My Sister Ruined My Career Then Took My Job—Until Her Son Found My Design Portfolio

They hung my sister's name above the boutique where my designs filled every rack. "Fashion visionary," they called her, while I vanished into obscurity. That was three years ago—before her stepson discovered my sketchbooks hidden in their attic. "The dates, the signatures, they're all yours," he whispered, eyes wide with understanding. "She stole everything, didn't she?" I stared at the evidence of my erased career through tears, remembering the board meeting where security dragged me away, labeled unstable and delusional. The fashion world had believed her lies. My family had abandoned me. But paper holds truth better than memory, and every stolen sketch told a story Vanessa couldn't rewrite. As I touched my original portfolio for the first time in years, I felt something cold and certain settle in my chest. The reckoning was coming. And this time, I wouldn't be the only one left in tears. #redditstory #revengestories #audiostory DISCLAIMER: The stories presented on this channel are works of fiction, crafted purely for entertainment. Any likeness to real-life events, people, or circumstances is completely accidental. These tales are not meant to mirror or reference any actual situations, individuals, or entities.