My Fiance, My Sister, My Revenge

ch Innovators' Gala

the stage, his voice booming with pride as he spoke about the future of Davis Tech. He was about to announc

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le was wide and polished, meant for the ca

ispered, his breath warm a

ture. It was his and

ant in a silver dress. She looked like the very picture of a tech prod

ea she claimed, every brilliant insight that made our parent

is face. "And now, I'd like to invite my other daughter, Chloe, to say a fe

osed to go up there, praise Bethany' s genius, and fad

t I did l

I watched as Liam slipped the engagement ring off my finger and onto hers just weeks later. I watched as they stripped me of my shares, my patents, and my dignity, leaving me with noth

e up in hell. I woke up here, back at the Gala, with

ond c

. I walked towards the stage, my steps steady. The lights felt

then at my family. My mother, so proud. My father, so confident. And B

a deep

ar and steady, amplified throughout the

ng the silence

a confessi

ough the crowd. My father' s

e a gifted engineer, a prodigy ev

ed. A heavy silence

ever claimed to have designed, every algorithm, every piece of code... it was all a lie. I don' t have the t

er' s face went pale. Liam looked at

microphone back, his

e hissed, his voice low but shaking wit

d enough for those nearby to h

ake concern. "Chloe, what are you saying? You'r

e in my own mind, a feeling like my thoughts were being copied, pasted, and sent somewhere else. It

going crazy. This time, I

om her. I looked directly into her eyes, and for a fleeting

with disgust. "You' re embarrassing yourself,

low growl. "You are no longer a part of this f

. In front of the entire te

me, it was

sealed. They thought I was broken, a hum

had n

es following me, I felt a cold, hard resolve settle in

en my ideas, my

oing to stea