They Regretted When I Agreed to Marry Another

To avenge the fake heiress Elena, my elder brother, Richard Chilton, deliberately announced the wrong name for my fiancé at the engagement party.
In front of every powerful family in Seattle, he declared that I was to marry Gregory Pearson, a mere waiter at the event.
Every prominent figure in the city jeered at me, their voices dripping with scorn. "The Chilton heiress is actually going to marry a waiter!"
I froze, overcome with grief and anger.
Richard felt no guilt at all. "You stole Elena's thunder at the dance competition the other day. She's been upset for ages. Today's humiliation is just a lesson for you.
"She's spoiled and immature—don't hold it against her.
"It was just a joke anyway. Dad and I wouldn't let you marry that waiter anyway!"