The Forgotten Heiress Who Took It All Back
Drugs disappeared during one of our family’s deals—and everyone knew it was my stepsister, Emily’s fault.
Now, our rivals demanded someone be sent to them, held captive until the debt was repaid.
My fiancé, my family—they all agreed it should be me.
“Emily already got hurt in the mission. You are stronger. You can handle it while we figure things out.”
I knew this moment was coming. And so I signed my name.
In five days, I’d be sent away. And I have decided that no matter what happened—whether I lived or died—I was done with my family and my fiancé.
In those last days, I gave everything I owned away.
The casino? To my stepsister, who had always eyed it with envy.
My checking account? To my father, who never missed a chance to remind me how useless I was.
The engagement ring? Back to the man who’d been fake as hell.
They didn’t notice anything off. They just smiled, pleased with how thoughtful I’d suddenly become.
When they realized I was gone for good—and that their fragile Emily was their undoing—would they still smile like that? Would they still look so content?