My Sister Gave Away My Bride
The morning of my wedding, my own sister locked me in a bathroom stall.
The boy I had sponsored out of poverty couldn't bear to see my fiancée standing alone at the altar, so he stepped up and married Lillian Gates in my place.
My sister was so moved that she claimed him on the spot as a brother and let him complete the marriage alliance with the Gates family in my name.
My fiancée said, "Silas, you healed my legs. I love you. I respect you. But Liam and I have already registered our marriage. From here on, one of you is my husband, and the other is my boyfriend. Things between us can stay the same… alright?"
I slapped her across the face.
What she did not know was that her legs were never fully healed. In seven days, without my brace, she would be unable to walk again.
What she also did not know was that my sister–so certain of her schemes–had never even seen our parents' will.
So what made her think the company had been left to her?