My Family Regretted Choosing the Fake Heiress

My best friend’s surgery failed, and she’s dying.

I held her, sobbing uncontrollably, until she whispered a single sentence in my ear.

I froze—then, unbelievably, I laughed.

Just hours ago, my best friend was in a car accident and was in critical condition. Only my brother and my husband, both top surgeons, could operate on her.

My brother was her husband, so I called him first.

“Brother, Lena’s been in a terrible accident. You need to come quickly—only you can save her!”