Finding My Genius Twins And Vengeful Wife

“I was in the delivery room, enduring the agonizing pain of childbirth, eagerly waiting to hold my baby. But my half-sister, Seraphina, smiled sweetly as she casually injected a paralytic drug into my IV line. She leaned in and whispered that my pregnancy was just a convenient tool. She was stealing my newborn son to pass him off as her own, securing her engagement to his billionaire father. My own father had helped her forge documents to drain my thirty-million-dollar trust fund while I was incapacitated. As I lay completely paralyzed, unable to scream, I heard the corrupt doctor falsely declare my baby dead. "And make sure she doesn't wake up again." Seraphina commanded the doctor, leaving me to die on the operating table. I watched my family strip me of my child, my money, and my life. The betrayal suffocated me more than the drugs. How could my own flesh and blood be so monstrously cruel just for wealth and status? But heaven didn't let me die. A young doctor took over the shift and discovered a miracle they had all missed: a second baby hidden in my womb. Five years later, I returned to New York with my surviving twin son. I put on my black dress, ready to crash Seraphina's glittering engagement party and take back every single thing they stole from me.”