Trapped Can I Escape The Cliché

I was the eldest daughter of the Doyle Group.

After being betrayed by my family, I decided to unleash chaos.

My younger sister stole my fiancé, so I made sure they went viral online.

My younger brother treated me like a servant, so I decided he should be one from now on.

As for my parents, since they had been emotionally neglecting me since childhood, I would let them taste some real turmoil.

1

I was the eldest daughter of the Doyle Group.

At the engagement party, my fiancé, Alec Wade, suddenly announced that the person he was engaged to wasn't me, but my sister, Rebecca Doyle.

Holding my sister's hand tenderly, he declared that Rebecca was his true love and that marrying her would still unite the Doyle and Wade families.

Rebecca, teary-eyed and leaning softly against Alec's shoulder, said, "Alec, I can't ruin Salena's reputation. We're destined to be apart."

I watched their performance quietly.

Suddenly, I smashed a glass and aimed it at my throat, breaking down in tears, my cries echoing with despair.

The popular bloggers and freelance writers I invited couldn't hide their excitement, eagerly capturing the scene on their phones.

"So you've been together behind my back all along. Alec, your promises to me were all lies, and Rebecca, your affection was fake too. You're both filthy! Selfish!"

Rebecca wasn't one to back down either. She knelt on the glass with a thud. "Salena, I'm sorry. Alec never loved you. Can you let me have him?"

Alec, while tenderly helping Rebecca up, glared at me with a menacing look. "Salena, if you dare hurt Rebecca, I won't let you off."

"I didn't make her kneel." I thought.

I immediately put on my best acting skills, my eyes a mix of sorrow and resentment. "Alec, if you liked my sister, you could have told me earlier. Why pretend to care for me?

I thought you genuinely wanted to marry me, but I didn't expect you to be so vile behind my back. I misjudged you. I understand, I am superfluous, I will die now."

I stabbed the glass into the blood bag on my body.

Amidst the crowd's gasps, I collapsed to the ground.

2

Soon, the scandal of Rebecca, the second daughter of the Doyle family, stealing her sister's fiancé, and Alec, the heir of Silverstone Group, two-timing, spread across the internet.

The Doyle family became a laughingstock overnight.

When I woke up in the hospital, the first thing I saw was my father, Ryland Doyle, with a sullen face.

He held up his phone and asked, "Salena, what kind of nonsense are you pulling? Why is our family drama all over the internet? Don't you know Rebecca is just starting her career, and her reputation is everything?"

My mom quickly pulled his hand back. "Why are you asking her this? Salena just got hurt, let her rest."

After that, she looked at me with a probing gaze.

Rebecca had been crying so hard that her face turned pale, and it broke my parents' hearts as they sided with her.

I sneered inwardly.

One scolded, the other consoled, they were truly a perfect match.

Alec stood by, cold and intimidating, and said bitterly, "Salena, do you think by making such a scene, you'll get my attention?"

I secretly rolled my eyes. I didn't want him, a scumbag, at all.

Taking a deep breath, I rolled off the hospital bed and started wailing, "Mom, Dad, I'm sorry, it's my fault for bringing disgrace to the Doyle family. I didn't expect Alec to break off the engagement in front of everyone. I... I might as well go die."

As I spoke, I rushed to the window, stepping onto the ledge.

We all knew hospital windows were impossible to jump from.

Stopped by everyone, I let out a piercing laugh and began to pull at my hair. "My sister betrayed me, my fiancé abandoned me, and my father treats me coldly. From today, I want revenge! Revenge!"

Rebecca was so scared she didn't dare move, even forgetting to fake cry.

"Enough! What's wrong with you? Do you have any dignity left as a lady?" Ryland shouted at me with a stern look and raised his right hand to slap me.

I was too familiar with this expression. No matter what happened at home, his first reaction was to hit me.

Luckily, the doctor arrived in time, frowning. "Please don't make noise in the hospital. And what kind of family are you? The patient is already severely depressed and mentally unstable, and you're still provoking her."

They finally believed it. After several seconds of silence, my mom finally spoke, "What's wrong with Salena? I didn't even know my daughter was so seriously ill."

She came over to help me up, secretly wiping her tears.

I didn't know if her tears were sincere.

"Since you know now, be mindful of your words and actions in the future. Now leave and let the patient rest."

Once they were gone, I high-fived the doctor. "Dr. Burns, pleasure working with you."

3

I was sick.

Since I could remember, for over twenty years, I hadn't lived a single day for myself.

My family was like a feudal clan, as Ryland's eldest daughter, they always told me to bring honor to the Doyle family and to support my brother, Jonny, in taking over and expanding the Doyle Group.

In short, I was to dedicate everything to the Doyle Group.

So when faced with my father's beatings and disdain, my mother's favoritism and indifference, and the marriage they arranged for me, I never thought of resisting, just felt something was always weighing on my chest, making it hard to breathe.

I gradually developed insomnia, nightmares, and severe headaches.

Later, after long-term psychological treatment with Dr. Burns, I began to see the people and things around me more clearly.

Rather than exhausting myself, why not torment others?

From the hospital, I returned home and rarely gave myself a few days off.

Normally, I would be busy at the company, working tirelessly.

But today, I was busy watching the drama on my phone.

Everything that happened at the engagement party was exaggerated by bloggers and sent to the top of trending topics, with netizens eagerly following the drama and digging into the love-hate relationships in this high-society marriage.

"Alec and Salena have been engaged for ten years. I remember Alec's father always referred to Salena as his daughter-in-law."

"Alec has always been quite the player. He had several girlfriends in college, and now he's hooking up with his fiancée's sister. Salena is truly being used."

"Didn't Rebecca say in an interview she'd never been in a relationship?"

"Trying to maintain a pure image, huh? Well, that's blown now!"

There were more and more rumors about them on the Internet.

I lay on the sofa, laughing out loud at the netizens' edited version of 'The Doyle Family Drama. A Tale of Betrayal.'

If it were before, for the sake of the Doyle Group's reputation, I would have endured the broken engagement and helped them find a good excuse.

Facing all kinds of speculation from the outside world, I would help them preserve their reputation.

But they didn't expect that this time, I wouldn't endure it.

Just as I was about to open a bottle of wine to celebrate, I received a call from my assistant. "Salena, Mr. Jonny Doyle just left, and he looked angry. He said he's coming to confront you."

Jonny Doyle was my good-for-nothing brother.

Just thinking about how Jonny conspired with those two schemers to break off my engagement at the party a few days ago made me furious.

It was just right that he came. I also wanted to see him.

4

I quickly messed up my hair, leaning weakly on the sofa.

Jonny stormed in, immediately bombarding me with questions. "Salena, you haven't been to work for two days. So many people are waiting for you to hold a meeting. Are you trying to drag us down?"

I gave a bitter smile. "You can see I'm not well right now. You're the heir to the Doyle Group. If there's anything, you should make the decisions."

Previously, Jonny's position was higher than mine on paper, but his exaggerated style couldn't gain recognition from the group, so most of the time, I made the decisions and implemented them.

Seeing the Doyle Group thriving, he gradually became arrogant, thinking it was all his doing.

Jonny showed disdain. "I can make decisions, but don't forget you're my employee. Don't think you can skip work whenever you want."

"Jonny, this is all for your good, isn't it? Didn't you say you feel unlucky whenever you see me?"

The corner of Jonny's mouth twitched slightly. "When did I say that?"

I laughed sinisterly. "Of course, Rebecca told me. She said you've long wanted me out of the group."

Actually, I overheard him saying this to Rebecca and Alec a few days ago.

I had known for a long time that Jonny didn't like me.

Since childhood, our parents left me to shoulder the burden of raising and disciplining Jonny entirely on my own.

I had to play both parent and teacher, strictly controlling his every move.