Part 3The Billionaire Heiress's Choice: Three Fosters or the Paralyzed Tycoon?
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I hadn't sought out Liam for a while, until the day of the birthday party, when he appeared with a cold face.
Chase and Noah followed behind him, looking unhappy.
I frowned at my assistant. I had clearly said the engagement partner to be announced today wasn't them, so there was no need to invite them.
But the assistant shook her head frantically, with a look that said, "I didn't know; they came on their own."
I sighed helplessly, preparing to pretend I hadn't seen anything.
The guests below were warmer than me, greeting the three of them one after another.
"Young Master Liam is truly young and promising. The project you secured last month must have generated millions in revenue, right? No wonder Miss Sterling is devoted only to you."
But I was the one who negotiated that project; Liam just went to sign.
"Young Master Noah has a bad temper but hates evil as if it were his enemy. Miss Sterling surely won't be wronged following you."
I sneered inwardly. The one who bullied me the most happened to be Noah. He viewed me as a viper, wishing he could execute me on the spot.
"Young Master Chase is also a handsome talent. Miss Sterling choosing you isn't wrong either. Anyway, please take care of us in the future."
The three of them were like fish in water at my birthday party, acting like the hosts.
I frowned, wanting to stop this farce, but the three of them looked down at their phones simultaneously.
Before I could react, Noah's face changed first. He rushed to me in a few steps and slapped me.
My head spun from the hit, and I almost fell to the ground.
Everyone was frightened by this scene, dodging away, afraid to cause trouble.
Liam clenched his hands into fists, stopped Noah who wanted to strike again, and turned to look at me with gritted teeth:
"We have already come here like goods for you to choose from. What are you still dissatisfied with?"
"Do you have to drive Lily to death?"
I was baffled. Seeing my expression, Chase felt even more disdain in his heart.
"You took advantage of our absence from Lily's side and dared to hire someone to kidnap her. I tell you, you won't get your way!"
As soon as this sentence came out, I immediately understood that Lily was playing tricks again.
The guests present were either my father's friends or business partners. I was slapped in front of them, yet no one stopped it.
My heart sank. Presumably, they believed the Sterling family wouldn't fall into my hands, so they dared not easily offend the three of them.
I covered my face and looked at Noah with cold eyes. "Apologize!"
Noah glanced at my red eyes and spoke sarcastically: "Lily almost lost her purity. What do you have to feel aggrieved about just being slapped?"
"Boohoo~"
Lily ran in crying, her dress tattered, making people suspect if she had encountered something.
Liam quickly took off his suit jacket and draped it over Lily, turning to look at me with disgust:
"You truly are as scheming as ever. I will absolutely not marry a woman like you!"
Chase, who was usually quiet, stood in front of Lily with a cold face:
"Your mother couldn't give birth to a boy to inherit the family business, so she tried every means to bring us three back as tools. We have accepted our fate, but I didn't expect you to be insatiable."
"Since that's the case, there's no need to maintain this superficial peace."
He turned and left, not caring about the Sterling family's face at all.
Before leaving, Liam arrogantly dropped a sentence: "I will marry you, but you will just be a decoration in the future. If you want me to protect the Sterling family's assets, you must behave yourself."
I laughed. Had they forgotten?
Without me, the Sterling family wouldn't have adopted them.
Seeing the three of them about to leave, someone finally wanted to stop them.
But I shouted with a cold face: "Let them go!"
Lily glared at me provocatively, as if she had won the whole world.
I stood there without saying a word until the assistant said anxiously:
"What should we do? All three of them left. Who should you choose?"
Other guests also frowned.
"As a woman, she has to marry sooner or later. If the three foster husbands who know her well don't want her, who else can she marry?"
I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, smiling as I raised my red wine glass to toast everyone:
"Guests, presumably everyone knows that today, besides being my birthday party, is also my engagement party."
A cold, handsome face appeared on the huge projection screen.
Everyone gasped.
"Isn't that Alexander Thorne of the Thorne family in the capital?!"