Chapter 2One Brother Is All I Need

The next morning, the sky was heavy with dark, low-hanging rain clouds.

My heart felt just as heavy.

When the lab results were handed to me, the sword of Damocles that had been hovering over my head finally fell. The report was clear: there was no biological connection between the Weston family and me.

To make matters worse, the floating text returned to remind me of my insignificance.

A fraud is a fraud. Perhaps she will finally give up now.

The fake sister gets consumed by jealousy, repeatedly trying to frame the true heiress. But the clever protagonist outsmarts her every time, eventually reuniting with her family. Once the Westons learn the truth, they throw Gemma out on the street.

But she doesn't learn. Completely desperate, she kidnaps the protagonist and eventually falls to her death.

My knees went weak at the thought of a high-rise building.

Looking back, I realized how much I had taken their love for granted. Because I was the only daughter, I had ruled over my brothers with an iron fist. I forbade them from drinking or smoking at parties, set a strict curfew, and physically sniffed their clothes when they walked through the door, locking them out if I caught even a trace of alcohol.

I had demanded luxury bags, designer cosmetics, and the latest jewelry, throwing fits if my deliveries were even slightly delayed.

My entire life had revolved around them. But now, the realization hit me: they had only tolerated my behavior because they believed we shared the same blood.

Once they discovered I was an imposter, they would hate me.

I couldn't interfere with Hailey's return, and I certainly didn't dare to boss my brothers around anymore. My best course of action was to gather what money I could and quietly prepare for my departure.

So, I began waking up early to prepare breakfast for them. When they came home late, I didn't yell; instead, I quietly handed them hangover soup.

Hunter looked amused. "How strange. Our little brat has actually become sweet."

I kept my voice soft and meek. "I just don't want you to find me annoying and leave me behind."

Jeff took the bowl from my hands, gently smoothing a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "You are my sister, Gemma. I could never find you annoying."

His words only made my heart ache more. Soon, he would realize I wasn't his sister at all.