Chapter 1

I had no idea what was going on, and my scalp burned where she had my hair twisted in her fist.

"Miss, I think there's been some kind of misunderstanding.

"I don't know your husband."

The girl standing next to her held up her phone and pointed at me.

"Blaire, that's her.

"I saw her hugging Logan with my own eyes."

Blaire was so furious she was practically grinding her teeth. She slapped me across the face.

Then she pointed her phone at me, her voice so shrill it hurt my ears.

"The proof's right here, and this homewrecker's still trying to deny it.

"Okay, you guys, today I'm going to show you how to tear a mistress apart!"

The livestream exploded. Gawkers poured into the chat.

[Girl, you're a legend.]

[Don't go easy on trash like her!]

[Oh my God, the mistress drives a luxury car?]

Blaire watched the comments scroll by, and her brows suddenly knit together.

"Unbelievable, Logan. You bought your side piece a car this expensive?"

She grabbed a club and brought it down hard on my limited-edition Maserati.

At the bang, I jerked my head up, blood still trickling from the corner of my mouth.

By now, I'd more or less figured out what was going on.

She had to be my brother's bride, and she must have seen a photo of him picking me up.

She thought I was his mistress.

I got to my feet, wiped the blood from my mouth, and spoke to her as calmly as I could.

"I'm Logan Norwood's sister.

"I'm willing to overlook the damage to my car.

"But Logan and I are going to have to talk about this wedding."

Blaire looked me up and down and burst out laughing.

"You've got some nerve, pretending to be Ms. Norwood.

"Girls, teach this bitch a lesson!"

She gave a signal, and several women behind her threw filthy water in my face.

I could barely open my eyes.

Someone kicked the back of my knee, and the pain drove me down onto both knees.

They took markers and covered my clothes with words like MISTRESS and SLUT.

I struggled, and Blaire slapped me again.

The chat erupted in cheers.

That only made Blaire bolder.

"See, you guys? This is what happens to homewreckers."

That was it. I was furious. I pulled out my phone to call Logan.

Blaire snatched it right out of my hand.

"What? Gonna go tattle to Logan?

"Let me tell you something. Logan's marrying me today.

"He doesn't have time for some trashy mistress like you."

I clenched my fists. I was so angry my chest ached.

"I never imagined Logan had such terrible taste in women.

"There's no way I'm agreeing to this marriage."

One of her little followers seemed to sense something was off and nudged her.

"Blaire, what if she really is Logan's sister?"

Blaire rolled her eyes at her.

"Logan told me himself his sister doesn't get in until tomorrow.

"She's probably still on the plane right now.

"This bitch is obviously faking it."

I'd flown back early on purpose. I'd wanted to surprise my future sister-in-law.

I never imagined she'd humiliate me like this.

I looked around. There was nothing but gawkers everywhere, and my heart sank.

Suddenly, my phone rang.

It was Logan.