The Green Tea Heiress’s Thoughts
I was resting in the lounge when a girl burst in.
She apologized, her face flushed red.
But I could hear her thoughts:
[Oh no, I think I'm in the wrong place.]
[But this is all my sister's fault for trying to bully me. I was in such a hurry.]
[I heard no one is allowed in Mr. Landon's private lounge.]
[Oh god, what do I do? I'm so scared.]
What she didnt know was that Id had a dream. In that dream, I followed her inner monologue, pitied her, took care of her, and ended up on a path to ruin.
My company went bankrupt, my family died tragically, and in the end, she kicked me to the curb while debt collectors sold my organs.
It was only after I died that I learned the truth: she could choose who heard her thoughts. It was with this trick that she, a fake heiress, became the head of the Warren family.
Now, looking at the blushing, doe-eyed girl before me, I smiled. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"
1
The girl panicked.
Tears welled in her eyes as her face turned crimson. She stammered, but her inner voice was working overtime.
[Oh no, I really didn't know this was Mr. Landon's private lounge!]
[If my sister hadn't set me up, I wouldn't have gotten lost.]
[What am I going to do? If I get my family in trouble, I'd rather just die.]
[Oh, Buttons, Patches, I'm so scared.]
She was certainly interesting. If I hadn't had that dream, I probably would have fallen for it, just like beforethinking Id discovered some fascinating secret and becoming intrigued by her. And then, I would have walked step by step down that same path to destruction.
After waking from the dream, I had her investigated.
Her name is Chloe Warren.
On the surface, she's the youngest daughter of the Warren family, but in reality, she's an adopted fake. She was taken in after the Warrens' real daughter went missing. At first, she was just meant to comfort the elderly Mrs. Warren, but somehow, she won the hearts of the entire family and was showered with affection.
In contrast, the real heiress, whom the Warrens found a few years ago, wasn't so lucky. Within a few short years, she had gained a reputation throughout their social circle as being crass, tacky, and an ugly duckling. Even the Warrens treated her with disdain.
Id heard the Warrens never gave up searching for their biological daughter, only to treat her like this after finding her. I had my suspicions, but no way to prove them.
I came here today, to my private art studio, to see if Chloe would show up. And just like in my dream, she did.
Only this time, I made a different choice. I was curious to see how her story would end now.
2
I watched her with a smile. "Take her to the dean's office. Ask him how he's managing his students that anyone can just barge in here. Weren't all new students supposed to be informed about this room?"
Chloes expression froze for a second.
[How could this happen?]
[This isn't how it's supposed to go!]
She quickly tried to defend herself. "Mr. Landon, I didn't mean to come in, I just got lost..."
My friend, Ryan, spoke up. "Come on, Liam. It's not a big deal. Just let her go. Otherwise, those scholarship kids will start complaining about you getting special treatment again."
Special treatment? My family donated three of the main buildings on this campus. All I asked for was one room to be my private studio. What was wrong with a little special treatment?
I glanced at him. Ryan's face was sincere, looking as if he had my best interests at heart. But in my dream, he was the one who conspired with Chloe to bring about my downfall.
I ignored Ryan and simply motioned for my security to take Chloe to the dean.
Chloes eyelashes trembled. She stumbled back a few steps, then her body went limp, and she fainted on the floor.
And just like that, her inner monologue stopped. I figured if it hadn't, it would have been filled with curses directed at me.
Ryans smile stiffened. It was probably the first time I had ever so blatantly ignored him. Seeing Chloe on the floor, he rushed to her side and gathered her into his arms. "Liam, she fainted. I'll take her to the infirmary."
Without waiting for my reply, he carried her out.
Let him. But I wasn't going to let Chloe off the hook.
"Go tell the dean that someone broke into my studio today," I said to my other friend, Jake.
Jake put down his paintbrush and nodded, leaving the room. The Landon family holds a 40% stake in this school. For student safety, there are cameras everywhere, running 24/7. I was confident that within the hour, the school would identify Chloe, and the entire campus would know about her attempt to seduce me.
Once they were both gone, I packed up my things, ready to leave.
3
I was intrigued by Chloe's claim that her sister had set her up. In my dream, not only did I forgive Chloe for trespassing, but I also investigated the matter for her. Sure enough, there were a few thuggish-looking students waiting for Chloe in one of the academic buildings. But the dream was limited; I never found out the full truth of that situation. All I remembered was that everyone believed the real heiress, an aspiring artist named Vera, had hired them to bully Chloe. Because of that, Vera was kicked out of the Warren family, and their fortune fell into Chloe's hands.
Now, I was going to see for myself what those thugs were really up to.
Jake returned after speaking with the dean. As we were walking, Ryan caught up to us. "Liam, where are you guys going?"
Jake immediately rounded on him. "What was that back there? Are you into that girl or something? Seriously, man, choosing some random girl over your friends?"
Ryan had always been the most dedicated of our trio. I'd always preferred him to the more carefree Jake. But I had to admit, Jake was saying what I was thinking.
Ryans face flushed. "It's not like that."
My identity meant I had few true friends, so I had always cherished them and never wanted to put them in a difficult position. But now? Heh.
"Maybe women are just more important to him," I said coolly.
Ryan looked up at me, startled. I just smiled and strode away.
As we reached the bottom of the stairs, a bucket of dirty water came flying toward me. I reacted instantly, pulling Ryan in front of me as a shield.
"You little bitch! How dare you mess with the Warren family's eldest daughter! Don't you know your place? You Mr. Landon!"
The girl let out a sharp cry. The group of students behind her stared at me in terror.
A foul stench rose from Ryan. I quickly stepped back, putting a good ten feet between us. "What's the matter?" I said with a grin. "Tired of living?"
The girl trembled. "Mr. Landon, I'm so sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
"I was trying to throw it on Chloe."
I sneered. "So this is what the school teaches you? Bullying?"
"Mr. Landon, it's not like that! Chloe told us to throw it on her! We're good students, we'd never bully anyone." She gave me a fawning smile. "We really didn't know it was you. We heard footsteps and thought it was Chloe. She's the one who told us to do this."
"She told us to frame Vera, to say that Vera was the one who told us to bully her."
"Oh? And did I tell you to do that?"
She spun around in shock, stammering, "Vera? Y-you... how did you get here?"
Behind her, a crowd had gathered, and among them was the very Vera she had just mentioned. Everyone was looking at the girl with the bucket in disgust.
"Was it me who told you to bully Chloe?" Vera asked, her expression serious.
This Vera was nothing like the crass, tacky girl from the rumors. In fact, she was the complete opposite. To me, Vera was not only strikingly beautiful, in a way that was a world away from Chloe's wilting-flower act, but more importantly, she carried herself with an elegance that surpassed even Chloe, who had been raised in the Warren household for fifteen years.
Interesting.
The girl was shaking, her eyes wide with panic. Hearing my question, she had no choice but to confess.
"It was all my fault," she whimpered. "My father works for the Warren Corporation. Chloe contacted me and told me to throw dirty water on her, and then to say Vera put me up to it."
"She said if I didn't agree, she'd tell Mr. Warren I was bullying her at school and get my dad fired."
"I know the Warrens dote on Chloe the most. I had no choice! My dad can't lose his job."
The crowd erupted in murmurs. Those who knew Vera looked at her with sympathy.
I turned my curious gaze to Vera. "Miss Warren, it seems someone is trying to frame you."
Vera looked thoughtful. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Landon."
"What do you plan to do?"
Vera glanced at the trembling students. "Forget it," she said. "They were forced into it."
The three of them sighed in relief. "Thank you, Miss Warren, thank you. We're so sorry."
Fine. If she wasn't going to press it, I wouldn't interfere. A shame about Ryan, though. His face was a mask of utter disbelief.
4
Just then, an announcement echoed across the campus PA system.
"Due to a violation of school regulations, student Chloe Warren has been given a major demerit."
For a normal student, that punishment was severe. But Chloe wasn't normal. She had done it on purpose. The dean was an old fox; he saw right through her little act. Chloe had cried in his office, claiming her innocence, but it was useless. She wasn't a new student. She had been here for three years, and at every freshman orientation, the dean made a point of sternly warning everyone that my studio was strictly off-limits.
The next day, I heard that when Vera went home, her mother had yelled at her and even refused to let her eat dinner. I couldn't understand it. I was shocked.
Jake told me, "I heard Mrs. Warren said it was Vera's fault for not looking after her sister, which led to Chloe getting a demerit. She also accused Vera of hiring people to ruin her sister's reputation. That's why she punished her."
"..."
I asked, incredulous, "Is Vera actually her biological daughter?" Or was Chloe really that good at manipulating people?
Jake looked pensive. "Something's not right."
Ryan remained silent, trying to make himself as small as possible. I'd been friends with him for years, and I'd never seen him so subdued.
I went home for the weekend. My stepmother was waiting for me. The moment she saw me, she rushed over, her eyes scanning me anxiously. She only relaxed when she saw I was unharmed.
"Liam, are you alright?"
I was fine. But I was happy to see her. In my dream, even after my family went bankrupt and my father jumped from a building, this woman, who had always seemed so cold, worked desperately to earn money to keep me in this school. In the end, she died in a car accident, and I was sold off.
Our rival, the Sterling family, had swallowed our company whole. The first thing they did after the acquisition was marry their heir to Chloe, and they became the internet's favorite power couple. At that time, Ryan was Chloes most devoted and tragic suitor.
It was only then that I learned the truth. Ryan had grown up next door to the Warren villa. They were childhood sweethearts. Later, Ryan's family moved up in the world and relocated. But their childhood bond was apparently unbreakable. And I, in my naivety, had believed our friendship could never be broken by a woman. I had never once suspected him.
I was such a fool.
For the first time, I smiled at my stepmother. "I'm fine."
Her eyes widened slightly. Ever since I was a child, I had blamed her for breaking up my parents' marriage. Even when my father told me he and my mother had fallen out of love long ago, I refused to believe him. So I had always antagonized my stepmother. No matter how kind she was to me, I resented her.
"What's the deal with that Miss Warren, barging into your studio like that?" she fumed. "And that dean is useless. I'll have him replaced."
"It's nothing," I reassured her. "She can't hurt me. I'm a grown man, am I supposed to be afraid of a little girl?"
"Mom," I added, "I'd like some salt and pepper lobster for dinner."
My stepmother froze, patting her ears as if she couldn't believe what she'd just heard. I felt awkward myself, so I quickly made my escape.
5
My old man was working in his study. When he saw me peeking in, he grumbled, "Get in here."
"You got it!" I hurried inside.
My father and stepmother never planned on having more children. I knew this was something my dad had settled with her before they married. Though he had divorced my mother, he truly loved me. The thought of him in my past life, driven to jump from a rooftop because of my failures, made my eyes well up.
My dad panicked. "What are you crying for? Are you still upset about that little incident yesterday?"
I blinked back the tears and rolled my eyes. "Crying? Who's crying? You're nearsighted, can you even see clearly from that far away?"
My dad scratched his head. "I must have seen wrong."
"Dad," I said, "why would the Warrens punish Vera for something Chloe did?"
He went back to his documents. "Why are you so concerned with their family's business?"
"But Vera got in trouble because of me. And besides, aren't you planning on partnering with the Warrens? Look at them, they can't even tell right from wrong. Are they really good business partners?"
My dad nodded. "That's a good point. If some scandal breaks out, our collaboration would definitely be affected. I'll reconsider."
That night, the Warrens received news that our family was delaying the partnership. I heard that when Mr. Warren found out it was because of yesterday's events, he gave his wife and Chloe a severe scolding.
I told Jake about it. He burst out laughing. "Your dad is awesome! The Warrens are something else. Everyone knows what Chloe is up to. If her tricks actually worked, you'd have to be like an ancient emperor with a harem of three thousand." He winked at me.
I shot him a look. "Don't be ridiculous."
Jake stifled a laugh. In my dream, after my family went bankrupt, Jake was the one who helped me. In the end, he was framed and sent to prison. How could Ryan have done that?
I sneered. "Tonight, I'm going to teach Chloe a lesson for trying to set me up."
Jake immediately dropped his hand. "Liam, we can't do anything illegal."
I nodded and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry. There's a good show tonight."
Jake's curiosity was piqued. "What show?"
"You'll see tonight."
Jake pouted. "Seriously? Keeping secrets from me now?"
In the mirror's reflection, I saw Ryan's face freeze.
6
He quickly composed himself, packed his things, and made an excuse to leave. Not long after, I received a message: Ryan was meeting with someone.
He had just wasted the last chance I was going to give him.
When I arrived, Ryan was being cornered by my men. He looked defeated. "Liam," he said, "I swear I just said a few things, nothing out of line. We've known each other for seven years! You know me better than anyone!"
Seven years. A long time. But the facts were right in front of me.
I looked him straight in the eye. "Why are you so flustered? Have I said anything?"
"Are you so desperate because you're afraid I won't believe you? Or are you afraid I'll hurt your precious sweetheart?"
Ryan was speechless. He probably realized I knew more than he thought. He stopped trying to make excuses. "Liam..."
Jake was so angry he punched him. "Are you crazy? Betraying Liam for a woman? Do you have any idea how much Liam helped your family's business get to where it is today? Is this how you repay him?"
He then turned to me, his expression pained. "Liam, give him another chance! He's just an idiot. He's never been with a woman before. He got played and thought it was true love."
This is what a real friend would do.
In my dream, the story ended after the Sterling heir, Kade, married Chloe. Ryan thought Chloe truly loved him, but in the end, she didn't choose him either. He betrayed me and Jake for a love that was never his.
But I was willing to do Jake a favor. "Fine. For Jake's sake. Since you like Chloe so much you'd betray me for her, I'll just wait and see how far you two get."
Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. "Liam, I'll never forget how good you've been to me all these years. But I really do love Chloe."
Forget it. You couldn't remember seven years of friendship. You think you'll remember a woman? Don't make me laugh. It would be a miracle if he ever managed to marry Chloe.
I turned to leave. He raised his voice behind me, pleading. "Liam, whether you believe me or not, I never wanted to hurt you. I know Chloe likes you, and I thought if you two got together, I could at least see her every day. That was my only selfish motive, nothing more."
Wow. He had a bit of a cuckold fantasy going on there. Too bad I didn't like Chloe. What good would setting us up do? Oh, right. In my past life, I actually did fall for her.
God, I was so stupid.
That night, I didn't sleep well. I had another dream.
In the dream, Kade Sterling and Chloe were in a car. Kade was complaining coldly that all Chloe did was cry and was completely useless.
Chloe retorted angrily, "She obviously looks down on me! No matter how much I try to please her, it's never enough."
Suddenly, another car sped toward them and crashed into their vehicle.
Chloe, bleeding, looked at the driver of the other car. It was Ryan.
He was manic, tears streaming down his face. "You said you would never hurt Liam! Why did you do it?"
I woke from the dream as the sun was rising. I thought about it. Maybe what Ryan said was true. But once you start down a dark path, there's no stopping. It begins with one small misstep, and before you know it, you're being dragged into the abyss.
And betrayal is betrayal.
7
I bought the penthouse apartment in the building where Chloe lived, right above her unit. I moved in directly above her bedroom.
Chloe's thoughts came through loud and clear.
[Damn it! Liam can obviously hear my thoughts, why isn't he falling for it?]
[Was my acting not convincing enough?]
[Ugh, Mom fell for it, why can't he?]
[That bastard. One day, I'll make sure he dies by my hand.]
"..."
She sure had a big imagination for someone so plain.
[Tomorrow is the party where Dad will officially introduce my sister to everyone.]
[I've already got Mrs. Quinn's bracelet. All I have to do is slip it into Vera's bag.]
She was always plotting something.
The party to formally introduce Vera was an event our family couldn't miss. Originally, we weren't planning on going, but now I had to. The Warrens didn't invite many people, just a dozen or so families, all business partners. I arrived early, afraid I'd miss the good stuff if I was late.
As soon as Vera arrived, Chloe went over to her with a beaming smile. I quickly took out my phone and followed them. Chloe was so focused on Vera she didn't notice me.
Vera looked disgusted. "What do you want?"
"Sister, let me introduce you to some friends," Chloe said, linking her arm through Vera's. Vera tried to pull away, but Chloe held on tight. Not wanting to make a scene, Vera had no choice but to go with her. Chloe led her around the venue, introducing her to a string of second-generation heirsall minor players and people with less-than-stellar reputations.
"Oh dear, where did my bracelet go?" Mrs. Quinn suddenly exclaimed.
The soft music in the venue meant her cry was heard by everyone.
Chloe immediately let go of Vera and rushed to Mrs. Quinn's side. "Auntie Quinn, what happened?"
She apologized, her face flushed red.
But I could hear her thoughts:
[Oh no, I think I'm in the wrong place.]
[But this is all my sister's fault for trying to bully me. I was in such a hurry.]
[I heard no one is allowed in Mr. Landon's private lounge.]
[Oh god, what do I do? I'm so scared.]
What she didnt know was that Id had a dream. In that dream, I followed her inner monologue, pitied her, took care of her, and ended up on a path to ruin.
My company went bankrupt, my family died tragically, and in the end, she kicked me to the curb while debt collectors sold my organs.
It was only after I died that I learned the truth: she could choose who heard her thoughts. It was with this trick that she, a fake heiress, became the head of the Warren family.
Now, looking at the blushing, doe-eyed girl before me, I smiled. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"
1
The girl panicked.
Tears welled in her eyes as her face turned crimson. She stammered, but her inner voice was working overtime.
[Oh no, I really didn't know this was Mr. Landon's private lounge!]
[If my sister hadn't set me up, I wouldn't have gotten lost.]
[What am I going to do? If I get my family in trouble, I'd rather just die.]
[Oh, Buttons, Patches, I'm so scared.]
She was certainly interesting. If I hadn't had that dream, I probably would have fallen for it, just like beforethinking Id discovered some fascinating secret and becoming intrigued by her. And then, I would have walked step by step down that same path to destruction.
After waking from the dream, I had her investigated.
Her name is Chloe Warren.
On the surface, she's the youngest daughter of the Warren family, but in reality, she's an adopted fake. She was taken in after the Warrens' real daughter went missing. At first, she was just meant to comfort the elderly Mrs. Warren, but somehow, she won the hearts of the entire family and was showered with affection.
In contrast, the real heiress, whom the Warrens found a few years ago, wasn't so lucky. Within a few short years, she had gained a reputation throughout their social circle as being crass, tacky, and an ugly duckling. Even the Warrens treated her with disdain.
Id heard the Warrens never gave up searching for their biological daughter, only to treat her like this after finding her. I had my suspicions, but no way to prove them.
I came here today, to my private art studio, to see if Chloe would show up. And just like in my dream, she did.
Only this time, I made a different choice. I was curious to see how her story would end now.
2
I watched her with a smile. "Take her to the dean's office. Ask him how he's managing his students that anyone can just barge in here. Weren't all new students supposed to be informed about this room?"
Chloes expression froze for a second.
[How could this happen?]
[This isn't how it's supposed to go!]
She quickly tried to defend herself. "Mr. Landon, I didn't mean to come in, I just got lost..."
My friend, Ryan, spoke up. "Come on, Liam. It's not a big deal. Just let her go. Otherwise, those scholarship kids will start complaining about you getting special treatment again."
Special treatment? My family donated three of the main buildings on this campus. All I asked for was one room to be my private studio. What was wrong with a little special treatment?
I glanced at him. Ryan's face was sincere, looking as if he had my best interests at heart. But in my dream, he was the one who conspired with Chloe to bring about my downfall.
I ignored Ryan and simply motioned for my security to take Chloe to the dean.
Chloes eyelashes trembled. She stumbled back a few steps, then her body went limp, and she fainted on the floor.
And just like that, her inner monologue stopped. I figured if it hadn't, it would have been filled with curses directed at me.
Ryans smile stiffened. It was probably the first time I had ever so blatantly ignored him. Seeing Chloe on the floor, he rushed to her side and gathered her into his arms. "Liam, she fainted. I'll take her to the infirmary."
Without waiting for my reply, he carried her out.
Let him. But I wasn't going to let Chloe off the hook.
"Go tell the dean that someone broke into my studio today," I said to my other friend, Jake.
Jake put down his paintbrush and nodded, leaving the room. The Landon family holds a 40% stake in this school. For student safety, there are cameras everywhere, running 24/7. I was confident that within the hour, the school would identify Chloe, and the entire campus would know about her attempt to seduce me.
Once they were both gone, I packed up my things, ready to leave.
3
I was intrigued by Chloe's claim that her sister had set her up. In my dream, not only did I forgive Chloe for trespassing, but I also investigated the matter for her. Sure enough, there were a few thuggish-looking students waiting for Chloe in one of the academic buildings. But the dream was limited; I never found out the full truth of that situation. All I remembered was that everyone believed the real heiress, an aspiring artist named Vera, had hired them to bully Chloe. Because of that, Vera was kicked out of the Warren family, and their fortune fell into Chloe's hands.
Now, I was going to see for myself what those thugs were really up to.
Jake returned after speaking with the dean. As we were walking, Ryan caught up to us. "Liam, where are you guys going?"
Jake immediately rounded on him. "What was that back there? Are you into that girl or something? Seriously, man, choosing some random girl over your friends?"
Ryan had always been the most dedicated of our trio. I'd always preferred him to the more carefree Jake. But I had to admit, Jake was saying what I was thinking.
Ryans face flushed. "It's not like that."
My identity meant I had few true friends, so I had always cherished them and never wanted to put them in a difficult position. But now? Heh.
"Maybe women are just more important to him," I said coolly.
Ryan looked up at me, startled. I just smiled and strode away.
As we reached the bottom of the stairs, a bucket of dirty water came flying toward me. I reacted instantly, pulling Ryan in front of me as a shield.
"You little bitch! How dare you mess with the Warren family's eldest daughter! Don't you know your place? You Mr. Landon!"
The girl let out a sharp cry. The group of students behind her stared at me in terror.
A foul stench rose from Ryan. I quickly stepped back, putting a good ten feet between us. "What's the matter?" I said with a grin. "Tired of living?"
The girl trembled. "Mr. Landon, I'm so sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
"I was trying to throw it on Chloe."
I sneered. "So this is what the school teaches you? Bullying?"
"Mr. Landon, it's not like that! Chloe told us to throw it on her! We're good students, we'd never bully anyone." She gave me a fawning smile. "We really didn't know it was you. We heard footsteps and thought it was Chloe. She's the one who told us to do this."
"She told us to frame Vera, to say that Vera was the one who told us to bully her."
"Oh? And did I tell you to do that?"
She spun around in shock, stammering, "Vera? Y-you... how did you get here?"
Behind her, a crowd had gathered, and among them was the very Vera she had just mentioned. Everyone was looking at the girl with the bucket in disgust.
"Was it me who told you to bully Chloe?" Vera asked, her expression serious.
This Vera was nothing like the crass, tacky girl from the rumors. In fact, she was the complete opposite. To me, Vera was not only strikingly beautiful, in a way that was a world away from Chloe's wilting-flower act, but more importantly, she carried herself with an elegance that surpassed even Chloe, who had been raised in the Warren household for fifteen years.
Interesting.
The girl was shaking, her eyes wide with panic. Hearing my question, she had no choice but to confess.
"It was all my fault," she whimpered. "My father works for the Warren Corporation. Chloe contacted me and told me to throw dirty water on her, and then to say Vera put me up to it."
"She said if I didn't agree, she'd tell Mr. Warren I was bullying her at school and get my dad fired."
"I know the Warrens dote on Chloe the most. I had no choice! My dad can't lose his job."
The crowd erupted in murmurs. Those who knew Vera looked at her with sympathy.
I turned my curious gaze to Vera. "Miss Warren, it seems someone is trying to frame you."
Vera looked thoughtful. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Landon."
"What do you plan to do?"
Vera glanced at the trembling students. "Forget it," she said. "They were forced into it."
The three of them sighed in relief. "Thank you, Miss Warren, thank you. We're so sorry."
Fine. If she wasn't going to press it, I wouldn't interfere. A shame about Ryan, though. His face was a mask of utter disbelief.
4
Just then, an announcement echoed across the campus PA system.
"Due to a violation of school regulations, student Chloe Warren has been given a major demerit."
For a normal student, that punishment was severe. But Chloe wasn't normal. She had done it on purpose. The dean was an old fox; he saw right through her little act. Chloe had cried in his office, claiming her innocence, but it was useless. She wasn't a new student. She had been here for three years, and at every freshman orientation, the dean made a point of sternly warning everyone that my studio was strictly off-limits.
The next day, I heard that when Vera went home, her mother had yelled at her and even refused to let her eat dinner. I couldn't understand it. I was shocked.
Jake told me, "I heard Mrs. Warren said it was Vera's fault for not looking after her sister, which led to Chloe getting a demerit. She also accused Vera of hiring people to ruin her sister's reputation. That's why she punished her."
"..."
I asked, incredulous, "Is Vera actually her biological daughter?" Or was Chloe really that good at manipulating people?
Jake looked pensive. "Something's not right."
Ryan remained silent, trying to make himself as small as possible. I'd been friends with him for years, and I'd never seen him so subdued.
I went home for the weekend. My stepmother was waiting for me. The moment she saw me, she rushed over, her eyes scanning me anxiously. She only relaxed when she saw I was unharmed.
"Liam, are you alright?"
I was fine. But I was happy to see her. In my dream, even after my family went bankrupt and my father jumped from a building, this woman, who had always seemed so cold, worked desperately to earn money to keep me in this school. In the end, she died in a car accident, and I was sold off.
Our rival, the Sterling family, had swallowed our company whole. The first thing they did after the acquisition was marry their heir to Chloe, and they became the internet's favorite power couple. At that time, Ryan was Chloes most devoted and tragic suitor.
It was only then that I learned the truth. Ryan had grown up next door to the Warren villa. They were childhood sweethearts. Later, Ryan's family moved up in the world and relocated. But their childhood bond was apparently unbreakable. And I, in my naivety, had believed our friendship could never be broken by a woman. I had never once suspected him.
I was such a fool.
For the first time, I smiled at my stepmother. "I'm fine."
Her eyes widened slightly. Ever since I was a child, I had blamed her for breaking up my parents' marriage. Even when my father told me he and my mother had fallen out of love long ago, I refused to believe him. So I had always antagonized my stepmother. No matter how kind she was to me, I resented her.
"What's the deal with that Miss Warren, barging into your studio like that?" she fumed. "And that dean is useless. I'll have him replaced."
"It's nothing," I reassured her. "She can't hurt me. I'm a grown man, am I supposed to be afraid of a little girl?"
"Mom," I added, "I'd like some salt and pepper lobster for dinner."
My stepmother froze, patting her ears as if she couldn't believe what she'd just heard. I felt awkward myself, so I quickly made my escape.
5
My old man was working in his study. When he saw me peeking in, he grumbled, "Get in here."
"You got it!" I hurried inside.
My father and stepmother never planned on having more children. I knew this was something my dad had settled with her before they married. Though he had divorced my mother, he truly loved me. The thought of him in my past life, driven to jump from a rooftop because of my failures, made my eyes well up.
My dad panicked. "What are you crying for? Are you still upset about that little incident yesterday?"
I blinked back the tears and rolled my eyes. "Crying? Who's crying? You're nearsighted, can you even see clearly from that far away?"
My dad scratched his head. "I must have seen wrong."
"Dad," I said, "why would the Warrens punish Vera for something Chloe did?"
He went back to his documents. "Why are you so concerned with their family's business?"
"But Vera got in trouble because of me. And besides, aren't you planning on partnering with the Warrens? Look at them, they can't even tell right from wrong. Are they really good business partners?"
My dad nodded. "That's a good point. If some scandal breaks out, our collaboration would definitely be affected. I'll reconsider."
That night, the Warrens received news that our family was delaying the partnership. I heard that when Mr. Warren found out it was because of yesterday's events, he gave his wife and Chloe a severe scolding.
I told Jake about it. He burst out laughing. "Your dad is awesome! The Warrens are something else. Everyone knows what Chloe is up to. If her tricks actually worked, you'd have to be like an ancient emperor with a harem of three thousand." He winked at me.
I shot him a look. "Don't be ridiculous."
Jake stifled a laugh. In my dream, after my family went bankrupt, Jake was the one who helped me. In the end, he was framed and sent to prison. How could Ryan have done that?
I sneered. "Tonight, I'm going to teach Chloe a lesson for trying to set me up."
Jake immediately dropped his hand. "Liam, we can't do anything illegal."
I nodded and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry. There's a good show tonight."
Jake's curiosity was piqued. "What show?"
"You'll see tonight."
Jake pouted. "Seriously? Keeping secrets from me now?"
In the mirror's reflection, I saw Ryan's face freeze.
6
He quickly composed himself, packed his things, and made an excuse to leave. Not long after, I received a message: Ryan was meeting with someone.
He had just wasted the last chance I was going to give him.
When I arrived, Ryan was being cornered by my men. He looked defeated. "Liam," he said, "I swear I just said a few things, nothing out of line. We've known each other for seven years! You know me better than anyone!"
Seven years. A long time. But the facts were right in front of me.
I looked him straight in the eye. "Why are you so flustered? Have I said anything?"
"Are you so desperate because you're afraid I won't believe you? Or are you afraid I'll hurt your precious sweetheart?"
Ryan was speechless. He probably realized I knew more than he thought. He stopped trying to make excuses. "Liam..."
Jake was so angry he punched him. "Are you crazy? Betraying Liam for a woman? Do you have any idea how much Liam helped your family's business get to where it is today? Is this how you repay him?"
He then turned to me, his expression pained. "Liam, give him another chance! He's just an idiot. He's never been with a woman before. He got played and thought it was true love."
This is what a real friend would do.
In my dream, the story ended after the Sterling heir, Kade, married Chloe. Ryan thought Chloe truly loved him, but in the end, she didn't choose him either. He betrayed me and Jake for a love that was never his.
But I was willing to do Jake a favor. "Fine. For Jake's sake. Since you like Chloe so much you'd betray me for her, I'll just wait and see how far you two get."
Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. "Liam, I'll never forget how good you've been to me all these years. But I really do love Chloe."
Forget it. You couldn't remember seven years of friendship. You think you'll remember a woman? Don't make me laugh. It would be a miracle if he ever managed to marry Chloe.
I turned to leave. He raised his voice behind me, pleading. "Liam, whether you believe me or not, I never wanted to hurt you. I know Chloe likes you, and I thought if you two got together, I could at least see her every day. That was my only selfish motive, nothing more."
Wow. He had a bit of a cuckold fantasy going on there. Too bad I didn't like Chloe. What good would setting us up do? Oh, right. In my past life, I actually did fall for her.
God, I was so stupid.
That night, I didn't sleep well. I had another dream.
In the dream, Kade Sterling and Chloe were in a car. Kade was complaining coldly that all Chloe did was cry and was completely useless.
Chloe retorted angrily, "She obviously looks down on me! No matter how much I try to please her, it's never enough."
Suddenly, another car sped toward them and crashed into their vehicle.
Chloe, bleeding, looked at the driver of the other car. It was Ryan.
He was manic, tears streaming down his face. "You said you would never hurt Liam! Why did you do it?"
I woke from the dream as the sun was rising. I thought about it. Maybe what Ryan said was true. But once you start down a dark path, there's no stopping. It begins with one small misstep, and before you know it, you're being dragged into the abyss.
And betrayal is betrayal.
7
I bought the penthouse apartment in the building where Chloe lived, right above her unit. I moved in directly above her bedroom.
Chloe's thoughts came through loud and clear.
[Damn it! Liam can obviously hear my thoughts, why isn't he falling for it?]
[Was my acting not convincing enough?]
[Ugh, Mom fell for it, why can't he?]
[That bastard. One day, I'll make sure he dies by my hand.]
"..."
She sure had a big imagination for someone so plain.
[Tomorrow is the party where Dad will officially introduce my sister to everyone.]
[I've already got Mrs. Quinn's bracelet. All I have to do is slip it into Vera's bag.]
She was always plotting something.
The party to formally introduce Vera was an event our family couldn't miss. Originally, we weren't planning on going, but now I had to. The Warrens didn't invite many people, just a dozen or so families, all business partners. I arrived early, afraid I'd miss the good stuff if I was late.
As soon as Vera arrived, Chloe went over to her with a beaming smile. I quickly took out my phone and followed them. Chloe was so focused on Vera she didn't notice me.
Vera looked disgusted. "What do you want?"
"Sister, let me introduce you to some friends," Chloe said, linking her arm through Vera's. Vera tried to pull away, but Chloe held on tight. Not wanting to make a scene, Vera had no choice but to go with her. Chloe led her around the venue, introducing her to a string of second-generation heirsall minor players and people with less-than-stellar reputations.
"Oh dear, where did my bracelet go?" Mrs. Quinn suddenly exclaimed.
The soft music in the venue meant her cry was heard by everyone.
Chloe immediately let go of Vera and rushed to Mrs. Quinn's side. "Auntie Quinn, what happened?"
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