My beloved brother lost me after a car accident

I’d been the pampered princess of the Maxwell family for twenty years. Then, the real heiress showed up with a DNA report.

That’s when I found out: I was nothing more than a fake daughter, mistakenly swapped at birth.

Ashamed, I packed my bags, ready to leave. But on the night I planned to escape, Damien Maxwell hauled me into his car.

My older brother, who had always been distant and cold, pinned me against the leather seats, making me break down completely. Three times.