After I Choosing the Right One, My Three Rich Suitors Lost It

After I Chose to Marry the Country Boy, My Three Rich Fiancs Were Devastated

I'm the true daughter of the Sinclair family, brought back from a small town.

To make up for lost time, my father specially gave me three fianc candidates to choose from. Back then, only Ethan Grant didn't look down on me for coming from a small town, and I gradually grew dependent on him. Even when he later started deliberately distancing himself from me like the others, I still tried hard to win his favor, thinking he would be moved by my sincerity.

But on the night before our engagement party, I overheard him comforting Ivy Chen, the fake daughter:

"Just bear with it a little longer. She's from a small town after all. Once we're married, I'll be the one managing the Sinclair family business. Then I'll make her kneel down and apologize to you. You're the true lady of the Sinclair family!"

So at the banquet, I turned to my father and said I didn't want to choose any of these three men.

I wanted to choose Liam Kennedy, who grew up with me in that small town.

Last week, he was just brought back to the Kennedy family and was about to be announced as their sole grandson - the next leader of the prestigious Kennedy family in New York!

The day before the wedding, my father asked me:

"Have you decided on your fianc for tomorrow?"

I nodded, "I'll choose Liam Kennedy."

Father was very surprised: "That boy who grew up with you in the small town? No, that's not a suitable match!"

I whispered a few words to Father, and he exclaimed in shock: "Really?!"

I nodded.

Liam Kennedy and I were both actually the true heirs mistakenly raised in that small town.

He was brought back to the Kennedy family last week and is their sole grandson.

He's guaranteed to be the next leader of the Kennedy family.

Father patted my shoulder: "It's an honor to be able to form a marriage alliance with the prestigious Kennedy family of New York. But weren't you always fond of that Grant boy?"

I calmly replied: "For the benefit of our family, an alliance with the Kennedys is the best outcome I've considered."

I didn't want to tell him how Ethan had scorned my small-town origins and hurt me in every interaction after that.

If I did, Father would surely confront him, which would also cause trouble with the Grant family behind him.

We still have business dealings with them, and I don't want the two families to become enemies.

Now that I have a better solution, it's about letting him go, and also freeing myself.

After Father and I finalized the marriage plans, he left my villa. Ethan and Ivy Chen hurried over to see him off.

After he left, Ethan frowned at me: "You were pestering your father about rushing our marriage again, weren't you?"

I was too tired to argue. But Ethan grabbed my arm:

"As expected of someone from a small town - poor and vulgar. All you know how to do is marry a rich man!"

Ivy Chen chimed in at this moment: "Don't worry, sister. In our big city, women are no longer mocked for not being able to marry. But you lack ambition - I sent you that business proposal yesterday and you didn't even look at it."

She had sent me a document at 4 AM last night, of course I didn't have time for her games.

But hearing Ivy say this, Oliver Lawrence and Zach Johnson also came over to mock me.

"As expected of a woman raised in poverty - even becoming the true heiress hasn't changed anything."

I was brought back to the Sinclair family from that small town. Father was overjoyed and let me choose from several young men who were already interested in marrying into our family.

The Grant, Lawrence and Johnson families weren't considered top-tier, so marrying into the Sinclair family for resources was a step up for them.

But as soon as they found out the marriage candidate was me, this small-town true heiress, their attitudes immediately changed.

They looked at me mockingly, waiting for my reaction.

I didn't say anything.

Foolish people never realize their own foolishness.

It seems they still don't understand the rules -

I'm the one representing the Sinclair family in choosing them. They were never in a position to look down on me.

But even though they looked down on me, they still lived in the villa Father gave me.

In the end, they couldn't let go of the benefits of this marriage alliance.

I looked at them and said: "If you think marrying me is embarrassing, you three can get out of my villa right now. Or -"

I glanced at Ivy Chen beside me: "You can choose to marry Ivy, who has no inheritance rights."

Hearing the words "no inheritance rights", the people in front of me immediately moved to protect Ivy.

Ethan was especially angry: "Don't think you can bully Ivy just because you have power now. Was it her choice to be switched as a baby?"

The usually hot-tempered Oliver Lawrence directed all his anger at me:

"You think we want to marry you? It's all your Sinclair family using your power to force us!"

Zach Johnson also snorted arrogantly, looking at me sideways: "Shameless. You think you can do anything just because you got some power!"

They despise power, but in reality, they are the ones who most desperately want to obtain it.

Ivy Chen started crying pitifully behind them, suddenly kneeling down to me:

"Sister, please don't be angry anymore. It's all my fault. I should have just died back then!"

With that, she suddenly rushed to bang her head against a marble pillar in the living room. Blood immediately flowed down.

Ethan and the other two quickly ran to hold her back, hugging Ivy Chen with concern.

Ivy Chen leaned weakly in Ethan's arms and looked at me:

"Sister, are you happy now? If it weren't for me, Ethan and the others wouldn't dislike you. You've always thought it would be better if I just died, right?!"

I was utterly speechless.

She had started putting on an act all by herself.

Since returning to the Sinclair family and being confirmed as the true heir, I've been studying with private tutors.

Recently I've also been going to the company early and returning late to learn the business. Where would I have time to be jealous of her?

I had glanced at her business proposal this morning too - it was childishly simple stuff that I couldn't even be bothered to comment on.

But she had used all of this to her advantage.

Hearing this, Ethan looked at me with disappointment:

"How can you still not change your small-town bad habits? Lazy, jealous, telling Ivy to die - aren't you afraid of karmic retribution?"

But I've been standing here the whole time, not doing anything at all...

Ethan continued lecturing me: "Quickly kneel down and kowtow to apologize to Ivy. Otherwise, don't blame me for breaking off the engagement!"

When I first arrived, I had fallen for Ethan who was kind to me then, and confessed to him.

But later, with Ivy's repeated crying and accusations, he became convinced that I was just a stupid and vicious small-town woman.

Since then, he has used my love as leverage, forcing me to apologize to Ivy again and again.

Kneeling, kowtowing, admitting my faults - I was young then, and thought this would keep his affection.

But he only used this love to manipulate me for five whole years.

Now that I see through everything, his love has become as cheap as air to me.

This time I just gave him an indifferent look:

"She banged her own head. I didn't force her to do it. Let her apologize to herself in the mirror."

It was the first time Ethan saw me refuse to give in, and he felt like he lost face.

He angrily pointed at me: "You dare to talk back? Small-town people really are vicious!"

Oliver Lawrence suddenly snapped his fingers and said:

"You must have found out we let Ivy try on your Alifilos wedding dress, and are deliberately torturing her, right?"

Zach Johnson also frowned: "Small-town people are so petty, not understanding the beauty of sharing."

Hearing this, my expression turned cold: "My wedding dress?"

Alifilos means "wings of the clouds" in Latin.

When Father found me, he had joyfully commissioned this luxurious wedding dress for me in Switzerland.

It also symbolized my position as the heir of the Sinclair family.

But now they're saying this meaningful, once-in-a-century wedding dress was tried on by Ivy Chen first.

I looked at Ethan. He was in charge of having the wedding dress flown back from Switzerland.

Ethan looked a bit guilty under my gaze, but quickly straightened up and said to me:

"Can't you be less petty? Ivy was raised in luxury, but as soon as you came she was labeled as the fake heiress. She's been mocked and insulted by you so many times. What's wrong with lending her the dress to try on and satisfy her love of beauty?"

He sighed, closing his eyes as if making a painful decision:

"Fine, I'll agree to the engagement party! I'll let you have your wish of wearing that dress and getting engaged to me. Satisfied now?"

Hearing him say this, Oliver Lawrence and Zach Johnson complained on his behalf:

"No way, that's exactly what that evil Aria wants! Why give in to her?"

"Now Aria's going to be smug about getting her way. What a shame, sigh."

Even Ivy Chen leaned into Ethan's arms, tenderly caressing his face:

"Ethan, you don't need to make such a big sacrifice for me..."

I stood watching them, my heart bitter. I was also a young girl longing for love, yet they despised me to this extent.

I held back my tears and said to Ethan:

"Don't worry, I will never marry you."

Hearing this, Ethan looked at me as if he saw through me: "What trick are you trying to play now?"

Oliver Lawrence and Zach Johnson beside him looked at me warily, as if afraid I would reject Ethan and choose one of them instead.

At this moment, Ivy Chen suddenly crawled over and kowtowed to me:

"I'm begging you, sister. Stop torturing these three men. You've already taken away my inheritance rights and my father. Do you have to drive away the few friends I have left?!"

She kowtowed forcefully, making her already bloodied forehead even more battered. Ethan and the others were frightened and quickly went to hold her.

The group of them huddled together glaring at me, pushing me to the opposing side.

I held back the tears of grievance about to fall and turned to leave. But Ethan grabbed my hand:

"I said I'm willing to marry you. You'd better not think about hurting Oliver and the others!"

"You say you won't marry me, but do you really have the guts to reject me at the engagement party? The fact is, besides me, who else would want a small-town girl like you!"

I slowly pried his hand off mine and looked at him:

"I, Aria Sinclair, always do what I say. No need for Mr. Grant to worry."

I strode forward, still able to hear Ethan's voice behind me trying to persuade me not to throw a tantrum.

He spoke with exasperation and loudly, as if I had exhausted him.

I didn't see them again until the engagement party.

When the party started, I was surprised to see Ethan appear with a cold expression.

How strange, I clearly didn't invite them,

Yet somehow these people all showed up uninvited to my engagement party.

At the engagement party, my assistant asked if I wanted to kick them out.

I shook my head. Forget it, the stars of this engagement party aren't them anyway.

Let's just treat them as a few extra guests.

But as soon as they entered, the other CEOs around eagerly went over to toast them.

"Young Mr. Grant is so accomplished, acquiring American Vikey at such a young age."

That was actually me negotiating the acquisition as the Sinclair heiress. He just went to sign his name.

"I heard Mr. Lawrence has had success in racing. It would be quite a story if he inherits the Sinclair family in the future."

If it weren't for the Sinclair family's funding, his racing club would have gone bankrupt long ago.

"Mr. Johnson's paintings have fetched sky-high prices in art circles. The Sinclair bloodline must be full of artistic talent!"

I was the one who bought his third-rate paintings, otherwise they would have been a laughingstock at auctions.

The guests fawned over those men endlessly.

They assumed my fianc would definitely be chosen from among Ethan, Oliver and Zach.

Flattering them was the same as flattering the Sinclair family.

But they didn't realize at all that I was the one with inheritance rights.

Whoever I choose will be the next co-heir of the Sinclair family!

The main event of the party hadn't started yet. I was tired of watching these people bootlick and was about to step away for a moment.

But then Ethan suddenly received a phone call and shouted in disbelief:

"What?! Ivy was deliberately kidnapped?!"

As soon as he said this, I immediately felt dozens of gazes shoot towards me.

I turned my head, only to be slapped across the face by Oliver Lawrence who had walked over.

"You're truly vicious! Insulting Ivy wasn't enough, you even had someone deliberately kidnap her today!"

The banquet hall immediately burst into hushed whispers.

They all thought I was from a small town - stupid, vicious, with evil thoughts.

So they were also more willing to flatter my fianc candidates, even disdaining to interact with me.

I held my face and coldly looked at him: "Do you have any evidence that I'm behind the kidnapping?"

Zach Johnson stood beside him with his arms crossed, sweeping a contemptuous glance at me:

"Do we need any evidence? Anyone with eyes can see what's going on."

Just then, the doors of the banquet hall were thrown open -

"Ethan, save me! Ivy is so scared!"

Ivy Chen ran in looking disheveled, her hair a mess, as if she had suffered some unspeakable abuse and humiliation.

She threw herself straight into Ethan's arms, ignoring all decorum.

Ethan immediately took off his jacket to cover her, comforting her not to be afraid.

"Given what's happened, what do you have to say for yourself? Ivy almost lost her virtue. This isn't over between us!"

Ethan glared at me angrily, directly carrying Ivy away.

Oliver Lawrence violently pushed over the champagne tower next to him. Before leaving, he pointed at me and said:

"Without us, let's see how you manage to pull off this engagement party!"

Zach Johnson also looked at me with disdain: "You reap what you sow. Don't blame us for not giving you face anymore."

The surrounding guests pointed and whispered between Ivy and me.

Saying what a lovely Sinclair princess Ivy used to be, yet now she's been tortured to this state by me, this vicious true heiress.

As Ethan and the others left, many people looked at me mockingly through their noses.

"Well now, who would still be willing to marry this wild woman?"

"Looks like the Sinclair family is finished this time."

"All the fiancs ran off. Let's see how she holds this engagement party now."

I collected myself and had people clean up the scene and reassure the guests. I announced to everyone present:

"The engagement party of Aria Sinclair officially begins!"

On the big screen, the handsome face of a young man suddenly appeared.

The guests whispered, wondering which family's young master this was.

I said: "This is Liam Kennedy, who grew up with me in that small town."

As soon as I finished speaking, the whole hall burst into laughter.

"The Sinclair family actually wants to find a small-town person as their co-heir, hahaha!"

A second after he finished speaking, on the big screen, an electronic invitation unique to New York's Kennedy family slowly unfolded.

The stern yet kindly voice of Old Mr. Kennedy rang out:

"Thank you all for attending the engagement party of Sinclair heiress Aria Sinclair and my sole grandson, Liam Kennedy!"