Mag-log inChristmas dinner. Wendy Mercer, my adopted sister, brought out a box and suggested we draw lots. "Let's draw lots and see who's the luckiest person in the family." My parents beamed at Wendy. Even my brother Ethan Mercer, who was usually cold and distant, couldn't help but smile at her. There were four slips, and Wendy drew three of them. "Wow! A card linked to Ethan's account, free use of Dad's private yacht, and one of Mom's family heirlooms!" Everyone around the table oohed and aahed. "Wendy really is our family's lucky charm." I picked up the last slip and unfolded it. "Go to the abandoned rest stop and check in." A chill ran through my whole body. "I'm not going. It's too dangerous out there." The moment I refused, my family erupted. "The Mercers don't tolerate people who break their promises! If you won't finish the challenge, don't bother coming home tonight!" Not one of them cared how scared I was. They pushed me out the door. All I could do was drive out alone to that empty, godforsaken place.
view moreA month later, the court handed down the final verdict.Wendy was sentenced to twelve years in prison for attempted murder and assault.Ethan got eight years for covering up the crime, conspiring in the murder-for-hire plot, and forging business contracts.All of Mr. Mercer's assets were frozen and seized over large-scale business fraud and serious tax evasion, and he faced up to ten years behind bars.The Mercer estate was sold at a court-ordered auction, and every cent went back into the trust fund in my name.On the day the verdict came down, Mrs. Mercer stood outside the prison gates in a shabby black dress, her eyes empty.Once the wife of a wealthy businessman, she now had to live off handouts from distant relatives.She cried hysterically, trying to see Ethan and Wendy, but the guards chased her off without a shred of pity.Outside the towering iron gates of the jail, I rolled down my car window.Through the pouring rain, Mrs. Mercer recognized me right away.She rushed over, fe
The Mercer Group collapsed even faster than anyone expected.The company's stock hit rock bottom, the banks called in their loans, and its business partners tore up their contracts.In the drawing room of the Sterling estate, a lawyer slid a document across the table to me."Ms. Mercer, the court has just issued an order to freeze and recover the assets. The Mercer family illegally used more than 30 million dollars from the trust fund. Those funds have all been frozen and will be returned to you."I opened the file.It listed everything my grandfather had left me: property, shares, the trust fund. All of it had been mine from the start.For three years, they'd latched on to me like leeches.Now they would have to cough up every last cent."And one more thing."The lawyer took out a second document."Mr. Mercer has been arrested for business fraud and tax evasion. Mrs. Mercer tried to visit Ethan and Wendy in jail this morning, but she was turned away."There was a commotion outside.A
Early the next morning, reporters crowded outside the Sterling Group building.I watched Mrs. Mercer crying in front of the cameras."We brought Nina home, but she stole Wendy's place as Adrian's fiancée, and then had Wendy thrown in jail just to get her hands on the inheritance."Ethan stood next to her, speaking angrily into the cameras. "Nina is selfish. She faked every video from that party. She was willing to destroy her own family just to marry into money!"When he saw me walking over, Ethan charged at me, jabbing a finger in my face and yelling, "Nina! You ruined Wendy. You're vicious! You're a disgrace to the family!"He blocked the cameras and leaned in close to my ear to threaten me. "Sign a statement forgiving Wendy right now, and give up the trust fund! Otherwise, by the end of today, the whole world will know you're the shameless liar who framed your own family!"I looked at him and gave a cold laugh."Ethan, did you forget what you said to me on the phone that night?"I r
The uproar in the ballroom faded along with the sirens.After we left the party, Adrian took me back to the Sterling estate. He held my hand as he led me to the study on the third floor of the main house."Sit."Adrian took off his suit jacket. His fitted black shirt showed off his broad shoulders and the contours of his chest.I sat on the couch, still wrapped in his coat, surrounded by his comforting scent.I couldn't help thinking back to the pitch-black rest stop the night before, and how he'd appeared when I'd needed him most and pulled me out of that nightmare.Later that night at the private hospital, he'd wiped the dirt off my hands with warm water, as carefully as if he were handling something priceless.When I woke up from a nightmare, he was right by my bed to comfort me. "Don't be afraid. I'm here. No one will ever hurt you again."My heart raced uncontrollably at the memory."Still thinking about what happened back there?"Adrian poured me a glass of ice water and handed i












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