Blurb：
Nina Arabella, the true heiress, is forced to attend the wedding of Ella Jonson, the high school rival who stole her identity. Set at a luxurious villa owned by Nina, the story unfolds as Ella claims to marry the CEO of Novalux Group—who is actually Nina’s husband. When Nina exposes the lies, Ella’s clique turns hostile, but the real shock comes when the groom—Nina’s husband’s driver—arrives. Dive into this tale of revenge, betrayal, and hidden wealth, where the poor girl image shatters to reveal a powerful heiress. Perfect for fans of strong female leads, dramatic confrontations, and plots filled with secrets and societal clashes.Content：
The most popular girl from my high school is getting married. She invites everyone in our class to the wedding. I want to act like I don't see the message, but she deliberately tags me in the group chat.You kept pretending to be a rich girl like me in high school, but I don't hold it against you. In fact, I'll allow you to attend my wedding tomorrow to see what the rich life is like.
The other classmates speak up.
"You're so generous, Ella. It's no wonder you can marry someone from the Smith family. I can't believe you can even forgive someone as materialistic as Nina!"
"Does someone like Nina Arabella even deserve to attend Ella's wedding? She's so full of herself."
As the insults become worse, Ella Jonson steps forward to keep the peace. "Come on, let's put this behind us. I'm not bothered by these things since it's been so long. Anyway, let's not bear a grudge against Nina when she's already so poor and ugly."
Everyone in the group chat starts singing her praises and calling her kind and innocent.
I sneer. Ella is the one who kept pretending to be rich—I'm the true heiress from an affluent family, yet she made me out to be a liar. She turned me into the target of everyone's insults.
I check the digital wedding invitation to see that the venue is my villa. The groom looks familiar—isn't he my husband's driver?
I smile at the thought of what's going to happen. I reply, "Sure! I have to attend your wedding!"
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"Oh my god, is Ms. Vain—Nina Arabella—coming to the wedding tomorrow? For real?"
"Remember how she lied about her dad making a donation for a new academic building, and how she claimed to be the daughter of a tycoon? She tried to copy Ella Jonson! How does she even have the nerve to show up?"
"True! Ella was too kind to call her out back then. If it were me, I would've made her beg for forgiveness and transfer schools!"
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Our class group chat erupted into chaos once my attendance at Ella's wedding was confirmed.
They pointed fingers at me, just like they did in high school, accusing me of being a poor girl who faked my status. In their eyes, Ella was the real deal.
In the past, I had kept a low profile and spent most of my time on my studies. I did not dress up or make friends, and I looked just like a nerd.
In contrast, Ella was youthful and eye-catching. She was familiar with the high society lifestyle, which misled everyone into thinking she was the daughter of a tycoon. That was why they sneered at me, the way they did in the group chat.
I snickered coldly while wondering if their attitudes would change once they saw me at the wedding.
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Ella's wedding was hosted at a villa the next day. To flaunt her status, she spent a fortune to make the venue look extra grand. The empty villa had been adorned with exquisite decorations.
Staring at my villa which had undergone massive changes, I pulled out my phone to ask the butler about it. At that moment, I spotted Ella's lackeys surrounding her in the main hall. They were fawning over her.
"Ella, your wedding is grand! The villa is so spacious! And your wedding dress looks expensive. I assume your husband is loaded!"
"Of course he is! Ella is marrying the CEO of Novalux Group! He's the cream of the crop! Did you know he pulls in an annual salary of a few million dollars? He's hot and rich!"
"How I envy Ella! She grew up a princess and found herself a prince."
The classmates gushed about Ella, who looked smug from hearing all the praises.
I was surprised to hear Ella introduce my husband's company, the Novalux Group, as her husband's.
With a hint of mockery, I taunted her, "If your husband is that rich, why would he borrow someone else's villa for the wedding?"
My words cut through the air, drawing the attention of Ella and her clique. Their smiles vanished and were replaced by sour expressions. With their arms crossed, they sneered back at me.
"Nina Arabella, can't believe you actually had the audacity to show up. Have you no shame?"
"Besides, the villa belongs to the family of Ella's husband. Why are you being snarky? Jealous much?"
"Hey, Ms. Vain, where did you get your hands on that counterfeit Hermès bag? That logo looks damn fake! When are you going to change that vain habit of yours?"
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