All Chapters of Adopted Double: Replaced at My Own Party: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Forcing back tears, I smiled. "Now that the real heir's been found, I guess it's time for the stand-in to leave the stage."I pulled a black credit card from my pocket and waved it lightly. "I'll just consider this my pay for my performance."Leaving my sister, Luna Rivers, and the stunned crowd, I turned and walked out of the ballroom. My reflection flashed across the mirrored walls. There was a tear in my expensive suit, and dust clung to the fabric. My hair was a mess. I looked pathetic."No way! He's leaving just like that?""Right? I was waiting for him to fight with the real Jeremy and get slapped by Luna.""Hmm… This isn't how the male side character would normally react at all."If I hadn't seen those comments, I probably would've already charged forward. I would've stood in front of that huge three-tier birthday cake and shouted for the entire room to hear, "Luna, I'm your real brother, Jeremy Rivers! He's the impostor!"Then, Luna would've broken my legs with her own

I clicked on the post. A photo showed me leaving the hotel. I was still wearing the bloodstained suit, bent over as I got into the cab. The caption was even worse."The real Rivers' heir has barely returned and already can't tolerate the stand-in brother. On his 18th birthday, he was kicked out of the Rivers family and didn't even get a slice of his own cake. That's just cruel."The post had 300 million views. My pupils contracted.Who had taken the photo? And who had written that post?I opened Rivers Group's official Twitter account. A cold statement was pinned at the top of the page that read, "Mr. Jeremy Rivers unfortunately went missing at the age of three. Grieving the loss of her brother, Ms. Luna Rivers adopted an orphan with a similar appearance. "Now that Mr. Jeremy Rivers has been found, appropriate arrangements have been made for the adopted individual. We ask the public to refrain from spreading rumors or misinformation."The comments were full of criticism."Appro

My ID was invalid. Those four words hit me like a bucket of water splashed on my face.I looked down at the card in my hand. For 18 years, every piece of my identity had been tied to it. And now, the real Jeremy Rivers had returned. Everything that belonged to me had been erased with a single click."Sir? Sir?" The airline agent looked at me uneasily. "Your passport also doesn't…""Oh shit. It's over. Fake Jeremy is not getting away now.""I told you. Even his identity belongs to Real Jeremy. How could he possibly run?""Luna will be here any minute. Good luck, Fake Jeremy."Taking a deep breath, I put away my passport and ID. "Never mind. Thank you."The moment I turned away with my suitcase, my phone lit up with a message from Luna. "I'm at Gate 3 of the main hall. Come out."I knew I couldn't run anymore. Dragging my suitcase behind me, I headed toward the main hall in a daze. My legs felt weaker with every step.For 18 years, I thought I was the Rivers family's heir. I'd

"Wait. Why do I suddenly feel like something's off about Real Jeremy?""Hello." Jeremy extended his hand. "My name is Jeremy Rivers."I looked down at his hand. He had long fingers, fair skin, and perfectly trimmed nails. The scar on his wrist was faintly pink under the light. It was a new scar.The scar I'd received at five years old was dark red with pale edges. But his scar was pink. It was fresh, no more than a year old."Holy shit! Holy shit!""A new scar?""Didn't Real Jeremy go missing when he was three years old? Shouldn't that scar be from his childhood?""That scar was made within the last year?""The more I think about this, the more I feel like Real Jeremy's scar might be fake."I looked up and met his eyes. His expression was calm, but there was a slight curve at the corner of his mouth. It was a look of satisfaction.I didn't take his hand. "When did you get that scar?"He froze for a moment, instinctively pulling his hand back. "When I was a kid…""When you w

Blood dripped from my fingertips.Luna's expression changed, her cold composure shattering. "Lionel, call a doctor!""It's fine." I pressed a hand over the wound. "It's just a scratch.""That's not a scratch!" she shouted.It was the first time I'd ever seen her lose her composure.She squatted down, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket. Her hands trembled as she pressed it against my arm. In a shaky voice, she said, "Don't move."The woman who controlled everything was shaking.I looked down at her. Kneeling before me, she pressed hard against the wound on my arm. Blood soaked through the handkerchief, staining her fingers red."Luna."She hummed quietly in response."What was he trying to say just now?"Her hands paused. "Nothing.""He said I was the one who… the one who what?""Crazy." She looked up at me. "He said you're the one who's crazy. Everything he said was nonsense. Don't believe him."I looked into her eyes. There were too many emotions hidden behind them—a