She Stole My Life and Resume

Summary

“Who are you? There is no one here you know.”

The security guard pushed me away from the Sterling estate entrance.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw my half-sister, Yara, holding a glass of champagne.

She was toasting a room full of guests―using my name and marrying my client.

A week ago, she stole my academic records and professional portfolio.

My ten-year career history became her dowry overnight.

She spotted me through the glass.

That look in her eyes was the same as when she