“You’re Nina. My daughter… you’ve finally come home.” “Ma’am, you must have mistaken me. I’m Wendy, and I just started working at Lincoln Group today.” “Mistaken? How could that be?” Harry, Nina’s father, spoke with a firm, unquestionable certainty.”Who else could possibly look exactly like my Nina?” “Don’t play games. Come home with us now.” Ruby, the Lincoln family’s adopted daughter, stepped forward and hooked her arm around mine, but there was a coldness in her eyes I couldn’t read.”Sister, don’t be mad at Mom and Dad. We’ve all missed you so much these last three years.” I pulled out my ID card and handed it over, my voice trembling with urgency: “I’m really not Nina. I’m just Wendy, an ordinary graduate.” Harry didn’t even glance at it, brushing me off with a wave: “You’re just running away in anger. No need to put on a show.” Nina’s fiancé, Kevin, stepped closer and whispered, “Wendy, right? As long as you play Nina’s stand-in, you’ll get two million a month.” “I care about Ruby. I don’t want her to be unsettled. This money should cover whatever trouble you have.” I parted my lips, ready to ask ‘why,’ but the words caught in my throat, dissolving into a soft tremor.This ridiculous game that all began with a single face—am I getting caught up in it, or trying to escape?But where is the real Nina, exactly?
Revenge of the Fake and Real Heiresses Chapter 1
My name is Wendy Scott. Just out of university, I dragged my worn suitcase as I stepped through the grand entrance of Lincoln Group, my heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and hope. This was my very first official job after graduation.
On my first day, a young woman from HR guided me through the spacious, sunlit offices and into the chairman’s office, where I met Harry Lincoln, his wife Mary Shield, their adopted daughter Ruby Lincoln, and the tall, sharp-featured Kevin Gabriel.
The moment they laid eyes on me, everyone froze. Their expressions betrayed a cocktail of shock and wild joy as they fixed their gazes on me, unwilling to look away.
Mary Shield rushed over and grabbed my hand tightly. Tears welled up in her eyes, and with a choked voice she said, “Nina, you’re finally back. Mom’s missed you so much. Where have you been all these past three years?”
I pulled my hand back awkwardly and replied softly, “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Nina. My name is Wendy Scott—I’m the new hire starting today.”
But they refused to listen. Harry Lincoln frowned deeply and said with firm conviction that I was their biological daughter, Nina Lincoln, missing for three years—just pretending not to know them out of stubbornness.
It only dawned on me then that because I look almost exactly like Nina Lincoln, they had forcefully mistaken me for the Lincoln family’s real heiress.
Ruby Lincoln smiled gently, but her eyes held a flicker of hostility as she lightly took my hand and said, “Sister, welcome home. Mom and Dad have missed you so much these past three years.”
Kevin Gabriel stood silently in the corner the entire time, his gaze heavy with something I couldn’t quite read. Later, I found out he was Nina’s childhood fiancé.
In the following days, I showed them my ID card and household registration, even had my parents appear on video to vouch for me, tirelessly trying to prove my true identity to the Lincoln family.
But the Lincoln family and Kevin Gabriel are dead set on believing I’m Nina Lincoln, claiming I ran off in a fit of anger and am now pretending to be a stranger just to test their feelings.
Caught up in this absurd misunderstanding, I’m completely drained—physically and emotionally. At my breaking point, I handed in my resignation, desperate to get away as soon as possible.
Before my resignation could even be approved, Kevin showed up and got straight to the point with an offer I couldn’t refuse.
He wanted me to stay on, playing the role of Nina Lincoln for the time being—and promised me two million a month to do it.
He admitted honestly that he likes Ruby Lincoln and worries that if I, the ‘real heiress,’ come back, it would unsettle the already sensitive Ruby.
Two million—a fortune to someone like me, fresh out of school and from an ordinary family—enough to ease my family’s desperate financial strain.
Thinking of my sick mother, my younger brother still in school, and the suffocating expenses weighing us down, my heart immediately softened.
After a night of hesitation, I finally accepted Kevin Gabriel’s terms. For that urgent sum, I was willing to live as Nina Lincoln’s stand-in.
From then on, I moved into the Lincoln family’s vast, elegant but cold villa, starting a life filled with caution and fragile uncertainty as a stand-in.
Revenge of the Fake and Real Heiresses Chapter 2
I carefully copied the way the Lincoln family members described Nina Lincoln—how she spoke, how she carried herself—making sure not to slip up even a little, terrified that any mistake would expose me and cost me this high-paying job.
Ruby Lincoln was outwardly friendly, but behind my back, she was always plotting to trap me, trying to humiliate me in front of the Lincoln family.
Her first attempt caught me completely off guard. That afternoon, she purposely collided with me at the stairwell. I lost my balance and tumbled down the stairs, my knees and arms scraped raw and bleeding, the pain making me break out in a cold sweat.
When the Lincoln family arrived, Ruby Lincoln immediately threw herself beside me, putting on a look of sorrow, her eyes red as she said, “Sister, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault for not holding you steady.”
I tried to explain through the pain, but Harry Lincoln and Mary Shield waved me off, saying I’d just returned and was still weak. Then, they turned to comfort Ruby, telling her not to blame herself.
Kevin Gabriel approached Ruby with gentle reassurance, but when his gaze landed on me, it was just a dismissive glance—cold and indifferent.
Their blatant favoritism sent a chill straight through me, yet I swallowed down the hurt and frustration, keeping it all inside.
I thought Ruby Lincoln would hold back, but she only escalated things—doing something far more dangerous.
One morning, Ruby herself made some millet porridge and brought it to me with a bright smile: “Sister, I specially made this for you to help you get stronger.”
I didn’t think much of it and took a few sips. Before long, red rashes broke out all over my body, itching unbearably. Breathing grew difficult—I nearly choked.
The Lincoln family rushed me straight to the hospital. The doctor said I had a food allergy—triggered by something in that bowl of porridge.
As soon as I came around, I immediately accused Ruby Lincoln—she knew perfectly well I was allergic to that ingredient.
Harry Lincoln reviewed the kitchen surveillance; the footage clearly shows Ruby adding something to the porridge—it’s undeniable proof.
Yet the Lincoln family still sided with Ruby. Mary Shield dismissed it as a momentary lapse, and Kevin Gabriel defended her, saying she might have just confused which ingredient I was allergic to.
Looking at their fake expressions, I felt utterly cold inside. This two million is nothing but compensation for all the emotional pain I swallowed in silence.
Days quietly pass, and I still carefully pretend to be Nina Lincoln, putting up with Ruby Lincoln’s troubles and the Lincoln family’s clear bias, all just to make sure I get paid on time.
Revenge of the Fake and Real Heiresses Chapter 3
Then one day, Ruby Lincoln, with a strange smile, told me three days ahead that Kevin Gabriel was planning a big surprise for me.
A knot of unease gnawed at me, but I told myself it was just part of playing along—as long as I got the money, it didn’t matter.
Kevin’s ‘surprise’ was an extravagant proposal held in the banquet hall of the city’s most luxurious five-star hotel, packed with high-profile guests.
Dressed in the costly gown the Lincoln family had prepared, I stood in the center of the hall, surrounded by elegantly dressed guests, my heart pounding with nervous dread.
But Kevin Gabriel stepped out holding roses and a diamond ring, walking straight towards Ruby Lincoln standing off to the side.
He dropped to one knee, eyes full of tenderness as he said, “Ruby, meeting you is my greatest luck. For the rest of my life, I want to protect you completely. Will you marry me?”
The banquet hall thundered with applause, everyone rising to congratulate them, while I stood frozen in place like a fool, completely at a loss.
Only after the proposal was accepted did Kevin Gabriel turn his head, looking down at me with nothing but ridicule and disdain in his eyes.
“Wendy Scott,” he used my real name for the first time, his voice cold as ice, “Make your position clear. Don’t even dream of grabbing what isn’t yours, and don’t dare compete with Ruby.”
The guests around me began whispering and pointing, their sneering words stabbing at me like sharp needles.
But I wasn’t upset. Instead, a strange relief settled in—this absurd stand-in charade had to come to an end.
I took a deep breath, held back my feelings, and smiled as I said, “Congratulations. May you both enjoy a lifetime of happiness and unbreakable bond.”
Then I turned and walked away, desperate to escape this suffocating place.
Ruby Lincoln suddenly caught up to me, grabbing my hand as if to take off the diamond ring and hand it over.
“Sister, I’m sorry,” she said with a pained voice. “I know you like Kevin too. This ring should be yours.”
Watching her fake expression made me feel sick; I abruptly pushed her hand away.
The diamond ring fell to the floor with a sharp clink, piercing the silence of the banquet hall.
Ruby’s eyes instantly welled with tears as she cried, throwing herself into Kevin Gabriel’s arms. “Kevin, I only wanted to give the ring to my sister, but she pushed me away with force.”
Kevin Gabriel immediately pulled her close, shooting me a fierce glare. “Wendy Scott, you’ve gone way too far!”
All the frustration and anger I’d been holding in for so long finally burst out—I just couldn’t hold back anymore.
I yelled at everyone in the room with everything I had, “I’m not Nina Lincoln. I’m Wendy Scott! I’m just an ordinary person you’ve all forced to be a stand-in!”
The room instantly erupted into chaos, the guests whispering louder and louder.
Harry Lincoln and Mary Shield’s faces drained of color as they shouted at me, “You’re lying! You are Nina—don’t disgrace the Lincoln family!”
“I’m not making this up,” I said with determination. “If you don’t believe me, let’s get a DNA test done right now—one test will prove everything!”
But as soon as I finished speaking, Ruby Lincoln burst into tears, covering her face as she ran out, shouting that this was an insult to her—and to the entire Lincoln family.
