The Betrayal of Brother and Fiance For the Fake Daughter

The system’s fake encouragement made me want to laugh.

It was its fault, yet it was being forced by those two to sacrifice me.

Since that’s the case, I would make sure they all meet a bad end.

Perhaps it was the intense desire for revenge that stirred a flicker of survival instinct within me.

I struggled to open my eyes and saw the last man holding a syringe, about to inject it into me.

Just as everything seemed to be ending, the door was violently kicked open.

My brother’s roar filled my ears.

Gerald gently lifted me, tears streaming down his face as he carefully removed the cloth from my mouth.

"Luna, don’t be afraid, we’re here to save you! You have to hold on, don’t die... If you die, I don’t want to live either..."

Hearing this, I felt nothing but anger and absurdity. They were the ones who had hurt me, yet I couldn’t even hit or scold them.

My rage overwhelmed me and I coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Gerald panicked, shouting for someone to call an ambulance.

My brother ordered the bodyguards to tie up all the criminals.

"Luna, it’s my fault... I shouldn’t have left you alone in the hospital..." he said.

"It's all my fault! I shouldn't have dragged your brother to see the diamonds, causing you to be captured by those thugs. We won’t let anything happen to you, hang in there, Luna..." Gerald cried as he pressed on my pressure points.

Their acting was so convincing, as if they truly loved me. But as their tears fell on my face, all I could feel was deceit and disgust.

It was a hundred times more nauseating than that cold snake.

Anger and sorrow overwhelmed me and everything went black as I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was in our private hospital.

By the bedside, the fake daughter, Daisy, was grinning with satisfaction, staring at me.

"Luna, I heard you almost got killed by those black men. What a shame, you were so close," she mocked.

"You dared to fight with me for Gerald and Nick, so heaven couldn't stand it anymore and punished you. It’s so satisfying!"

Seeing that I didn’t respond, Daisy pulled out her phone and shoved it in front of my eyes. "Shameless woman, you’re about to be ruined and yet you’re still pretending!"

A trending video was playing on my phone.

In the footage, I was on Snake Island, dressed provocatively, wearing a suggestive expression as I flirted with a black man and entered a room with him.

The comments on the screen were full of insults calling me shameless.

[Isn't this the real daughter of the Helmes Family? She's wild. She went abroad to cheat on her fiancé.]

[Disgusting as hell. If I were her fiancé, I’d break her legs!]

[You’re actually right! Word is she got so kinky that she ended up in her own family's hospital. Hilarious.]

At that moment, I felt like I was going insane.

"You can't handle it already? It's not over yet!" Daisy put her phone away, smiling maliciously.

The next second, she reached for the scalpel nearby and stabbed herself several times in the left shoulder, wailing.

At the same time, the hospital room door was violently pushed open and a crowd of reporters with cameras barged in.

Daisy shoved the scalpel into my hand and, clutching her bleeding shoulder, began to sob bitterly.

"Luna, I know you wish I were dead. But you're just too reckless! Running off to that place and getting beaten up like this. If Nick and Gerald had arrived any later, would I have lost my big sister forever?"

For a moment, the reporters were full of outrage. "Who would've thought this real daughter could be so arrogant? She even dared to hurt someone! Call the police, quick!"

I hurriedly threw the knife away and waved my hands to show that it wasn’t me.

“How kind of the fake daughter!” someone sneered. “I heard she was originally engaged to Gerald, but five years ago, after Luna was brought back by the Helmes Family, she stole him away…”