تسجيل الدخولThe morning of my wedding, my own sister locked me in a bathroom stall. The boy I had sponsored out of poverty couldn't bear to see my fiancée standing alone at the altar, so he stepped up and married Lillian Gates in my place. My sister was so moved that she claimed him on the spot as a brother and let him complete the marriage alliance with the Gates family in my name. My fiancée said, "Silas, you healed my legs. I love you. I respect you. But Liam and I have already registered our marriage. From here on, one of you is my husband, and the other is my boyfriend. Things between us can stay the same… alright?" I slapped her across the face. What she did not know was that her legs were never fully healed. In seven days, without my brace, she would be unable to walk again. What she also did not know was that my sister–so certain of her schemes–had never even seen our parents' will. So what made her think the company had been left to her?
عرض المزيدThe day Cleo and I got married, I saw Lillian again.She came in a wheelchair. Liam was pushing her.He looked at me like he wanted to put me through a wall.I did not understand the hatred in his eyes. I was the one who had pulled him out of that life. I paid his school fees. I gave him a chance to get away from his abusive father and gambling mother.Some people really do bite the hand that feeds them.Lillian's eyes were full of regret. I didn't return the look.During the vows, she tried to roll forward. Liam grabbed the back of her chair."You're already married to me. Look at me.""Silas is your uncle now. Give it up."But she clearly had no intention of letting go.That night, while I was changing out of my suit, she wheeled herself into my dressing room."Silas… I regret it."She looked at me expectantly, as if I would forgive her like I always had.I said nothing.She took my silence as hope and rushed to explain."Silas, I just made one mistake. Why won't you t
I closed the curtain.Cleo, behind me, propped her chin on her hand. Her eyes were soft."Lillian, do you want help?"I was already pulling my shirt on. "Yes."Cleo lifted an eyebrow. "I expected you to insist on doing it yourself."I glanced at her. I was not running a charity. The reason I had agreed to Cleo's terms was that she had something I could use. She was offering, and I was not going to turn it down.The Gates patriarch still ran the company. Cleo held several important positions, but she didn't have real control. As long as she remained unmarried and had no child, the patriarch would never hand the company over to her.However, she could still make things difficult for her older brother.While the Gates family was in turmoil, White Industries was not doing any better.Liam could not secure investment, and several clients openly mocked him. He could not take it. At one meeting, he poured a glass of wine over a client's head, completely burning that last relationship
I held a beat. I had not expected her.After the public disaster of the wedding, none of the elders on either side had reached out to me.I gave Cleo a small, reassuring look and followed Mrs. Gates into the coffee shop next door.She ordered me an iced Americano."Honey. Just like your mother. Always the same drink."She reached to pat my shoulder. I stepped back.Her hand stayed in the air a second too long before she lowered it."You and I have grown distant. The things Lillian did–your uncle and I had no idea. We've already spoken to her about it. She regrets it now.""You and Lillian have been together half your lives. I know you still love her. You can't let someone like Liam come between you."She sounded patient, almost persuasive, like a concerned elder.I let a faint smile pass through my mind, but kept my face neutral."Mrs. Gates, what do you want me to do?"Her eyes lit up. She thought I was wavering."I know you didn't mean what you said at the wedding about
Lillian was openly begging now.I did not look at her again.The rest of her life would be spent in a wheelchair.That night, Cleo dropped me at home. I declined her invitation to come up.The moment I opened the door, a vase flew past my face and shattered against the wall behind me.It missed me by an inch.Charlotte stood in the foyer, screaming."Silas, you really had to break Lillian and Liam apart?!"What did you give Lillian to make her legs stop working? Go fix her right now!"Otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my brother!"It had been less than thirty minutes, yet Charlotte already knew. Other than Liam, I couldn't think of anyone else who would have told her.As for this sister of mine–ever since she kicked me in the chest for Liam, I had already given up on her.My voice turned cold. "I should be the one saying I don't have a heartless sister like you."Ignoring the shock on her face, I kicked her out the door."Someone like you doesn't deserv


















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