Actually, I’m a Girl

Summary

I discovered I was the long-lost heir to the Marshall fortune, so I cut my already short hair even shorter and slipped extra lifts into my shoes. When the old butler called me "young master," I just nodded, terrified of getting caught in some dramatic clash with the fake heiress.

But I never imagined she wouldn't let me off the hook.

At my welcome-home party, she got me drunk. I woke up in her bed. Sophie Marshall was draped in my brother's suit jacket, sobbing. "I don't know... Alex... he was drunk... I didn't know he'd force himself on me..."