The Brother Who Regretted Too Late

It was the fifth year since my own brother sent me to kidnappers, and I finally escaped, barely clinging to life.

Dizzy with hunger, I spotted a discarded cake on the roadside and crammed it into my mouth.

My mouth was still full when a heavy kick sent me sprawling to the ground.

“Stella! Are you deliberately showing up on Isabella’s birthday to provoke her again?”

My eyes met his, and I realized it was Albert, the billionaire brother who had just thrown a multi-million dollar birthday bash for the girl everyone thought was his real sister.