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Alexander came with me to Vera Wang to try on wedding dresses, but he was on his iPhone the entire time.
I asked him, "How does this one look?"
He mumbled distractedly, "It's nice."
"And this one?"
"It's fine. Suits you."
I let the lace veil fall from my hands and said nothing.
It wasn't until he received a kissy-face emoji from his assistant, Madison, that he left without a second thought.
I said as he walked away, "Come home early tonight. I have some good news to tell you."
He never had the patience to listen, until the day I told him:
"Congratulations. The groom is not you.”

I Became His Brother’s Bride

Time ticked by, second by agonizing second.


Alexander stood frozen to the spot for what felt like an eternity.


Finally, mustering the last shred of his sanity, he took out his phone and ordered his men to start taking out the trash.


He had his people investigate all of Madison and her mother's secrets.


He compiled evidence of their wicked deeds over the years—including framing me, manipulating him, and harming others—into a detailed report. He then sent it anonymously to their company's human resources department, all social media platforms, and their entire circle of friends.


In less than a day, Madison lost her job and all her social connections. She and her mother, Linda, could no longer show their faces in New York City.


They had no choice but to pack up and move to some remote, forgotten town, completely stripped of their status in high society.


Chapter 10