The room felt so quiet. Sophia could hear her own heartbeat as she stared at the three men in front of her. They said they were her brothers—powerful billionaires everyone knew… except her.
How was that possible?
How had she lived in the same city, married to a man from that same rich world, and never heard their names?
Unless Richard made sure she never did.
“Sophia,” Alexander said softly, worry in his eyes. “Are you okay?”
The way he spoke, gentle and real—was nothing like Richard’s fake concern. It made her chest tighten.
“I don’t understand,” she whispered, her hands shaking as she held the knife. “If you’re really my brothers, and if you’re so powerful, why didn’t you come for me sooner? Why did you let him…” she pointed at Richard and Jessica, voice trembling, “why did you let
