My Foster Brothers’ Betrayal

My mother personally raised four orphans for me to later choose a marriage from.

But when she passed away and I returned home to handle the funeral, I found the house had long been taken over by the four foster brothers’ pampered woman.

Sophia sat in my Rolls-Royce, wearing my Chanel heels, towering above everyone. “It’s not my fault—you’ve probably never seen anything this grand, have you?”

Everyone bowed and called her Miss Rivers, but I scoffed.

“You may be Miss Rivers…so what does that make me?”

The four foster brothers slapped me across the face.