My Family Wiped My Mind, So I Stole Their Empire

After they declared me recovered, I was finally released from the psychiatric facility.

My family stood outside the clinic gates, nervous, holding their breath.

"Are you... still going to look for Lucas?" Julian, my older brother, asked gently.

I tilted my head, eyes wide with innocent confusion. "Who is Lucas?"

Instantly, the tension evaporated. My family threw me a lavish welcome home party, showered me with affection, and quickly arranged dates with high-society bachelors. Everything seemed so warm, so perfect.