The Breakup Clause: How to Tame a Billionaire Bad Boy Chapter 2

Just three days ago, I accidentally found out I wasn't my parents' biological daughter.

I was switched at birth.

It wouldn't be long before the real heiress of the Sterling family was brought back.

The fate of a fake heiress like me was entirely predictable.

Over the years, riding high on my status as the Sterling family heiress and the future Mrs. Vance, I had offended quite a few people.

Half of Manhattan's elite circle was waiting to watch me fall from grace.

Especially Liam.

Since the day our engagement was set, I used his grandfather's backing to control him.

When he turned eighteen, I laid down three absolute rules:

Rule 1: No smoking, no heavy drinking, no fighting, and no hanging out with garbage friends.

Rule 2: No staying out all night. You must be home before midnight.

Rule 3: You must fulfill your physical duties as my fiancé. We sleep together at least three times a week.

Whenever I enforced these rules, Liam would glare at me and spit:

"Chloe, just you wait. Sooner or later, I'm going to break off this damn engagement."

I never took his threats seriously.

But things were different now.

In high-society marriages, equal social standing is everything.

No matter how much Liam's grandfather liked me, he would never let his grandson marry a woman with zero social capital to offer the family business.

This engagement was doomed.

If I didn't want Liam to completely destroy me once my fake identity was exposed...

I needed to cut my losses immediately and stop interfering in his life.