The Comments Told Me to Fight the Fake Heiress but I Chose Her as My Sister Chapter 10

The Comments Told Me to Fight the Fake Heiress but I Chose Her as My Sister Chapter 10

“Lila.”

He looked at me, his gaze gentle to the point of hypnotic.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m right here.”

Hiram stood up. “Silas.”

My heart sank.

They were more desperate than we’d thought.

More reckless, too.

Silas walked over and placed the USB drive in my palm.

“Before tonight’s betrothal gala, pull the files out.”

I looked up at him.

“Tonight?”

He smiled. “I already spoke with your parents. We can move up the betrothal.”

“You just have to perform well enough at the gala. Then no one at Voss Holdings will ever look down on you

again.”

The crimson lines flooded red.

[THIS IS THE CHANCE!]

[Get the files and YOU WIN!]

I gripped the drive. I heard myself ask, “What about Elowen?”

A flicker of contempt crossed his eyes.

“After tonight, she’ll know exactly where she belongs.”

I lowered my head, hiding the coldness in my eyes.

“Okay.”

As soon as I left the office, I went straight to Elowen.

She was trying on a gown.

She spun around when I walked in.

“Look like the wicked female lead about to steal your fiancé?”

The dress was silver. The cut was suspiciously close to my betrothal gown.

I stared at her.

Images from my past life crashed in.

Another betrothal gala.

Another Elowen, dressed to kill.

Silas walking toward her. The whole room watching me make a fool of myself.

I’d lost it. Smashed a glass. Destroyed the party.

After that, the Hales called off the betrothal.

August had looked at me for the first time and said, “Lila, you’ve disappointed us.”

Even knowing it was a plan this time, my chest still ached.

Elowen dropped the smile.

“Scared?”

I nodded honestly.

“A little.”

She stepped in front of me.

“Lila, look at me.”

I looked up.

She said, each word deliberate, “I am not stealing Silas.”

“He’s filthy.”

I laughed suddenly.

My eyes burned.

“Then why are you dressed like this?”

“To piss him off, obviously.”

She held out a tiny clip-on earpiece.

“Mini mic. Caspian’s people put it together. Wear it tonight.”

I took it.

“What about you?”

She tapped her clutch.

“I’m getting the USB he gives me.”

“He’ll give it to you?”

Elowen smiled coldly.

“He will. Because he thinks you’re easier to destroy, but I know how to do it better.”

The betrothal gala was held at the Voss family’s own hotel..

The gilded ballroom. Flower-lined halls. Media kept outside, but most of the city’s elite had shown up.

On paper it was an engagement party.

In reality, it was the Hales’ last roll of the dice.

August and Clara looked conflicted.

The crimson lines hadn’t stopped since the afternoon.

[HERE IT IS! The turning point!]

[Elowen is going to steal your fiancé!]

[You still don’t believe me? Just watch!]

I clipped on the earpiece.

A knock at the door.

Silas walked in.

He wore a black suit, tall and polished, smiling gently.

“Lila, after tonight, you’ll be my fiancée.”

I asked, “You’ll help me?”

“Of course.”

“Then whose side will you be on-mine, or Elowen’s?”

Something flickered in his eyes.

He stepped closer and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Silly girl. How could she ever compare to you?”

The words went through the earpiece, every single one, to the backstage team.

I lowered my eyes.

“I have everything ready.”

A spark lit behind his eyes.

“Good girl.”