About
Abigail Swanson's life shatters in an instant when a tragic accident leaves her with a hefty settlement—and a family that sees her as little more than a cash cow. In the wake of betrayal, her sister Ethel claims the money for herself, arguing it's a gift from the handsome CEO of Stephens Group, Logan Stephens. As Abigail grapples with the loss of her future, both financially and emotionally, she faces the harsh reality that her family will do anything to protect Ethel's whims, even if it means tearing Abigail apart.
With her dreams of treatment abroad slipping away, Abigail is caught in a web of manipulation, greed, and familial loyalty that feels tighter than ever. Can she reclaim her life and her money from the very people who are supposed to support her? Or will Ethel's machinations and their parents' blind favoritism drown her in despair? As tensions rise and secrets unravel, Abigail must decide how far she’s willing to go to fight for her future—and whether the love of a billionaire can truly save her from her own family.
In a world where betrayal runs deep, can Abigail find the strength to stand up for herself, or will she be forever overshadowed by her sister's lies?
My Sister Stole My Millions and Said the Billionaire Loved HerChapter 1
At a Stephens Group construction site, I was struck by falling debris that punctured my uterus.
The ten-million-dollar workers' compensation settlement had barely hit my account before my parents transferred every last cent.
"You're never going to have children now. What's the point of keeping the money? Better to give it to your sister so she can pay off her gambling debts. After all, she's the only one who can still bear children. When you're old and need someone to take care of you, you'll be depending on her kids anyway."
"That's right. It's your fault for always being the top student. Your sister felt so inferior she dropped out and picked up a gambling habit. Paying her debts is the least you can do!"
Gambling was a bottomless pit. I fought them tooth and nail, but when nothing worked, I had no choice but to call the police.
That was when my sister kicked me square in my injured abdomen, a smug grin plastered across her face.