Transmigrated Into The True Heiress

"I was confused as to how she was able to move on so fast and curious as to how and when it all happened, so I asked her to tell me. She told me that she’d met him two months ago at the club where she was working as a part-time waitress, shortly after she found out she was pregnant. At first, they were simply strangers, but one day, he took a drug after being persuaded by his friends, and something went wrong. He became unable to move.

Marianna told me that when she went back to their room to clean up, thinking they’d all left, she found him there. When he saw her, he begged her to help him, promising to pay her. Since she also wanted him, she agreed, and they had sex that night. Feeling indebted, he always gave her money and bought her things from then on, but he didn’t sleep with her again. After her child’s father’s death, she went to him for comfort, and they slept together again. Since then, they’ve been secretly seeing each other.

Marianna said she was so happy everything had worked out, which made me believe she’d planned it and never really wanted the gangster to be her baby’s father. Still, I asked, not wanting to jump to conclusions. She replied, saying she never really meant to be in a relationship with him, that she only wanted his money. Yet now, there was nothing she could do but be with him—besides, her baby needed a father.

I wanted to believe her, but when I saw her triumphant smile, I knew she was lying and had planned this even before her child’s father’s death."

Miranda closed her eyes, breathing in and out. "After that, I didn’t ask her anything more and continued my life, going to work as usual in the morning and coming back in the night. But after a week, I realized I’d only seen Marianna four days earlier, and only a few of her things were still in the apartment. Feeling worried, I called her. She picked up on the third try. I hurriedly asked why she hadn’t come back home and why only a few of her belongings were left in the apartment.

Marianna chuckled and told me she’d moved out, and the things that remained were the ones she didn’t want anymore—I could throw them away. I was shocked, but I grew even more worried about her condition and asked where she was going to live if she had moved out. Did she have money to rent an apartment? I’d forgotten she was seeing a rich man. Marianna simply laughed and told me she was coming to see me.

True to her word, she came that evening, dressed in luxurious outfits and expensive accessories. She handed me a letter, asking if it was good enough. I opened the envelope and found a folded piece of paper inside. I was surprised to see it was a pregnancy test for Marianna, but the date of the pregnancy was a month later than her actual pregnancy date.

Before I could say anything, Marianna explained that money could do anything. Just the right amount had allowed her to get a fake pregnancy test from the hospital. She also told me she was going to pay me back for all the help I’d given her, and after that, we wouldn’t see each other anymore. Then she left. That was the second-to-last time I saw her."

"When was the last time you saw her?" Eira asked, letting go of her hair.