Part 2On My Wedding Day, My Sister-in-Law Demanded My Tuition For Her Dowry And My House As The Newlywed Home—But My Brother Switched Bride Right On The Spot!

“You actually have this? My brother begged me to buy one, but I couldn’t get it.”

I thought Chloe was just making a passing comment. But I was wrong.

The next moment, she gave me a hopeful look, saying, “Amanda, can I have this? You know, as a little gift from you to me? My brother really loves this, and it’s really more of a boy’s toy anyway.”

Are you serious?

I’ve never heard of a girl visiting her boyfriend’s family for the first time, not bringing any gifts, and then asking his family for presents instead. And for her brother, no less.

On top of that, she was justifying it with the excuse that girls shouldn’t play with action figures.

“No way,” I snapped, pointing at the figure in her hand. “Put it down.”

I would’ve been heartbroken if she had damaged it.

Chloe looked startled, probably shocked at how harsh my tone was.

Then, as if she did it on purpose, she loosened her grip, and the figure fell to the floor, shattering into pieces.

The commotion brought my parents and Brian running into the room.

Before I could say anything, Chloe started crying. Tears welled up in her eyes, making her look as pitiful as possible, like I was the one who had wronged her.

Thankfully, my parents and Brian were reasonable people, and they adore me. After I explained what happened, no one blamed me. In fact, Brian apologized to me.

But Chloe wouldn’t give up. She made Brian ask me multiple times to give her the action figure until, tired of the hassle, I finally gave in and handed it over.

A while later, it was my 20th birthday. My parents threw me a birthday bash, inviting lots of family and friends. Chloe brought her brother Tommy along.

Tommy, who’s my age, had dropped out of school early and hung out with a rough crowd. He had red hair and tattoos—just exuding that troublemaker vibe.

My best friend Sarah noticed too. “Amanda, did you get into some kind of trouble? That guy looks like he’s here to start something.”

“He’s my brother’s future brother-in-law,” I said dryly.

“Ah, I see…”

I knew exactly what Sarah was thinking. And yeah, I didn’t like Tommy either.

Toward the end of the party, I went to the restroom and saw Chloe helping Tommy, who was completely drunk and vomiting everywhere.

Chloe looked annoyed. “I told you not to drink so much! Serves you right, throwing up like this. What a mess! The Taylors sure have money to burn, throwing a huge party for a girl’s birthday! So pointless.”

“Exactly. Dad says daughters are just money drains. Everything at home is mine—mine!” Tommy slurred, gesturing wildly.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Are these people for real?

And instead of being angry, Chloe agreed. “Yes, yes, everything is yours. You’re the only son, after all. It’s up to you to carry on the family name!”

Family name? Are they royalty or something?

After the party, when I was going through the gifts, I noticed my Cartier bracelet was missing.

I searched everywhere but couldn’t find it.

I suspected the Adams siblings, but I didn’t have proof, and my parents told me to let it go—for Brian’s sake.

A few days later, Chloe added me on Instagram. She said she had something to discuss with me.

I was curious, so I accepted.

Chloe quickly sent me a message: “Amanda, I didn’t want to bother Brian with this, so I’m coming to you.”

Me: “What is it? Go ahead.”

I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be anything good.

Chloe: “You know, you’re going to get married one day too. Once you do, you’ll belong to someone else’s family. Even if your parents and Brian spoil you now, you can’t just take what rightfully belongs to your brother, right?”