The Organ Bride's Revenge

But she did.

And the second she realized I was the anonymous benefactor who'd saved Jasper Sterling—the richest man in the country, the same man who'd been hunting for me for years—she completely lost it.

Before I could even explain, she called a family meeting, dropped the truth like a grenade, and snatched the sapphire crest brooch Jasper had sent me.

With a toss of her hair and way too much confidence, she decided she would meet him in my place.

Cathy and my parents didn't hesitate—they were already daydreaming about a life drowning in money.

Clutching the brooch, Cathy's eyes practically glittered. "Jasper Sterling isn't married, right? He has to want to marry the person who saved his life!"

She turned to me, smirking. "Let's be real, Cassie. I'm smarter, prettier, and just way more suited to be his wife than you."

I didn't argue. I didn't flinch. I just nodded, agreeing with every word.

They sneered, convinced I was a failure, that I was just lying down and taking it.

But I wasn't bothered.

Because unlike them, I knew the truth.

Jasper Sterling wasn't looking for me to propose.

He was looking for me because he needed my organs.