Sophia was the one who had been switched at birth, enjoying eighteen years of wealth and privilege that were meant for me.
When they found me, they couldn’t bear to part with the girl they had raised for nearly two decades, so they kept her in the family and told us to call each other sisters.
If not for what happened five years ago, I might have swallowed my pride and tried to coexist with her.
But we were always meant to be strangers.
My words clearly stung her; tears welled in her eyes.
“I’m sorry. I know I’m not Mom and Dad’s biological daughter. I don’t deserve it…”
“Lily, are you crazy?” Ethan snapped, hurriedly handing her a tissue while glaring at me.
“Don’t you know? Robert Brooks has already written his will, leaving everything to Sophia.
“So what if you’re the real daughter? They cut ties with you years ago.
“Five years ago, you humbled yourself to return to the Brooks family and agreed to marry me just to secure your position.
“Well? How does it feel hearing this now—are you furious?”
His eyes were full of triumph, clearly hoping to see me twist in rage.
But my face remained impassive. “Oh. Good for you.”