Chapter 1

When my birth mother drugged me and dragged me onto tech mogul Mr. Holt’s yacht, I couldn’t help but laugh at the cabin door:

“This boat is still as ugly as ever.”

The fake heiress, Vivian Jones, thought I’d lost my mind. She pinched my thigh hard and clipped a micro camera to my chest.

“Skyler, Mr. Holt has a violent temper and sadistic tendencies. You better scream loud later.”

My birth mother, Martha Jones, coldly tied my hands beside her, her tone impatient.

“We raised you all these years. Now it’s time to repay us.”

“As long as Mr. Holt ruins you here, your sister will get exclusive rights and become an influencer worth millions.”

“Sacrificing you to make your sister successful — you owe her that much!”

As the drugs took effect, Martha stripped off my coat and threw me into the dark lower cabin like trash.

No one noticed that in the dim light, I couldn’t help but smile.

And no one knew that the “violent and unpredictable tech mogul” they spoke of had clung to my legs three years ago, crying and begging me to take him in.

Today, they’d personally delivered me right back to his territory.