Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 8

Lorian clenched his fist, his eyes locked on the crash report on her phone.

“Auntie, I’ll find her.”

Sylvia’s mother hesitated, then looked up at him with red–rimmed eyes.

“Lorian, don’t you… haven’t you always hated Sylvia?”

“Your wedding is happening right now–don’t throw it away. Sylvia… I can search for her myself.”

She turned to leave, but Lorian caught her arm, his eyes wild.

“Did Sylvia act strange before leaving? When exactly did she go? Did she… say anything about me?”

“Two nights ago, after you left with Jocelyn. She said she needed space–that the house felt suffocating.”

“I didn’t push her. She seemed so down. I thought she was worried your father would blame her for something. I never imagined today…”

Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.

Before he could speak, Sylvia’s mother pulled out a gift box from her purse.

“This is from you, right? Sylvia wasn’t home, so I signed for it. Looks expensive. If Sylvia were here, she

would’ve loved it.”

back. Your wedding is starting. Don’t

terrified you’d mistreat Sylvia. She lost her father young and bottles everything up. Seeing how you looked after her all these years was such a relief. She treated you differently from everyone. She trusted you completely, Lorian. You’ve been such a good

from heaven right now, she’d want you

few sentences crushed what was left of

words echoed in his head like

A good brother?

deserve that title?

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brother, would Sylvia still be alive? Would

this revenge scheme, would Sylvia be here right now, genuinely wishing

brain. But reality doesn’t

approached again, urging him

her. He walked onto the stage and addressed the seated guests with ice in his voice.

wedding is canceled. There’s

the food. Consider this an expensive dinner on me.”

his words, Jocelyn’s face transformed with shock. She

hell are you saying? Everything’s ready for the wedding. Where

bitch Sylvia poison you against me again? Why can’t you see straight? She’s your