Dumping My Three Gold-Digging Fiancés For A Hot Model

To beat my halfsister to having a baby and secure my birthright as the sole heiress of the Vance Group, I selected three potential husbands.

I showered them with money and funded their startups, giving them a chance to prove their worth.

I had spent years tolerating Tristan’s coldness, doing everything I could to please him just so he would marry me. But Tristan treated me like the plague.

Meanwhile, he knelt on one knee in front of my halfsister, Chloe, his eyes filled with devotion. "Chloe, you are the only one I recognize as the true heiress and my wife.

If you’re not ready to be with me yet, I will swallow my pride, marry Elena, and help you take back what’s rightfully yours." My father called me on the phone, accusing me of being fickle, demanding to know who I was actually going to choose.

I thought of the disgust in Tristan's eyes.

Shifting my gaze, I pointed at the most dazzling man standing under the studio spotlights. "That male model looks good," I said. "I'll take him." The man’s hand paused as he handed me my coffee.

He looked at me, a flicker of confusion crossing his incredibly handsome face. On the other end of the line, my father was losing his mind. "This is ridiculous, Elena!

You’re just picking random men now!" "I let you groom three potential husbands for years, and not a single one is good enough?" "Besides, do you think just any stray dog can marry into the Vance family?!" I flipped through the man’s portfolio.

I scanned the pages, nodding in satisfaction. Then, I spoke to my furious father. "Calm down, Dad.

I’ve been testing those three for years, only to realize they’re all show and no substance." "Since I’m the one carrying the baby, I’m going to make sure the genetics are perfect.

The father of my child won't be some lowlife, so you don't need to worry." "Just remember your promise. Whoever produces the first heir gets the Vance Group.

You better have the share transfer and inheritance papers ready." My directness silenced him.

Finally, he muttered, "Just make sure that man doesn't embarrass us." He knew he owed me. I was the only legitimate daughter of the Vance family. I was born to inherit the empire.

But on my eighteenth birthday, my halfsister, Chloe, stumbled into our home, tears streaming down her face. "Dad, Mom is dead.

You’re the only family I have left." My mother had passed away early, and my father never remarried. I used to think he was just deeply devoted to my mother's memory.

I had no idea he had a mistress on the side, let alone an illegitimate daughter only two years younger than me. My father claimed he hid them to protect my feelings.

But Chloe moved into our house on the night of my debutante ball, making me the laughingstock of high society.

To make it up to me, my father wanted to hand the company over to me immediately.

But Chloe cried until her eyes were swollen and red. "Dad, I don't want to fight for the money, but this company has my mother's blood, sweat, and tears in it too!" she sobbed. "If Mom hadn't given up her career to support you from the shadows, how could you have built this empire?

Now you're giving it all to an outsider? Are you trying to erase my mother’s existence?" "This company is the only thing she left behind in this world.

I beg you..." With just a few words, she painted me as an "outsider." On one side was his fragile, illegitimate daughter. On the other was his strong, legitimate eldest daughter.

My father was torn. That was when one of the board members stepped in with a suggestion: "Mr. Vance only has two daughters.

Whoever marries them will be an outsider anyway." "Why don't we have them marry into the family?

Whoever has a child first will inherit the company." "Even if the daughters and their husbands are useless, the grandchild will be raised under your guidance.

The Vance legacy will be secure." My father loved the idea and made the decision on the spot. Even so, everyone knew the company was basically mine.

I was older, had better connections, and held a much higher social standing than Chloe. Finding a decent partner to have a baby with should have been a walk in the park.

My father pitied Chloe, but he knew she wasn't cut out for the business world. He only agreed to the competition out of guilt, unable to force her to give up her claim directly.

But since a board member had offered a way out, he took it. In his heart, he had already chosen me. The marriage and the baby were just a show for the public and Chloe.

I worked fast. After hanging up, I quickly drafted a prenuptial agreement and handed it to the model. His name was Julian Cross.

He stopped his agent from arguing, quietly signing the contract. He was much more cooperative than I expected. My secretary, Sarah, was stunned.

She leaned in and whispered, "Elena, I think this guy is just a golddigger. Don't let him steal your heart and your money." I looked around the studio.

It was filled with handsome men and beautiful women, but the man in front of me was easily the most striking.

I had only come to inspect our newly launched entertainment branch, but I ended up walking away with a husband. I shrugged. "What can he steal from me? Money? I have plenty.

Once I inherit the Vance Group, I can easily afford a trophy husband." "He has great genetics. For me, this is a highly profitable deal." I glanced over Julian's background check.

As for Tristan, Harvey, and Jasper—since they didn't want to marry me, they were useless.

They didn't need to stay in my life anymore. "Take him for a full medical checkup," I told Sarah. "Bring the results to my house." Having settled a major issue, I walked out of the building in a great mood.

But as I turned the corner, I bumped into a fragile figure. Chloe gasped, covering her mouth as if she had uncovered a scandalous secret. "Elena, I didn't mean to eavesdrop.

I just didn't expect you to go after other men when you already have three amazing boyfriends..." Knowing she was about to make a scene, I reached out to grab her arm to quiet her down.

But she flinched as if I were a monster, stumbling backward right into Tristan's arms. Tristan held Chloe tightly, glaring at me. "Elena, what did you do this time?

Why are you terrorizing Chloe?!" Harvey and Jasper rushed over, immediately pointing fingers at me. "Elena, don't cross the line! Chloe is a Vance too.

Why do you always bully her the moment she steps into the office?" "You haven't even taken over the company yet, and you're already acting like a tyrant.

Some sister you are." Chloe clutched their sleeves, looking helpless. "Tristan, don't blame Elena. It’s my fault.

I made her angry." "I didn't know Elena was hooking up with a male model. I didn't mean to interrupt them..." "Maybe you guys haven't been paying enough attention to her lately.

She must have been lonely, which is why she’s looking for other men..." In just a few sentences, she turned me into a loose woman.

But over the past few years, I had never claimed to be anyone's girlfriend. First, because I wanted to respect them.

I didn't want the media to paint them as golddiggers living off my allowance. Second, because every time I brought up marriage, they dodged the question.

They claimed they were men of pride. Marrying into my family was emasculating, and they needed time to prepare themselves psychologically.

Tristan, in particular, always looked at me with disgust. "Why are you so desperate to get married?

Is the allowance the Vance family gives you not enough for you to squander?" "Everyone knows the first sister to marry gets the inheritance.

You’re pushing us so hard—have you even thought about your sister?" "The Vance Group belongs to her parents. Why are you trying to steal it?" "She’s the second miss of the family.

She suffered for so many years out there. Now that she’s finally home, you can’t wait to kick her out!" I had stormed out after that fight.

That night, I went to his apartment to apologize, only to see him kneeling before Chloe. "You are the only one I recognize as the true heiress and my wife," he had said devotedly. "If you’re not ready, I will swallow my pride, marry Elena, and help you take back what’s yours." "I swear, as long as I’m here, Elena will never hurt you." That was when I realized they didn't hate the idea of marrying into a wealthy family.

They just hated marrying me. But the Vance Group was built by my parents. Chloe's mother was a mistress who chose to live off my father's money.

Chloe had spent her entire life squandering my father's cash and my mother's estate. Yet, in their eyes, Chloe was a victim, and I was the villain.

They expected me to hand everything over to her on a silver platter.

Thinking back to that, my guilt toward them completely vanished. I had been wondering how to kick them out of my life gracefully.

Since Chloe had already seen everything, there was no point in hiding it. I cleared my throat. "Since you all know, let's lay our cards on the table.

Tristan, Harvey, Jasper—our arrangement is officially over. I will no longer fund your ventures with the expectation of marriage.

You can keep the money I already gave you." "From now on, you are free to date or marry whoever you want.

It has nothing to do with me." "I have already found a husband." I expected them to celebrate, but instead, a heavy silence fell over the hallway.

Chloe couldn't hide the spark of joy in her eyes, though she quickly put on a worried face. "Elena, are you really giving up? I thought you loved Tristan.

Did they ignore you and make you sad?" "But you can't just marry some random street guy just to win the company.

You could catch something." "Tristan, Harvey, Jasper, please talk to her.

Don't let her ruin her life because of me." She fluttered between the three men, her voice sweet and pleading.

Jasper let out a sharp laugh, then glared at me coldly. "This is your game, isn't it?

You want Chloe to push us away so we feel forced to marry you." Harvey’s eyes lit up as if he had cracked a code. "I knew you wouldn't give up on us so easily!

You’re doing this on purpose to make us jealous, playing mind games with your own sister over us!" Tristan sneered, shaking his head in disappointment. "Elena, I didn't think you could sink this low." "You treat us like playtoys you can summon and discard at your whim.

Because we refused to marry you on your timeline, you resort to these cheap tricks." "Chloe is so sweet.

She doesn't care about money, and even though we are her only support, she’s willing to hand us over just to make you happy." "But look at you.

You took her father, and now you want to steal her mother's inheritance. You think you can secure the Vance empire by selling yourself to some random guy?

Dream on!" "Compared to Chloe, you are absolutely pathetic!" I took a deep breath, trying to keep my temper in check. "I thought you guys hated me.

I’m letting you go, letting you keep the money, and letting you be with your beloved Chloe. Shouldn't you be thanking me?" Jasper sneered. "You’re too cunning, Elena.

Who knows if you'll keep your word?

You say we can keep the money now, but what if you sue us for a hundred times the amount later?" Harvey chimed in, "Even if we marry Chloe and help her inherit the company, she’s no match for you.

You’ll just find a way to steal it back!" "You act generous, but the moment we commit to Chloe, you’ll use every dirty trick in the book to destroy her!" Being attacked by all three of them made my blood boil.

Looking at Tristan's smug face, I swung my arm and slapped him hard. Smack! "Ah!" "Elena! Even if Tristan doesn't want to marry you, you can't just hit him!

Oh my god..." Tristan didn't react in time, but Chloe was quick. She threw herself in front of him, taking the blow. "Elena, please! I’ll let you have Tristan!

I’ll make him marry you, just stop hurting people, okay?" She collapsed to the floor, then turned to kneel before Tristan. "Tristan, please marry Elena! I don't matter.

As long as she’s happy, I’ll do anything!"

Her pathetic display made the three men's hearts break. I bent down to look at her supposed injury. Suddenly, Tristan’s eyes went red with fury.

He swung his leg and kicked me hard in the chest. "You psycho!" he screamed. He kicked me as if I were his worst enemy.

My vision went dark, and I collapsed onto the floor, clutching my chest in agony.

Jasper took the opportunity to slap me across the face. "Chloe doesn't deserve a shameless sister like you!" "Gross!

We would rather marry a beggar off the street than you!" Tristan scooped Chloe up in his arms, staring down at me. "If anything happens to Chloe, I will make you pay a thousand times over!" I lay on the cold floor for a long time before I could stagger back to my feet.

My chest was throbbing. Stifling my rage, I got into my car and ordered the driver to take me back to the Vance estate. Since they wanted to play dirty, I was done being nice.

I wasn't just going to kick them out. I was going to sue them for every single penny I had ever spent on them! The moment I walked into the mansion, I heard laughter.

When Chloe saw me, she began to shiver violently, acting as if a monster had just walked into the room.

Harvey immediately shielded her, glaring at me with pure hatred. "You actually dare to show your face here!" "I heard you really went out and bought yourself a male model.

Talk about desperate." It seemed my father had already told them. I sneered. "Now that you know, why aren't you packing your bags and getting out?

You're useless to me now!" "You—!" Harvey pointed a trembling finger at me. Tristan stepped forward, acting like a righteous savior. "If you have a problem, take it out on me.

But you can't kick us out of this house." "I’ve already spoken to your father. Chloe and I are getting married.

From now on, she and I will run this family." "Harvey and Jasper will be our executive directors. We will manage the Vance Group together.

Their positions are not for you to decide." "You have no authority here anymore!" Jasper burst out laughing, slapping his knee. "Do you still think you're the golden child of the Vance family?

Once Chloe gives birth, you’ll be thrown onto the streets!" "Even though only one of us can marry Chloe, we will never let you win.

If you get down on your knees and beg Chloe for forgiveness, maybe we'll be generous enough to leave you a small allowance so you don't starve on the streets."