I was snatched by a mob boss, while my best friend was forced to marry a corporate elite. The day of the family gala— My best friend and I stared at each other in shock. The mob boss and the corporate elite were brothers. Biological ones. The boss and the elite were busy making money. My best friend and I were busy spending it. Until their adopted sister returned from abroad— The maids whispered that she was the "white moonlight" both brothers couldn't have. My best friend, Chloe: "I scraped together some cash. Wanna run?" Me: "Good thing I hoarded gold bars. Let's go." But when I walked down the jet bridge, I boarded the mob boss's private jet. He smirked devilishly: "Woman, what am I going to do with you?" 1 "Chloe, why did you touch my things?" "...I'm sorry. I thought it was a gift for me. I didn't know it was for Jenny." From twenty feet away, I could hear my best friend Chloe arguing with her husband, Julian Sterling. "Jenny is my sister. I don't care what you do usually, but don't get any ideas about her." "Julian, you don't trust me... You're being so mean to me for her." Julian’s voice was cold, flat. Chloe sobbed quietly, sounding wronged. I wanted to eavesdrop more, but Julian suddenly opened the door. "...Hi, good evening." I waved awkwardly. Julian’s face instantly returned to his polite, corporate smile: "Good evening, sister-in-law." ... "Chloe, what happened? I heard you guys arguing from down the hall." I tiptoed to close the door and pulled my best friend onto the couch for gossip. Chloe dropped her pitiful act instantly, her face full of disdain: "That dog of a man definitely has issues. I just tested him, and his true colors came out." I paused. "You know too?" "Yeah, even the lady who cleans the cat litter knows. The adopted sister, Jenny, is coming back to the States." I slapped the table. "She's the white moonlight of these two brothers!" Chloe rolled her eyes. "The kind they almost fell out over." We exchanged a meaningful look. Chloe leaned in, looking like a thief: "I scraped together some cash. Wanna run?" I smiled mysteriously: "You can always count on me. Good thing I hoarded gold bars. Let's go." She looked at me deeply: "What, you willing to leave your cool, domineering husband for me?" "Pfft!" I rolled my eyes this time: "Does he think I don't know? He chased me like a maniac because I look a bit like Jenny. Now that the real deal is back, am I supposed to stay here and die?" We hit it off immediately. We spent the night planning our escape with the same energy we used to pull all-nighters for college projects. Everything was ready. We just needed the right moment. 2 "I'm a genius." Thinking about our flawless escape plan, I laughed out loud in bed. As long as I could eat, drink, and gossip with Chloe, I'd be satisfied. Thinking back, I was inexplicably chosen by Dante, inexplicably snatched, and inexplicably dragged to a family gala. Then I heard his people say: "This girl really looks like Miss Jenny." I understood instantly. The "replacement trope" had landed on me. I was just a happy girl who liked staying home and playing video games. Why did fate do this to me? I was stubborn and unyielding. Until I saw Chloe at the gala—my best friend since childhood. Since she was forced into a marriage with a business tycoon six months ago, I had lost contact with her. "Boohoo, I looked everywhere for you!" Under everyone's shocked gaze, Chloe and I hugged and cried. Then I learned that Dante, the mob boss hiding in the shadows, and the dazzling Julian were biological brothers. One took their dad's last name, one took their mom's. I turned to Dante with a sweet smile: "I've thought it through. I'll stay." ... "Hey, why are you drooling?" Half-asleep, Dante, the mob boss who had just done god-knows-what, came back. He leaned in and wiped the corner of my mouth. "Hehe... hehehe..." I was still dreaming of running to freedom with Chloe. Vaguely, I felt a warm body lie down next to me. Strong arms pulled me into his embrace familiarly... Whatever. Enjoying this before leaving wasn't a bad idea. 3 When I woke up the next day, it was already 10 AM. Unexpectedly, Dante, who usually left before dawn, was still there, leaning against the bed playing with a camera. "What are you looking at?" I leaned over to look. I saw a photo of me sleeping on his chest, drooling. I rolled away grumpily. Dante mocked me: "Evidence. So you can't deny it later." He reached out and scooped me back, planting a hard kiss on the corner of my mouth. This damn refined man, always smelling of expensive cologne. "By the way, Jenny is coming back tomorrow. Come with me to pick her up." My heart skipped a beat guiltily. Usually, Dante and Julian were elusive. It was hard to find a time when both were distracted. Only when they both went to pick up Jenny could Chloe and I escape smoothly. I pretended to be calm: "Oh, tomorrow? But I promised to go to the doctor with a friend." Dante raised an eyebrow. Before he could ask, I rattled off: "Don't worry, it's a girl, a former colleague. She's alone here and doesn't know anyone. Only I can go with her." Dante was hostile to any male near me, but lenient with female friends. He thought for a moment: "Alright. Come home early, stay safe." "And... the flu is going around. Keep your mask on at the hospital. Don't take it off." Hmm. If he didn't constantly remind me I was a pitiful replacement, Dante wasn't a bad guy. 4 It was like God was helping us. The night before the escape, Dante was busy with something and didn't come home all night. I used the excuse of walking the dog to send out my two large suitcases early. But at the agreed time, Chloe didn't show up. One hour, two hours... Her phone went straight to voicemail. Until I was bored scrolling TikTok and saw a glimpse of Chloe on a gossip account. She looked like she wanted to curse. "The Sterling family's adopted daughter Jenny returns! What miracles will this gilded genius pianist create? Especially the old stories with her two brothers..." I understood instantly. Chloe couldn't get away. Julian dragged her to the airport to pick up Jenny. I cursed my brother-in-law a hundred times in my heart. He fought with his wife over Jenny two days ago, and today he forced her to meet his white moonlight. Scumbag! Total scumbag! Finally, at dinner time, the group returned home. A radiant Jenny, and a lifeless Chloe. Having watched videos all afternoon, I knew Jenny had been acting like an arrogant peacock since she landed, giving Chloe a hard time. "Ah, is this my sister-in-law? You look... older than I imagined." She looked at me, blinking her big eyes, spewing venom. "Oh, this must be sister Jenny. Flying ten hours is tough, huh? Your skin is so dry, look at those fine lines. And those smile lines are deep. Did you suffer abroad?" I leaned in to examine her. Sure enough, Jenny's smug face contorted. But being a seasoned white moonlight, she immediately looked pitifully at Dante and Julian: "Brothers, does sister-in-law not like me? Did Jenny do something wrong?" As expected, Julian didn't dare say anything to me, but Dante's face dropped. "Ava, looks like I spoiled you too much. Watch your mouth. Apologize to Jenny!" I acted scared: "Sister Jenny..." I suddenly grabbed Chloe's hand and ran. "Your hair is dry too! And your hairline is receding. Suggest getting a new hairstyle!" Bullying my best friend, humiliating me in public, and wanting an apology? These three jerks deserved each other!
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