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Fake Heiress, True Queen

“Catherine is the sole heiress to a wealthy family. She grew up surrounded by luxurious food, fine clothes, and was surrounded by servants. However, things took a turn she never expected – she was not her parents' biological daughter. The real daughter of the Kate family has now returned. 20 years ago, at the hospital where she was born, the nurse mistook her for another child. She was just the daughter of an ordinary family. "Catherine, you don't have to call me Grandpa anymore," her once amiable grandfather said calmly. "I propose to kick Catherine out of the family. She is only an outsider and has no right to inherit the family property," Catherine's uncle said coldly. “I’m sorry, Catherine. We owe Millie too much. We made her suffer so much. Now we have to give her more love.” Her parents said something apologetic, but they never looked at Catherine while saying it. Their eyes stayed on Millie the whole time. Catherine smiled. "There's no need to apologize. I should be the one apologizing. As an outsider, I allowed the Kate family to raise me for so many years without any compensation. I'll return what I owe you. Goodbye." Catherine turned and walked out of the Kate household without looking back. Her family banished her, and her former siblings refused to talk to her because she was not the true heiress, but what did it matter? "Boss, I heard that the Kate Family kicked you out of the house! They're asking for it. Should we send someone to ruin the Kate Family?” The leader of the Coven said. "Chairman, as long as you agree, I will bankrupt the Kate family within a month," one of the heads of the world's top financial groups called. "Lady Catherine, do we need to impose legal sanctions on the Kate family?" An official who was in charge of the Kate family's black market asked coldly. She might be a fake heiress, but she was a true queen.

Vitality Bomb · Urban
Not enough ratings
40 Chs

Personal Accidents

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Hello, this is Johnson."

"Hello, chief editor Johnson. This is Catherine."

"Oh, it's Catherine. I was just about to call you. Did you have a good rest last night?"

"It was alright. There was an emergency. But it's settled now."

"What emergency? Oh... I didn't mean to pry. I shouldn't have asked. Anyway, the President has given us feedback for your report and the results are remarkable. Our sales are ahead of all the other newspapers as well. The president granted you 15 days of paid vacation as a reward, so you should have a good rest. Oh, by the way, have you seen Alan before? He's the guy who went to the party with you last night. He didn't come to work today. He didn't answer his phone calls or texts, either"

"Have you seen this morning's news, sir? The one on the front page."

"Not yet. Why?"

"Then please take some time to read it. I think... After reading it, you'll know where Alan went." With that, Catherine hung up the phone.

Johnson was confused by Catherine's way of speaking, but he still listened to her suggestion and turned on his computer to search for today's news. When he read about the murders last night, he gasped in shock

Recalling what Catherine said to him just now, Johnson could not help but feel a little creeped out.

Catherine, however, was not worried at all. In addition to the protection of yesterday's 'Escort', Catherine had also received updates from the Coven. 

It was the weekend, and Catherine is still wearing the same business suit in front of her Apple computer, sitting in a Starbucks coffee shop, enjoying a good afternoon.

She was waiting for the hacker to send the information he had to her work email.

A moment later, a notification beep sounded from her computer.

Catherine opened the email and looked at the video file inside. At first, the frat party in the Forest Park was normal, but after she left, a group of people in white, missionary-like robes arrived on the scene and gathered in the middle of the party.

Not long after, the group of people began to paint something on the ground with spray paint. Looking at their general movements, it was very likely that they were drawing the totem that Bob had drawn before.

After a few minutes, the group gathered into a circle in an organized manner. The man in the white robe standing at the front suddenly took out a sharp knife from his long robe and shouted something at the crowd.

The panicked crowd was instantly surrounded by the group of missionaries. Some people in the crowd tried to escape but were stabbed to death and fell to the ground, unable to move. Most of them immediately tried to break out of the encirclement when they saw this scene.

Looking at the group of missionaries, they did not seem to be in the mood to chase after the escaping people. Instead, they killed all the remaining people that they trapped. The cruelty of their methods was simply incomparable.

"Animals!" Catherine knocked on the table indignantly and cursed angrily.

How could such a group of cult fanatics frame the Coven with such heinous tactics?

Although the Coven did engage in illegal activities, they would never allow such ruthlessness. Even when she had previously killed the "Duke" with her own hands, she was blamed by the godfather for being in the wrong.

Thinking of this, she was very angry and took a sip of the coffee that the waiter had just brought over. This was one of the reasons why Catherine always came to this place.

"Lavender... I really should have another cup." Catherine tasted the different aromas in the cup and suddenly felt that something was not right. She put away the computer and slowly walked to the front desk.

"Hello, How can I help you?" The receptionist at the front desk greeted Catherine warmly.

"I want to know who made this latte for me." Catherine stared at him expressionlessly. If she was right, that guy must be waiting for her in the kitchen.

"Okay, please follow me." Catherine followed the waiter into the kitchen.

As expected, Spider had been waiting in the kitchen for a long time. However, what surprised Catherine the most was that the Godfather also appeared in the kitchen.

However, he was currently enjoying his steak, so he would be occupied for a while.

According to the rules of the Coven, eating was regarded as enjoying the grace of the gods, and it was also considered as divine communication. Therefore, nothing was allowed during mealtimes, even talking.