True Heiress with a Lovestruck Mind

I was the ultimate codependent fool. I had a bleach-blonde, deadbeat boyfriend who was undeniably hot, and I had already planned out our entire lives, down to the names of our future children.

Then, after eighteen years of surviving in an orphanage, I discovered I was actually the long-lost heiress of a billionaire family. There was already a fake heiress living in my place. On the day they brought me home, I dragged a battered suitcase in my left hand and my bleach-blonde bad boy in my right.