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I'm the Fake Heiress? Time to Reveal My 100 Identities!

Chapter 1 Half a Mil, for Your Funeral

"Helen, the Morgans have raised you for 20 years. We've done more than enough. Sign the papers."

Jacob Morgan slid a thick stack of legal documents across the mahogany desk toward her.

Then, with a detached calm, he pushed a check across the polished surface. "Here's 500,000 dollars," he said flatly. "Consider it compensation. After all, we were father and daughter once."

Helen stood before the desk, the faint scent of lavender drifting in the air. A cold, derisive smile touched her eyes.

"Five Hundred thousand?" Her lips curved in a mocking arc. "To buy out two decades? Am I really that cheap in your eyes, Jacob? Or is this paltry sum all the mighty Morgans can actually scrape together?"