My Fiance, My Sister, My Revenge

he second test was

formal family meeting. It wasn'

the large, sterile living room. "It is the largest stage in our industry. At

ooking from

nued. "But I am a fair man. The summit will include a final, live demonstration. A challenge. Both of you will be pres

cution of my career, designed to

This is your last chance to accept your place gracefully. Supp

lipped and formal. Liam avoided me entirely, spending all his time with Bethany, planning their glorious futur

oldness was a shield.

my sanctuary, filled with soldering irons, circuit boards, and old computer terminals. For the next few w

I knew about the mind-sync. It was invasive. It was comprehensive. It read memories, emotions, an

signal. What if the data it was stealing wasn't clean and coherent? What

cation would be intolerant to paradox. It would be like feeding a transla

fore the summit, there was

tray with a glass of milk and cookies in her

soft as velvet. "You've been locked down here f

said, blocki

workshop. "It doesn't have to be like this. We're sisters

racious you are in victory

to be your failure. There's still a place for you at Davis Tech.

ed as an offer. An insu

interested in a pit

"Bethany? What are you doing down here

pulling her close. He looked at me, his

ld really give it up. You're just making things harder on yourself. Bethan

Bethany said, leaning into him. "She

o smug and self-assured, didn

," I said, my voice sharp and clear. "But I

ocking gaze wi

I added. "The summit will

ft click of the lock echoing in the sudden silence. I leaned agains

fident. So sure

em at the Global Tech Summit. They thoug

eparing