They Called Me Daughter While Planning My Downfall

The day before my audition, a petty thug dragged me into the woods and tortured me for hours, leaving me broken and bleeding by the time they found me.

My legs were shattered, my face a bloody mess.

My dad missed my desperate call because he was in a meeting, and he broke down in guilt.

My brother rushed to call the medical team, demanding surgery at once.

In the fog of semi-consciousness, I heard my brother's voice, low and urgent.

"Dad, did we go too far? Having someone punish Stars Hayes at school? If you want to clear the way for Samara Hayes and stop Stars from getting that audition, there had to be another way."

My dad, holding me in the back seat, gently brushed the hair from my forehead and replied coldly,

"Stars has always targeted Samara. To teach her a lesson and stop her from standing in Samara's way, I had no choice but to take drastic measures."

"Besides, I've already made Stars the heir to the company. That should be enough compensation for her..."

My teeth chattered uncontrollably.

A chill crawled up my spine.

The perfect family I thought I had—my loving dad, my protective brother—was nothing but a lie.