Part 2The Billionaire's "One That Got Away": My Fiancé is His Brother

The air pressure in the room plummeted. A scorching gaze pinned me to my seat and refused to look away.

Nolan patted my shoulder, signaling me to stand up and say hello.

It looked like I couldn't hide from this.

But on second thought, so many years had passed. The young heir of the Sterling empire never lacked beautiful women around him. There was no way he was still hung up on a nobody like me.

Thinking this, I stood beside Nolan and greeted him calmly. "Hello, Carter. I'm Vivian Hayes."

His eyes were cold and piercingly direct. I was terrified he was going to say something he shouldn't.

My mother cared deeply about this engagement, and I naturally didn't want anything to go wrong.

"If nothing goes wrong, I’ll be your sister-in-law soon!"

I stated my identity clearly, a subtle warning for him not to cause a scene.

But I forgot that Carter was a madman.

Six years had passed, and he was even crazier now.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the room, Carter dropped his cigarette and strode right up to me with absolute arrogance.

"Sister-in-law?"

His tone was dripping with blatant mockery. With his hands shoved in his pockets, he completely ignored Nolan standing right beside me.

Carter leaned in slightly, his lips brushing my ear. "Do you think becoming my sister-in-law wipes our slate clean?"

His voice wasn't quiet. It was loud enough for every single person in the room to hear clearly.

Mr. Sterling was the first to speak. "Vivian, you know Carter?"

I gripped the fabric of my dress, my knuckles turning white.

I kept a polite smile glued to my face. "We were in high school together."

Hearing the words "high school" fall from my lips, Carter's eyes turned to ice. Even the mocking smirk on his lips vanished.

He narrowed his eyes, his voice dripping with danger. "Were we just classmates?"

It wasn't just him; everyone in the room was holding their breath, waiting for my answer.

I stared straight into Carter’s eyes. "Just classmates."

Carter’s body went rigid for a split second. He stood up straight, looking down at me from his towering height.

He was a tall man, and his gaze always carried a suffocating weight—even more so now, considering the guilt eating me alive.

"Vivian Hayes," Carter said my name suddenly.

"Hugging and making out with normal classmates... You were pretty wild in high school, weren't you?"