Cowgirl Is The Real Heiress

At eighteen, I found out I was a rich family's real daughter. They gave me torn slippers, a damp room, and a fiancé who wanted the fake instead. She stole my dress. He called me trash. They thought this cowgirl would cry and beg on my hands and knees. Wrong. Dad raised me to fight back. One call from Dad wiped the smirks off their faces. Now my fiancé wants me back, and my family wants a favor. Too late. You picked the fake. Watch the real thing walk away.