None of You Can Escape

I was the eldest daughter of the Doyle Group.

After being betrayed by my family, I decided to unleash chaos.

My younger sister stole my fiancé, so I made sure they went viral online.

My younger brother treated me like a servant, so I decided he should be one from now on.

As for my parents, since they had been emotionally neglecting me since childhood, I would let them taste some real turmoil.

1

I was the eldest daughter of the Doyle Group.

At the engagement party, my fiancé, Alec Wade, suddenly announced that the person he was engaged to wasn't me, but my sister, Rebecca Doyle.

Holding my sister's hand tenderly, he declared that Rebecca was his true love and that marrying her would still unite the Doyle and Wade families.

Rebecca, teary-eyed and leaning softly against Alec's shoulder, said, "Alec, I can't ruin Salena's reputation. We're destined to be apart."

I watched their performance quietly.

Suddenly, I smashed a glass and aimed it at my throat, breaking down in tears, my cries echoing with despair.

The popular bloggers and freelance writers I invited couldn't hide their excitement, eagerly capturing the scene on their phones.

"So you've been together behind my back all along. Alec, your promises to me were all lies, and Rebecca, your affection was fake too. You're both filthy! Selfish!"

Rebecca wasn't one to back down either. She knelt on the glass with a thud. "Salena, I'm sorry. Alec never loved you. Can you let me have him?"

Alec, while tenderly helping Rebecca up, glared at me with a menacing look. "Salena, if you dare hurt Rebecca, I won't let you off."

"I didn't make her kneel." I thought.

I immediately put on my best acting skills, my eyes a mix of sorrow and resentment. "Alec, if you liked my sister, you could have told me earlier. Why pretend to care for me?

I thought you genuinely wanted to marry me, but I didn't expect you to be so vile behind my back. I misjudged you. I understand, I am superfluous, I will die now."

I stabbed the glass into the blood bag on my body.

Amidst the crowd's gasps, I collapsed to the ground.

2

Soon, the scandal of Rebecca, the second daughter of the Doyle family, stealing her sister's fiancé, and Alec, the heir of Silverstone Group, two-timing, spread across the internet.

The Doyle family became a laughingstock overnight.

When I woke up in the hospital, the first thing I saw was my father, Ryland Doyle, with a sullen face.

He held up his phone and asked, "Salena, what kind of nonsense are you pulling? Why is our family drama all over the internet? Don't you know Rebecca is just starting her career, and her reputation is everything?"

My mom quickly pulled his hand back. "Why are you asking her this? Salena just got hurt, let her rest."

After that, she looked at me with a probing gaze.

Rebecca had been crying so hard that her face turned pale, and it broke my parents' hearts as they sided with her.

I sneered inwardly.

One scolded, the other consoled, they were truly a perfect match.

Alec stood by, cold and intimidating, and said bitterly, "Salena, do you think by making such a scene, you'll get my attention?"

I secretly rolled my eyes. I didn't want him, a scumbag, at all.

Taking a deep breath, I rolled off the hospital bed and started wailing, "Mom, Dad, I'm sorry, it's my fault for bringing disgrace to the Doyle family. I didn't expect Alec to break off the engagement in front of everyone. I... I might as well go die."

As I spoke, I rushed to the window, stepping onto the ledge.

We all knew hospital windows were impossible to jump from.

Stopped by everyone, I let out a piercing laugh and began to pull at my hair. "My sister betrayed me, my fiancé abandoned me, and my father treats me coldly. From today, I want revenge! Revenge!"

Rebecca was so scared she didn't dare move, even forgetting to fake cry.

"Enough! What's wrong with you? Do you have any dignity left as a lady?" Ryland shouted at me with a stern look and raised his right hand to slap me.

I was too familiar with this expression. No matter what happened at home, his first reaction was to hit me.

Luckily, the doctor arrived in time, frowning. "Please don't make noise in the hospital. And what kind of family are you? The patient is already severely depressed and mentally unstable, and you're still provoking her."

They finally believed it. After several seconds of silence, my mom finally spoke, "What's wrong with Salena? I didn't even know my daughter was so seriously ill."

She came over to help me up, secretly wiping her tears.

I didn't know if her tears were sincere.

"Since you know now, be mindful of your words and actions in the future. Now leave and let the patient rest."

Once they were gone, I high-fived the doctor. "Dr. Burns, pleasure working with you."

3

I was sick.

Since I could remember, for over twenty years, I hadn't lived a single day for myself.

My family was like a feudal clan, as Ryland's eldest daughter, they always told me to bring honor to the Doyle family and to support my brother, Jonny, in taking over and expanding the Doyle Group.

In short, I was to dedicate everything to the Doyle Group.

So when faced with my father's beatings and disdain, my mother's favoritism and indifference, and the marriage they arranged for me, I never thought of resisting, just felt something was always weighing on my chest, making it hard to breathe.

I gradually developed insomnia, nightmares, and severe headaches.

Later, after long-term psychological treatment with Dr. Burns, I began to see the people and things around me more clearly.

Rather than exhausting myself, why not torment others?

From the hospital, I returned home and rarely gave myself a few days off.

Normally, I would be busy at the company, working tirelessly.

But today, I was busy watching the drama on my phone.

Everything that happened at the engagement party was exaggerated by bloggers and sent to the top of trending topics, with netizens eagerly following the drama and digging into the love-hate relationships in this high-society marriage.

"Alec and Salena have been engaged for ten years. I remember Alec's father always referred to Salena as his daughter-in-law."

"Alec has always been quite the player. He had several girlfriends in college, and now he's hooking up with his fiancée's sister. Salena is truly being used."

"Didn't Rebecca say in an interview she'd never been in a relationship?"

"Trying to maintain a pure image, huh? Well, that's blown now!"

There were more and more rumors about them on the Internet.

I lay on the sofa, laughing out loud at the netizens' edited version of 'The Doyle Family Drama. A Tale of Betrayal.'

If it were before, for the sake of the Doyle Group's reputation, I would have endured the broken engagement and helped them find a good excuse.

Facing all kinds of speculation from the outside world, I would help them preserve their reputation.

But they didn't expect that this time, I wouldn't endure it.

Just as I was about to open a bottle of wine to celebrate, I received a call from my assistant. "Salena, Mr. Jonny Doyle just left, and he looked angry. He said he's coming to confront you."

Jonny Doyle was my good-for-nothing brother.

Just thinking about how Jonny conspired with those two schemers to break off my engagement at the party a few days ago made me furious.

It was just right that he came. I also wanted to see him.

4

I quickly messed up my hair, leaning weakly on the sofa.

Jonny stormed in, immediately bombarding me with questions. "Salena, you haven't been to work for two days. So many people are waiting for you to hold a meeting. Are you trying to drag us down?"

I gave a bitter smile. "You can see I'm not well right now. You're the heir to the Doyle Group. If there's anything, you should make the decisions."

Previously, Jonny's position was higher than mine on paper, but his exaggerated style couldn't gain recognition from the group, so most of the time, I made the decisions and implemented them.

Seeing the Doyle Group thriving, he gradually became arrogant, thinking it was all his doing.

Jonny showed disdain. "I can make decisions, but don't forget you're my employee. Don't think you can skip work whenever you want."

"Jonny, this is all for your good, isn't it? Didn't you say you feel unlucky whenever you see me?"

The corner of Jonny's mouth twitched slightly. "When did I say that?"

I laughed sinisterly. "Of course, Rebecca told me. She said you've long wanted me out of the group."

Actually, I overheard him saying this to Rebecca and Alec a few days ago.

I had known for a long time that Jonny didn't like me.

Since childhood, our parents left me to shoulder the burden of raising and disciplining Jonny entirely on my own.

I had to play both parent and teacher, strictly controlling his every move.

Whenever I was strict, my parents would swoop in to play the kind and understanding ones, leaving Jonny to resent only me.

Meanwhile, Rebecca had no such responsibilities as the eldest daughter and lived a carefree and indulgent life, naturally allying with Jonny to exclude me.

I used to dismiss their behavior as childish.

That was until I overheard them plotting to publicly announce the breakup of the engagement to disgrace me. Jonny even boasted about making up lies to ruin my reputation, making everyone believe the broken engagement was my fault.

This would conveniently undermine my authority in the Doyle Group.

Jonny was stunned when he heard what I said. He knew he hadn't yet secured his position in the company, and if I withdrew my support, he'd be left stranded.

His tone softened considerably, "Salena, Rebecca was just joking around. I'd never let you leave."

"Well? You're still defending her?" I leaned in close, sneering. "She's already spilled your entire plan to me. You want to ruin my reputation and lose everyone's trust, so the whole company becomes yours. She's been using you to scheme while feeding me your words. Only someone as gullible as you would think she's innocent.

In truth, she's the one who wants to push you out and become the heir. Fine, you two can duke it out on your own. My health is failing me these days, so I'll leave the company matters to you."

I closed my eyes, pretending not to see Jonny's face turn from green to white.

After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "If she dares to mess with me, I won't let her off."

With that, he stormed out.

I didn't expect them to fall out, but I did enjoy seeing him flustered.

Stretching lazily, I called Simon Morgan, the director of the Doyle Group's R&D department, "Simon, have you thought it over? Want to bring your team to the new company?"

5

Not half a day later, Alec arrived at my place with Rebecca, both looking furious, followed closely by my parents.

This was the first time that my small apartment had been so lively.

Alec glared at me, "Salena, I've done nothing wrong by the Doyle family. I've fulfilled the marriage contract, just with Rebecca instead. Do you hate us so much that you want the whole world to know?"

He spoke with such righteousness, as if he wasn't part of the plot to ruin my reputation.

I knew he was panicking. The ongoing public uproar had caused Silverstone Group's stock to plummet, and the shareholders were not pleased with him.

Tears streamed down my face as I clutched a tissue, "Alec, how could you say that? If you'd told me the truth earlier, no matter how reluctant or heartbroken, I would have sincerely wished you both well. Those financial bloggers, I invited them to create buzz for the upcoming collaboration between Doyle Group and Silverstone Group. It wasn't my intention for them to witness this."

Alec seemed moved, hesitating as he spoke, "Then... can you ask them to delete those posts and issue a clarification?"

"Okay, Alec, you have to believe me. I'd never hurt someone you care about. I'll make sure to clear things up for you."

Alec instinctively reached out to comfort me as I sobbed.

This kind of man liked women to take the initiative to show kindness and weakness. In the past, I just didn't want to, not that I couldn't.

Seeing the situation turning against her, Rebecca quickly interjected, "Salena, what do you mean by this? You've tarnished the reputations of both the Doyle and Wade families. Are you satisfied now? Alec liked me from the start, so why should he be engaged to you?"

I shook my head innocently, "That's not right. I put in so much effort to enhance the impact of our families' alliance. But you and Alec revealed your affair at the engagement party. What was your real intention? Were you trying to bring shame to both the Doyle and Wade families, or was it to target me?"

Rebecca had never seen me so seriously counter her, exposing her intentions. She was momentarily speechless.

After a while, she turned to Ryland for help, "Dad. Salena is falsely accusing me. I'd never do anything to upset you. It's just that Salena has always been so domineering. If we'd asked her to break off the engagement privately, she wouldn't have agreed and would have split us up."

Ryland, who had been wavering, was swayed by Rebecca's tearful plea, his heart leaning towards her.

He frowned, "Salena, you should learn to give in to Rebecca. If she wasn't afraid of you, would she have waited until now to announce the breakup?"

His words sounded so cold to me.

6

I knew arguing further was futile, but I couldn't suppress the bitterness in my heart, my nose tingling, "Dad, you should know whether I've been accommodating to my siblings."

I had sacrificed so much to help him take care of Jonny and Rebecca over the years. I refused to believe he was unaware.

He was just pretending not to know, like a greedy boss wringing every last drop out of an overworked employee.

Seeing my emotional outburst, he seemed worried about rocking the boat and spoke in a slightly softer tone, "Let's not talk about the engagement party for now. What did you say to Jonny today? Why did he come home and start arguing with Rebecca?"

"What could I have said? He and Rebecca have always been close. It's not my place to interfere. Maybe Rebecca did something to upset Jonny."

I glanced at Rebecca with a sarcastic look.

Rebecca appeared confused and guilty, leaning towards Alec for support.

"Did you and Mom come to my apartment just to ask me this? It seems I'm treated like I'm invisible to you. You don't care when I'm sick, but when your son is upset, you come to blame me. If you think I'm the problem, then just kill me. I don't want to live in this family anymore."

I had no intention of playing the victim with Ryland.

"You! How dare you speak to me like that!" His usually obedient and cautious daughter speaking to him in such a manner left Ryland stunned.

He wanted to resort to his old ways and hit me.

I grabbed his raised wrist and bit down hard.

My mother and Rebecca screamed in unison, "Are you crazy?"

"The doctor said I was crazy long ago, but you didn't believe it. If you don't want to be bitten, then get out."

Ryland's face turned purple with anger, and he declared that no one should interfere with me, letting me continue pretending to be crazy and reckless. There would be no place for me in the Doyle Group in the future.

That was exactly what I wanted.

My mother looked at me with concern, wanting to say more, but Rebecca pulled her away, "Mom, can't you see Dad is angry? Let's go, don't bother with Salena." Then she looked pitifully at Alec, "Alec, Salena is emotionally unstable right now. Don't take her words seriously. Let's give her some time to calm down."

She shrank back against Alec, looking terrified. Alec gave me a deep look before leaving with them in a hurry.

I couldn't help but reflect that ever since I was diagnosed with a mental illness, my mind had been much clearer.

7

Thinking back to my childhood, I used to hope that tears would earn my parents' care and sympathy.

When I was little and scraped my knee, I looked at my father with grievance, but he just said indifferently, "Why are you crying? Don't bother me."

Every time I cried after that, it only brought his cold sarcasm.

I wished that he could attend a parent-teacher meeting for me, take me to an amusement park, or praise me when I ranked first in school.

But he never did, simply because I wasn't the son he wanted.

As for my mother, she only wanted to be a pampered wife by her husband's side.

Whatever Ryland liked, she paid attention to. Whatever Ryland disliked, she treated with the same indifference.

Then Jonny was born, taking all their attention and love.

Under my parents' influence, I gradually believed my life's mission was to teach Jonny well, support him, and help him smoothly inherit the family business.

At first, I thought maybe my parents favored boys over girls, believing only boys deserved everything.

But Rebecca's birth shattered my illusion.

By then, the Doyle Group was thriving, and they no longer felt the pressure to continue the family line. The birth of a girl became a way to add a new dynamic to their marriage.

Rebecca, pampered from a young age, could enjoy a free and happy life.

She wanted to enter the entertainment industry, so Ryland paid to send her to Kaitovia as a trainee and even invested resources in her debut.

Later, I thought if I worked hard enough, I could earn their love.

I got top grades, took over a company, and accepted an arranged marriage.

I was like a puppet, climbing step by step towards the goals they set for me.

As for Alec, we met when we were young and were engaged early on.

He once had feelings for me. But I was suffocated by the pressure of studies and family responsibilities, leaving no room to spare for him.

He gradually found me dull and rigid, even thinking I was a woman who only cared about fame and fortune.

Then the naive and charming Rebecca appeared, and he felt that Rebecca was what his girlfriend should be like.

So he broke off the engagement publicly, not only making himself look like an authoritative boss but also giving me a harsh blow, avenging the grievances he suffered from me.

And Rebecca, just because she liked my fiancé, my parents allowed her to stage a farce at the engagement party without even a word of reproach.

I didn't understand why I tried so hard to make myself better. I had done my best, almost abandoning all my personality to obey their orders and wishes, but in return, I got their disgust.

I even once thought maybe I wasn't their biological child. Unfortunately, I was indeed their biological daughter.

It was like a joke, making me feel inherently unlovable.

Thinking about these miserable things, my previously good mood dissipated, and I fell into a deep sleep on the sofa, suppressing my anger.

I slept until the afternoon of the next day. As soon as I turned off airplane mode, my phone buzzed with notifications.

I glanced at my phone and immediately perked up.

It was six sixty-second voice messages from Jonny, filled with agitation.

Without even opening them, I could guess what he was saying.

The Doyle Group was already starting to suffer a blow.