I was deep in my thoughts when my closest friend, James, entered my room with a frightened face. He brought my mobile and told me to check my emails.
As my company was going through a crisis, all I could think about was my company. I snatched my mobile from him and started checking emails. He informed me to check the first email; it was from an unknown email address. I opened the mail, and there were so many videos. I was getting confused as to why I needed to watch videos at this moment. So, I gave him a questionable look and he spoke. "Just watch those dam videos. I see to it that no one will disturb you, and after watching those, we will discuss what you are going to do. I will call your family also." I nodded my head.
This email ID was not familiar. It contained a message draft too. It read,
'Hi, don't worry about who I am and all. More than that, you have to worry about your bride-to-be. I should probably congratulate you on this scenario. Yes, but not in your case. Your so-called bride-to-be was gang raped at the age of 16, when she was on drugs and had too much alcohol. To get her out of drug addiction, she has been admitted to a mental asylum. Yes, she was there for almost, I guess, 3 years. If you don't believe me, you can check out the videos. Oh yeah, happy married life. Treat it as your marriage present, which is quite memorable, don't you think?
When I read the message draft, I was beyond shocked. I started playing videos. The videos were related to her treatment in a mental asylum. The way she was acting, how she was responding to the doctor's treatment, she was scratching herself, oh my god, and her friends were confessing about her drug addiction, and so on.
Now everything makes sense. Why did they come forward to help us? They just wanted to get rid of her, so they took advantage of our company situation and made a deal. They never once thought that it was necessary to share this information with me or with our family. What about her? She just thought of hiding everything and getting married. My goodness, she was not only raped but also addicted to drugs and alcohol when she was only 15. What else are these Andrews hiding from us?
The most important thing is: What should I do now? How can they betray me and my family like this before my ex? First, it was their son, now their daughter. Just by using money, can they hide anything and betray anyone?
I want to make sure they taste their own doings. I will expose them in front of everyone and in front of the whole media; it should become a bloody sensation. I will see to it.
By the time I made up my mind, my whole family had come along with my friends. They were giving me questionable looks. My mother was the first person to speak about whether I was okay. I could see all my sisters' concerned faces. Thank God my father was busy at the wedding venue.
I showed them videos and messages. They started watching the same thing, and everyone was shocked. My mother started crying. My sisters too, except my older sister Maria. She was the strongest one in my family, my backbone, and my second mother. She came and sat beside me and spoke. "What are you going to do?"
I was burning in anger, barely controlling myself. Betrayal after betrayal—I had enough of that. I want them to make sure they taste their own doings. I told them my plan, and again, we had to think of the company and my father. My elder sister gave me courage. "We would deal with that later and just make sure to give double for what they had done to us. I won't accept that bitch as my sister-in-law, in any case. After what they did to us, they have to suffer, and she has to suffer. Bloody psychopath. How the hell did we come to know so late? This news didn't spread at all. Andrew's thinks money can patch up and hide anything. They don't know what Edward's is. Our company is falling, not our integrity; it's now or never. Make them pay for what they have done."
Now I was burning with more fury. I informed them it was time to go to the wedding venue. Let's go. After all, it was show time. I informed my sisters and friends to get more media. I want this thing to be live telecasted on every channel; this is their payback time.
It was time for me to go to the wedding venue with my so-called family. Family wow, that sounds so foreign to me. A mixture of love, caring, support for each other, and so on, which I didn't get any of till today.
My family of four members includes my father, Mr. Alexander Andrew, a great business magnate and billionaire who runs so many businesses. My mother, Mrs. Merlin Andrew, was a famous actress. They met at some banquet, fell in love, and eventually got married. My brother Hunter Andrew who is always pre-occupied in his own world with no entry board.
My mother was a perfect housewife. She took care of my brother very well. In one word, I can say he is everything to her and also to my father. They both strongly believe in the so-called heir thing and all. So, just for my brother, everything was perfect. I mean, they spoiled him with everything—love, carrying, affection, luxury items, and the best things that were provided to him.
Neither of my parents ever planned to have another child. After 5 years, I was unexpected; they didn't think of aborting me, so my mother gave birth to me. After that, her priority changed, which was her career. She wanted to make a huge comeback to the entertainment industry, not as an actress but as a fashion designer.
So, she started giving her 100 percent towards her career. With a billionaire husband beside her, everything was quite easy, and yes, she succeeded too. Eventually, she became busy.
Everyone got busy in their lives; they never valued my existence and treated me just like air. I would always feel that they were competing with each other, like, who would ignore me more and more? Till now, I couldn't find out who the winner was, as they were strongly competing.
My parents provided me with basic things except their care, affection, and love. Apart from my name, I don't think both parents know anything about me, not even basic things. Wow, we have such a great bond.
Since my childhood, I have been taken care of by a nanny. As soon as I turned 5, my parents started deciding everything regarding school, college, and courses. Extra activities—what to do, what not to do—and all just everything—there was no room for discussion.
In the 20 years of my existence, I guess only 2 things I strongly demanded, and I didn't give them any room for discussion. My parents and my brother didn't have any other choice, so I guess three of them just cursed me deep down and agreed to my demands. The sole reason for agreeing to those demands was that they just wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible because they were so worried about my past and their prestige was at stake.
Now I am going to start my own family. I want to be a good wife, a good mother, and so on to whomever Hunter is related to. I want to be perfect for him, and I will try my best to be whatever it takes. I was mentally preparing myself for my future while we were going to the wedding venue.
As I was getting closer to my destination, these feelings were getting stronger; something was definitely not right.