but I kept my voice steady. "Don’t worry about it," I said. "I already signed the contract and collected the money. Jacob’s too late.""Are you sure about this?""Positive," I replied, a smirk forming on my lips. "I made my move before he even knew what was happening."As I ended the call, I couldn’t help but smile to myself. "Outsmarted you again, Jacob," I muttered.I walked back into the living room, my confidence radiating. My mother and Anya looked at me expectantly, their curiosity still burning.I didn’t say a word, letting the happiness of the moment hang in the air.Inside, though, my mind was already racing. If Jacob had another copy of the contract, things could get complicated when he tries to get the money and find out that it is all gone.NADIA'S POINT OF VIEWIt was already in the early

NADIA'S POVShe quickly poured it over her arms and face, smearing it to look like blood. Then, she collapsed onto the ground, moaning as if in pain."Perfect," I muttered under my breath, impressed by her performance.Carl’s truck roared to life, and he drove it straight toward Alisha’s car. The massive vehicle hit the red car with a deafening crash, sending it tumbling down the hill. The sound of metal crunching against rocks echoed through the air.Carl didn’t wait to admire his handiwork. He hit the gas, speeding away from the scene.I turned my attention back to Richard’s car. The fallen branch had dislodged from his windshield, but the damage was done. His car was stationary now, the engine still running but the front hood crumpled.Through the cracked glass, I saw him moving, as he was unhurt. He opened the door and stepped out, his face was full of confusion and concern.His eyes scanned the scene, landing on the empty road where the red car had been earlier before stumbling d