The Billionaire's Wedding Betrayal The Real Heiress Strikes Back

The night before my wedding, a trending post from a local forum popped up on my feed.

"Tomorrow's my wedding. I swapped my fiancée's vitamins with sleeping pills. Her foster sister will take her place at the altar. How do I stop feeling guilty?"

The comments were tearing him apart, but the poster didn't care.

"The one I love has always been her foster sister. If it weren't for the fact that she's the real Pruitt heiress and marrying her is the only way to secure the investment, who'd want to marry that shrew?"