The Billionaire Heiress No One Saw Coming

I was on vacation in Bali when I got the urgent call to return home.
It turns out, I’m not my parents’ biological daughter.
My family commands a billion-dollar empire, but my adoptive mother struggled with infertility. So they adopted me, raising me as their own flesh and blood.
My mother was terrified I’d feel slighted. “We looked into your birth parents, darling. They’re… not well off. If you have a hard time, you must promise to tell us.”
So here I was, in my mid-twenties, heading to meet them with a heart full of complicated emotions.
At their house, my biological parents were sitting on a sofa, with a girl about my age nestled between them.
They greeted me with a warning. “We’ve always thought of Rina as our own daughter. The majority of our assets will be left to her. We hope you won’t get any funny ideas.”

1
I asked, with genuine curiosity, “Then why bring me back at all?”
If they weren’t calling me home to inherit a fortune, was it because they thought my life was going a little too well?
Mr. Vance, my biological father, snorted. “A Vance belongs with the Vances. We couldn’t let our bloodline just wander in the wild.”
Whenever I’d reunite with my adoptive parents after a long time apart, they’d always have a gift ready to celebrate.
My first day reuniting with my biological parents, their gift was to put me firmly in my place.
Before I came, my mom had painted a tearful picture of their poverty, as if I were being sent to live in a beggar’s den. Looking around now, the Vance home was better than I expected.
The girl squeezed between them had red-rimmed eyes. “Aria, I know you must have suffered so much all these years. I’ve usurped your identity, and you must be furious, but I really don’t want to leave Mom and Dad.”
My biological mother hugged her, tears streaming down her face. “Rina, darling, what are you saying? In our hearts, you have always been our real daughter.”
My biological father’s face was stern as he looked at me. “There’s no ‘real versus fake heiress’ drama in this family. Rina is our daughter, and she is your sister.”
“We’ve poured everything into raising her to be the exceptional young woman she is. We won’t tolerate any petty scheming from you.”
I watched this picture-perfect family moment, unsure of what to say.
I wasn't particularly hurt.
I’m in my twenties, raised in a bubble of love and wealth. The last thing I was going to do was agonize over whether my newfound biological parents loved me.
Mrs. Vance’s eyes scanned me, noticing I was empty-handed. “You’re dressed nicely enough, but you couldn’t even bring a single bag?”
It took me a second to register her meaning. I shrugged. “Nothing worth bringing.”
The truth was, my parents had packed so many suitcases for me that I’d arranged for our butler, Mr. Kingston, to have them all sent over later.
But I’d just changed my mind. I wouldn’t be calling him just yet.
Mrs. Vance’s brow furrowed at my answer. “People from simple backgrounds are always so stingy. They raised you all this time and didn’t give you a single decent thing. Don’t think you can use this as an excuse to latch onto our family.”
“Whatever bad habits you picked up in your old life, you’d better leave them at the door.”
Mr. Vance pulled out a credit card. “Here’s fifty thousand dollars. Consider it a thank-you to them for raising you. I expect this card to be the end of it. We don’t want them showing up here, trying to cash in on their good deed.”
My eye twitched.
Fifty thousand? For a family this cheap, that wasn’t even enough to bribe Mr. Kingston.

2
Footsteps echoed from the staircase.
It seemed there was one more person in the house.
A man in a sharp suit descended, his face a thundercloud.
“Benjamin,” Rina chirped.
Benjamin Vance glanced at me. “I only have one sister. And it’s Rina.”
Me: “?”
Mr. and Mrs. Vance said nothing.
“Benjamin, dear, where are you off to?”
Benjamin’s expression shifted to one of smug satisfaction. “Preston from Apex Industries and I have really been hitting it off. He invited me out to dinner.”
Mr. Vance shot to his feet. “Apex Industries?!”
“That’s my son! Making friends with the likes of Preston.”
A smirk played on Benjamin’s lips. “And in two weeks, the Foster heir is coming back to the country. The Fosters are throwing a welcome-home banquet, and Preston promised me an invitation.”
Mr. Vance’s eyes were practically glowing with excitement. “The Fosters?”
Benjamin nodded proudly.
The Fosters. A dynasty among dynasties. Their family had only two children, a son and a daughter. The heir Benjamin was talking about was the younger son, Caleb Foster.
There were whispers of old royal blood in their family line, which had earned Caleb the nickname “The Heir.”
His last name was Foster; fortune was his destiny.
Father and son were still waxing poetic about the mystique and grandeur of the Foster family.
My face was turning red from holding back laughter.
My name is Aria Beaumont, and my adoptive family, the Beaumonts, are lifelong friends with the Fosters. The Foster heiress, Maya, and I have been joined at the hip since we were kids.
And yet, I’d never heard any of these ridiculous rumors. This was hilarious.
My phone vibrated. Speak of the devil. A text from The Heir himself.
Caleb: Aria, I heard you’re back! It’s so boring over here. I wanna come home too.
Caleb: [CryingKitty.gif]
Me: Your Highness, we are blessed by your message.
Caleb: ?
Meanwhile, Rina was completely captivated by Benjamin’s stories, practically swooning at the thought of The Heir.
Her eyes were shining. “I can’t believe someone as incredible as The Heir actually exists in this world.”
Mrs. Vance nodded. “Such an outstanding young man. I wonder which family will be lucky enough to have him.” She then gave me a pointed look. “A family like the Fosters… some people will go their whole lives without ever even hearing their name.”

3
“Hahahahahaha! No, did they really say that?”
Maya Foster nearly spit out her coffee.
I nodded, amused. “Benjamin said he’s going to bring Rina to the banquet. Now all she can think about is your little brother.”
Maya and Caleb were only a few years apart and had spent their entire childhood fighting.
“You know that little leech will be stuck to your side the entire night. Won’t your new sister just die of jealousy when she sees you two?”
I took a sip of my coffee. “My new family already looks down on me. Can you imagine if I went up and announced that I used to spank The Heir for being a picky eater?”
Maya was laughing so hard she was doubled over. “Your biological family is something else. How on earth did they get the impression you were poor?”
I sighed dramatically. “I don’t know. Maybe I just radiate a certain broke-girl energy?”
Maya rolled her eyes. “If Aria Beaumont is broke, then there are no rich people left in the world.”
I grinned slyly. “Well, there’s still the Foster Princess and her Heir Apparent~”
Maya bristled. “Aria Beaumont! You take that back!”

4
Mr. Kingston called to confirm that the luggage was still on hold, then asked about Mochi.
“Mochi seems a bit down without you here.”
Mochi is my cat.
I found him when I was hanging out at the Fosters’ estate. A scruffy little white kitten had snuck into their yard.
Oh, right. The famous Heir is terrified of cats.
The staff was about to shoo the kitten away, but he was so dirty and had a limp in one leg. He looked utterly pathetic.
So I took him to the vet, got his leg fixed and his shots, named him Mochi, and he’s been with me ever since.
I gave Mr. Kingston the address. “Bring him over. I’m out with Maya right now.”
A little while later, Maya peered into the cat carrier and sighed. “Mochi, you get uglier every time I see you.”
I slapped her arm lightly. “Don’t say that! He’s not ugly at all. Our Mochi is the cutest.”
Maya’s apology was swift. “Sorry, Mochi. You’re adorable.”
Objectively speaking, Mochi wasn't a conventionally handsome cat.
But that was just my first impression. Now, I find him ugly in the most endearing way. Uniquely ugly.
Especially when Caleb, torn between his fear and his desire to pet Mochi, would finally work up the courage to reach out. Mochi would just sit there, staring calmly at him.
The second Caleb’s hand got close, Mochi would dart away, not letting a single finger touch his fur.
How could such a perfect cat exist?

5
“Ugh, what is that ugly cat!” Rina shrieked.
When I got back to the Vances’ house, no one was home, so I let Mochi out in the living room.
I didn’t expect Rina to walk in and start screaming, startling him.
I scooped Mochi up, annoyed. “He’s my cat.”
And you’re the ugliest thing here.
Rina’s face twisted in disdain. “Sorry, sister. My friends all have, like, Abyssinians or Devon Rexes. I’ve just never seen a cat like… that.”
I had to physically restrain myself from rolling my eyes.
What an uncultured snob.
Soon, the rest of the family arrived.
Benjamin was holding an invitation, his eyes alight with triumph. “The Fosters’ invitation. It says one guest can bring two people.”
Rina clung to his arm. “Benjamin~”
He patted her head. “Go buy yourself a beautiful dress.”
Rina let out a happy cheer. Then, as if remembering something, she looked at me. “Benjamin, you should bring Aria, too.”
Me: “…”
Benjamin just grunted, noncommittal.
“I heard that even the notoriously private Beaumont heiress will be attending. The Beaumonts are on par with the Fosters, you know.”
Yup, can confirm.
A glint of ambition appeared in Benjamin’s eyes. “I’ve long heard that Miss Beaumont is gentle, quiet, and stunningly beautiful. A perfect match for a man like me. Mom, Dad, if I could marry Miss Beaumont…”
I jumped.
Whoa! No way. I’m your sister!
Mr. Vance was thrilled. “Benjamin, you’re handsome and so accomplished. Even Miss Beaumont is sure to fall for you.”
No, Miss Beaumont will not.
Rina suddenly looked shy. “Mom, Dad, do you think The Heir will like me?”
Oh, please, not this again.
I think of Caleb as a little brother. My dad said you’re my sister. That makes you and Caleb practically siblings! You can't be together!
Mr. and Mrs. Vance were already lost in their fantasy, their faces flushed with excitement. “Rina, you’re so beautiful and sweet. Of course The Heir will like you. You just have to seize the opportunity, you understand?”
I felt faint.
This entire family was insane.

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