As the video finished, the room’s mood shifted. Curiosity and suspicion turned into disdain, and I could feel the weight of their judgment pressing down on me. Heather, clearly relishing the moment, took a slow sip of her drink, her eyes brimming with smug satisfaction.
"Miley, are you even worthy of my Jeremy? Keep up the act all you want!"
I gave her a cold smile. So this was how she wanted to play it.
The man in the video, the one she claimed I was seducing, was indeed Jeremy’s boss—but what she didn’t know was that he was also my biological brother.
The law firm where both Jeremy and I worked? It wasn’t just some random company—it was co-founded by me and my brother. My family was wealthy beyond most people’s comprehension. My brother, successful in his own right, had run multiple companies, but I had only recently graduated. To gain real-world experience, my parents insisted I keep my identity hidden and start from the bottom—doing logistics at the firm.