Part 2Buying My Sister's Crush: A Dangerous Game

The next time I saw Liam was at school the following day.

In the hallway, the look he gave me was ice-cold.

I didn't care.

Mia was walking right beside him, looking delighted, chatting about something.

When she saw me, her smile vanished instantly: "Chloe, Mom and Dad said don't forget to go try on your dress tonight."

I forced a fake smile: "Always trying to show off, aren't you?"

Mia's face darkened significantly. Seeing me looking at Liam, she immediately stepped in front of him to block my view.

I let out a scoff and brazenly looked Liam up and down.

My eyes accidentally caught sight of the bruises on the boy's wrists.

I froze.

Crap. I forgot to untie him last night.

I shrank my neck back, feeling incredibly guilty.

[Liam was tied up by the female supporting character for half the night yesterday. He must hate her guts right now.]

[Hahaha, why is the female supporting character's expression actually kind of cute right now?]

[Sis, wake up! She's a dark, manipulative villainess!]

I quickly scurried away, terrified that if I stayed even one second longer, their glares would literally kill me.

Back in my seat in the classroom, I mindlessly spun my pen, lost in thought.

Thinking about Liam's identity as mentioned in those comments, I couldn't wrap my head around it.

Liam clearly looked and acted like he was struggling financially. Otherwise, he never would have sold himself to me just to pay for his mother's medical bills.

It seems his background is incredibly complicated.

Then I remembered all the things I had done to him.

Tsk. This is going to be tricky.

After thinking it over from every angle, I realized the result was: unresolvable.

The way Liam and I met was straight out of a melodramatic soap opera.

I am the true heiress of the Vance family, accidentally switched at birth.

When I was finally brought back home, I found that Mia had already been keeping my parents company for over a decade.

Reality isn't a novel.

Even though Mia wasn't exactly top-tier in every aspect, after years of having massive resources poured into her, she was at least somewhat proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

And me? I grew up in an obscure, middle-of-nowhere town.

I was the textbook definition of a kid who only knew how to take tests.

I was someone who, aside from the middle school and high school entrance exams, knew absolutely nothing else.

Naturally, I couldn't compare to her.

After I returned to the Vance family, even though my parents wanted to compensate me, their efforts were strictly limited to material compensation.

They treated me with an excess of politeness, but a severe lack of familial warmth.

Fortunately, I am a selfish person.

I threw tantrums when I wanted to, spent their money freely, and felt absolutely zero guilt about it.

Although the thrill of having money made my life much smoother, Mia's existence was a constant reminder of the fact that I wasn't truly loved.

Just to spite Mia, I specifically enrolled in the exact same university as her.

And it was here that I met Liam.

Liam was Mia's ultimate, unattainable crush.

More than once, I had caught Mia looking at Liam with the unmistakable, joyful longing of a girl in love.

So, to get revenge on her, I approached Liam.

At the time, Liam's mother happened to be gravely ill and needed surgery. The financial compensation I offered was simply too tempting to refuse.

Left with no other choice, Liam agreed.

Looking back on it now, it would be a miracle if this guy didn't seek revenge against me later.

Thinking of Liam, I curled my lip.

What a shame. I wasn't even done sleeping with him yet.