The Heiress They Threw Away

The day my birth parents brought me home, they gave me a grand tour of their luxury mansion.

They told me this would be my home from now on.

I looked at the house I’d only recently asked someone to rent out and thought:

Well... technically, they weren’t wrong.

Having a middle-aged man call you “sweetheart” outside your college gates is not a pleasant experience.

I stiffly turned my head. A couple stood beside a luxury car, their eyes brimming with tears.

I recognized the girl beside them.

Chloe Parker, a freshman who’d recently joined the student council.