Fiancée Pawns Me to My Sister

Helena was the biological daughter of my adoptive parents. Before the Jones family came to reclaim me, she had cherished me for over a decade, treating me as if I were her whole world.Without my knowledge, she had covered her bedroom walls with my photos, her affection hidden but constant."Is your employer Helena Cook?" I asked."Not bad. This entire casino is our boss' private property. Hardly anyone knows that."A surge of hope steadied me, and I shouted, "Helena is my foster sister! We're on the same side! Let me go now. I can explain everything to her!"Jasper and his men exchanged a look, their faces twisting into mocking, unreadable smiles. Then, he kicked me hard."You, a worthless abandoned brat, actually dare to pretend to be Mr. Jones? Pathetic! You're really pushing your luck."Mr. Jones is untouchable. Do you know what happened to the last fool who claimed a connection to Mr. Jones? Saying it out loud would scare you to death!"Hey, grab my stick. I'm going to hel

I ran like a maniac toward where the helicopter was landing. The cabin door opened, and Helena stepped down the stairs slowly. My heart slammed in my chest, but before I could call out, a hand clamped down over my mouth.Then, my hair was yanked violently."You little punk! How dare you hit me? You've got a death wish!"It was the man I had just struck in the head. He had chased me down.Jasper, who had been waiting respectfully to welcome Helena, noticed the commotion. He frowned and glanced over, shaking his head at the man silently.The man immediately dragged me behind a wall.Not far away, Helena had reached the ground. She looked exhausted, worry written plainly across her face.Jasper hurried forward, reporting, "Ms. Cook, we've pulled all the surveillance as you instructed. We'll find a lead on Mr. Jones.""Let's go to the surveillance room."Helena strode forward, with only a wall between us. Then, she stopped and clenched her fists."Zachary, you have to be alright.

I'd always known I wasn't related to Helena by blood.Even when I was little, the kids in our neighborhood could tell I didn't look anything like my adoptive parents. They'd call me a bastard, and every time they did, Helena would storm over and confront them for me.She always came back scraped and bruised after chasing those kids off, but she never cared. She'd ruffle my hair and tell me I was her prince, and she would stay by my side and drive away anyone who tried to bully me.As we grew older, she began taking over my adoptive parents' business. Life got hectic for her, and our time together thinned out.But no matter where she flew off to or how far she traveled, the moment she returned to the country, she could come straight to me, pulling out gifts she had picked out with painstaking care.Even with her schedule, she never missed a single one of my birthdays.I accepted all that she did for me without question, assuming she would always be that good to me.The truth hit

"What's going on? What's with all the noise?"Josephine Henderson, my biological mother, descended the stairs with her usual elegance. When she saw me, a hint of surprise crossed her face. "Zachary? What brought you home so early? Sabrina said you were traveling for another month."I understood immediately. No wonder my biological parents hadn't filed a missing-person report or sent anyone to look for me these past few days.As it turned out, Sabrina and Charlie had already planned this. They were hoping that I'd be trapped far from home so they could cash in on the situation.To prevent me from saying anything that could expose them, Sabrina quickly explained, "Mrs. Jones, I was worried about Zachary's safety while he was traveling alone. That's why I asked him to come back early."Charlie hurried to add, "I've always thought it was dangerous for Zachary to go to such a remote island alone. Sabrina and I went with him, but he still sent us away. I was on edge the whole time. Luck

In the end, Charlie was thrown out of the Jones family, and I managed to dissolve my engagement with Sabrina without any trouble.As expected, stripped of the Jones family's protection, they now had to face the world, and everyone already knew what they had done. Life was about to get brutally hard.I planned to let them struggle for a while, then hand over the evidence of their plot against me and watch the police take them away.Everything moved along far smoother than I imagined, and I had to admit that a lot of that was because of Helena. If she hadn't told the companies under Cook Group to recognize my authority, I never would've exposed those two for what they really were so quickly.Once everything was wrapped up, she sent me a message that read, "Zachary, don't be sad. Think of it as trusting the wrong people. You'll meet someone who truly cares for you."She even added a hug emoji at the end of the text.Did she think I was heartbroken and sulking?I couldn't help but s