All Chapters of My Sister’s Castoff Fiancés, My Triple Jackpot: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I casually locked the phone screen, raised the cup of tea to my lips, and watched the dramatic family farce before me.My darling older sister, Josie Sonnenfeld, leaned into the couch of the Sonnenfelds' resplendent living room as tears ran down her face. She'd disappeared for three years, only to turn up heavily pregnant."Dad, Mom… That man from abroad isn't my soulmate at all! He's a conman! He took all my money…"Josie sobbed as she caressed her round, protruding tummy, looking forlorn. "After living outside for three years, I've finally understood that no excitement or adventure could compare to the safety and stability of home."I've had my fun, and now I just want to settle down with someone honest and grounded."Sitting across from her, my parents were red-eyed with tears as they crooned sympathetically, "Oh, our poor, precious Josie! You've been through so much!"All that matters is that you're home now. We've got money; keeping you under our roof won't be any trouble at

Josie looked absolutely bedraggled as she lay sprawled among the shrubs, covered in dirt. She'd never expect Rowan, the timid young man who'd only listened to his mother, to have been reformed by me. Now, Rowan was better known as a capricious tyrant in the business world. And it had only been days ago when his once-persnickety, wealthy mother slipped an emerald bracelet onto my wrist. It was a family heirloom.She'd then pointed at Rowan as she leveled her threat on him, "You're no son of mine if you upset Laura, you hear me?"Crawling out from the shrubs lining the landscaped yard, Josie wiped the dirt from her face. The determination in her eyes burned even brighter. "I see. All of them are playing hard to get, huh? I'd like to see how they'd fight over me at the party tomorrow!"I quietly commended her for her spirit, then mentally lit a few candles for her in prayer.The next evening, the Sonnenfeld residence shone like a beacon. The Sonnenfelds had invited half the city's s

Josie, still on the ground, looked as if she'd seen a creature from hell. Everyone in the dinner hall was staring at the fourth man, who smelled like gunpowder smoke.It was Erik Hart, the highest commanding officer of the international special forces.He didn't so much as spare Josie a second glance before he closed the distance between us, his towering height blocking the other three men's view of me.The cold and rough-hewn commanding officer from a second ago had vanished. The man standing before me now might as well be a brooding, oversized dog.Erik tugged on my sweater, his voice low and full of protest. "Honey, I took down three criminal hideouts outside the border overnight just so I could come home to you. You can't revoke my weekend shifts just because I couldn't report for duty these last couple of days."Zane interjected angrily before I could speak. He smacked Erik's hand off me like a possessive panther. "Stop playing the victim here, Hart! We agreed in the group ch

"Creator…"Josie mumbled this word repeatedly, the jealousy and malice practically spilling from her eyes. She thought I'd used my good looks to climb the ranks, and that Zane and the other moguls would abandon me the moment she revealed my true colors.Extreme resentment and despair shattered the last of her senses."A creator, huh? You think this is a checkmate, Laura?" She whirled to look at Erik with a crazed, determined gleam in her eyes. "Erik, do you really believe you've wiped out that organization? If you think that killing Marcus has brought that chapter to an end, think again!"Erik frowned. "What do you mean?""Marcus was just a puppet! The real mastermind is the armament mogul lurking on the international dark web—Black Hawk! I didn't just take his money when I fled home, but also his key list of clients and the cipher to his offshore accounts!"And I hid that cipher somewhere in this dinner hall!"A deathly hush fell upon the room.The guests blanched. This was mo

Dad wouldn't stop begging me, bowing so low his forehead hit the marble floor. "Laura, consider that we pulled you out of the orphanage and the years we spent raising you, help us."You'll be the head of the Sonnenfeld family if you pay off my debts to Zane. We'll do as you say!"If I were simply a replacement today and didn't have any of these trump cards, I'd have been the one thrown out to the streets and beaten up by the mercenaries tonight."You want to talk about raising me?" I sneered, backing up half a step and dodging Mom's hand as she reached for my skirts. "Did you forget how I had to give up nearly two pints of blood every month so you could fly it to Josie for her treatment abroad?"Did you forget how I was burning up with a high fever and writing code for Benjamin in the basement when you forced me to kneel in the snow for a whole night, all because you claimed I dirtied the carpet?"I crouched before Dad and stared into his bloodshot, fearful eyes. "You didn't bring