He Tried to Steal My Life
After I reunited with my real family, I somehow became a copycat who got on my father's nerves.
The fake heir, Duncan Weaver, studied abroad at a top university.
So I got into grad school after studying for just three months.
When Duncan came back to start a business, I built a leading men's clothing brand in the industry within a year.
When Duncan made the news for volunteering in rural schools, I donated millions of dollars and ended up making bigger headlines.
They couldn't stand it. But they couldn't beat me either.
Then one day, right after Duncan publicly announced his engagement, I posted my own wedding announcement the very next day.
My biological father, who hadn't contacted me in three years, immediately called.
He ordered me to take down my wedding photos.
"You copying Duncan in everything was already bad enough," he snapped. "Now you're even trying to steal his fiancée? What the hell are you thinking?"
On the other end of the call, I could hear Duncan crying.
"Dad, don't say that," he said between sobs. "I asked Chelsea. She doesn't even know Leo.
"That wedding photo he posted is fake. He edited it just to piss me off."
Who was Chelsea?
Since when did the woman I had grown up with for 18 years at the orphanage become someone else's fiancée?
Then Duncan sent over his own wedding photo.
What a funny coincidence.
The woman in the photo looked exactly like my fiancée.