Faking My Death to Escape My Screwed-up FamilyChapter 1

The day before the new software was set to launch, I was dragged into an alley by more than a dozen burly men.

By the time I was rescued, my intestines had prolapsed, and my limbs were twisted beyond recognition.

Clara, my sister, pulled every string she could, vowing to bring those who had harmed me to justice.

Her fiancé, and my closest friend, Wyatt, arranged for the country’s top medical team to fly in overnight to save me.

Yet, as I lay outside the emergency room, I overheard Wyatt’s hesitant voice.

"Honey, don’t you think we went too far? Hiring all those men to violate Jayce just so we could steal the software and get Henry’s version out first?"

Clara cast a complicated glance at me before gritting her teeth and replying, "Jayce is too selfish. He’s already the eldest heir of the Evans family, yet he still refuses to yield. He bullies Henry at every turn. Henry has always been fragile and sensitive because of his status as an adopted son. The only person he can rely on is me, his sister. I won’t let anyone stand in his way."