They Learned Who I Was

Vanessa burst out laughing. "If you're going to lie, at least make it believable. If you were really the CEO's sister, would you be living this pathetic little life?"

Dylan frowned, disappointment written all over his face. "Avery, when did you become this kind of liar?"

I stared at their contemptuous faces, shaking with anger.

Dylan's executive position?

I had begged my brother to give it to him.

His connections?

I had built them for him from square one.

Everything he had now existed because I had paved the road behind him, and this was how he treated me.

What a joke.

Dylan tightened his grip on my arm, his eyes turning vicious. "Come on. We're going to the hospital right now, and you're getting rid of that bastard."

Ryan immediately stepped in front of him. "Let her go. If you hurt her, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

The coworkers around us were clearly intimidated.

"That's the CEO's assistant," someone muttered. "He has serious power."

Alas, Vanessa stepped forward and snapped, "So what if he's the CEO's assistant?"

She lifted her chin, and her voice sharpened. "Dylan is a key executive at this branch. He's handling several major projects right now.

"So what if you're the CEO's assistant? We're helping the CEO remove those that are damaging the company's reputation. He should be grateful."

The others heard that and quickly started nodding along.

"Exactly. We should teach these two cheaters a lesson!"

Several people rushed forward at once.

They surrounded Ryan and started hitting him.

Ryan was shoved to the floor. His forehead struck the corner of a desk, and blood ran down his cheek.

Even then, he kept struggling to shield me.

I trembled in terror, crying for them to stop. Unfortunately, Dylan held me tightly from behind. He laughed beside my ear. "That's what happens to your lover."

Panic squeezed my chest, making it hard to breathe. I lowered my head and bit his hand as firmly as possible.

Dylan cursed and let go.

I stumbled away, grabbed my phone, and screamed into it, "Help Ryan! They're going to kill him!"

The next second, Vanessa stomped on my phone. The screen shattered under her heel.

She smirked. "Still trying to call your lover?"

Then, she turned to Dylan with that fake, delicate voice. "Dylan, you were kind enough to give her a good life, but she cheated on you and got pregnant with another man's child. She's shameless."

Her gaze dropped to my stomach. "I don't think that baby needs to exist. Better than letting it grow up and embarrass everyone."

A chill ran through me as I looked at Dylan in fear.

He hesitated for a long moment, then he clenched his jaw. "That bastard can't stay."

In the next moment, Vanessa directed the others toward me.

Someone yanked my hair, another pushed my shoulders, and insults rained down from all sides.

Vanessa leaned close to my ear and whispered coldly, "This is what happens when you try to steal my man, Avery."

Her voice turned vicious. "Once that thing in your stomach is gone, I can give Dylan a healthy baby of my own."

My whole body went rigid, and I stared at her in disbelief. 'They already have a child together?'

Someone shoved me hard, and my forehead slammed into the corner of a desk. Blood immediately ran down my face.

When Dylan saw me bleeding, he froze for half a second. Something like hesitation flashed in his eyes, but his voice stayed cruel. "Come with me to the hospital and terminate this pregnancy. Do that, and I'll pretend none of this happened."

His expression hardened. "Refuse, and I'll make sure you can't stay in this city."

"It's your child!" I screamed through tears, blood running down my face.

Vanessa immediately clung to his arm. "Dylan, don't listen to her. A woman like her will say anything. She just wants you to raise another man's kid."

The last hint of doubt disappeared from Dylan's face. Full of rage now, his voice turned icy enough to halt my heart. "If you refuse to go to the hospital, then we'll settle this here and now, with your lover as witness."

The punches and kicks came again.

Vanessa grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk, smiling like a lunatic.

I shook in terror, and my entire body was so sore that I couldn't move.

She tore at my clothes, then raised the scissors toward my stomach.

At that exact moment, the office door was kicked open.

A furious voice cut through the chaos. "Who dares to touch my sister?"

My brother, Steven Whitmore, stood in the doorway. He was surrounded by bodyguards. The air around him was terrifyingly cold. His gaze swept across the room, causing everyone to freeze in their tracks.