The Organ Bride's Revenge - Chapter 3: Chapter 3
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My mother, Isabella Greene-Montclair, was practically buzzing with excitement. "Mother-in-law to the richest man in the country?" she gasped, her voice trembling with barely contained glee.
My father, Alaric Montclair, let out a stunned laugh, still reeling. "I never saw this coming—not in a million years. Cassie, you're so lucky! We must've done something right—how else could you land such an incredible future?"
I stayed silent, my face carefully blank, but my gaze flicked to Cathy.
Her expression twisted—shock, disbelief, frustration all flashing across her features. She was fighting a battle inside herself, one she didn't know how to win.
Finally, she muttered, "How could he marry you? You're so—"
She cut herself off.
Because no matter how much she hated to admit it, we were identical twins. Insulting me would mean insulting herself.
I didn't take offense.
Instead, I reached out and gave her shoulder a gentle pat. "Sis, I get it. You're scared that if I marry the richest man in the country, I'll forget about you, Mom, and Dad."
Cathy's eyes narrowed, her arms folding tightly across her chest. "Of course I'm scared! They've always favored me. You've been the one left out. Why wouldn't you forget about me once you're married to someone like that?"
I smiled, more amused than anything. "You don't have to worry. I won't forget. Once I'm part of the Sterling family, I'll make sure you, Mom, and Dad live well. I'll buy you houses, cars—maybe not as nice as mine, but at least you won't have to struggle anymore."
The more I spoke, the tighter Cathy's jaw clenched. I could see the storm brewing behind her eyes, especially as our parents showered me with praise like I was their golden ticket.
And then—just like that—she snapped.
With a burst of frustration, she lunged and ripped the sapphire brooch from my hands. "I'm not letting you meet him! If anyone should go, it should be me!"
But this time… things were different.
My father, Alaric Montclair, let out a stunned laugh, still reeling. "I never saw this coming—not in a million years. Cassie, you're so lucky! We must've done something right—how else could you land such an incredible future?"
I stayed silent, my face carefully blank, but my gaze flicked to Cathy.
Her expression twisted—shock, disbelief, frustration all flashing across her features. She was fighting a battle inside herself, one she didn't know how to win.
Finally, she muttered, "How could he marry you? You're so—"
She cut herself off.
Because no matter how much she hated to admit it, we were identical twins. Insulting me would mean insulting herself.
I didn't take offense.
Instead, I reached out and gave her shoulder a gentle pat. "Sis, I get it. You're scared that if I marry the richest man in the country, I'll forget about you, Mom, and Dad."
Cathy's eyes narrowed, her arms folding tightly across her chest. "Of course I'm scared! They've always favored me. You've been the one left out. Why wouldn't you forget about me once you're married to someone like that?"
I smiled, more amused than anything. "You don't have to worry. I won't forget. Once I'm part of the Sterling family, I'll make sure you, Mom, and Dad live well. I'll buy you houses, cars—maybe not as nice as mine, but at least you won't have to struggle anymore."
The more I spoke, the tighter Cathy's jaw clenched. I could see the storm brewing behind her eyes, especially as our parents showered me with praise like I was their golden ticket.
And then—just like that—she snapped.
With a burst of frustration, she lunged and ripped the sapphire brooch from my hands. "I'm not letting you meet him! If anyone should go, it should be me!"
But this time… things were different.
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