According to the plot, I should deliberately fall while going upstairs with my sister, then falsely accuse her of pushing me. Sure enough, as I followed Chloe upstairs, my body fell uncontrollably, rolling down the stairs. My parents and brother looked at me expectantly, waiting to see if I would say the words from my sister's inner thoughts. But I just calmly got up. "Sorry, didn't eat enough this morning, just a bit of low blood sugar." 1 I transmigrated into a novel as the fake heiress of the Thorne Group, Harper Thorne. Because I have the rare Rh-null blood type (Golden Blood), I stayed in the Thorne family as a mobile blood bank for my brother, Archer Thorne. Soon, the protagonist of this world, the real heiress of the Thorne family, Chloe Thorne, was found and brought back. Except for me, the vicious female antagonist, the whole family can hear Chloe's inner thoughts. According to the plot, I would repeatedly falsely accuse her of bullying me in front of our parents, trying to make them and our brother hate the protagonist. But the protagonist, with the god's eye view set by the plot, would anticipate my actions and words time and again, making the Thorne family completely lose trust in me. On the first day Chloe returned, my parents asked me to take her to see the room prepared upstairs. I recalled the plot. At this moment, the whole family should have heard Chloe's inner thoughts. And they were waiting to see if things would develop as Chloe said. I wanted to go against the plot, but my body suddenly fell down the stairs uncontrollably. The moment I rolled down the stairs to the floor, I saw disappointment clearly in the eyes of my parents and brother. They were all waiting for me to speak; no one came to help me up. I could only hold my waist and stand up myself, saying awkwardly: "Sorry, didn't eat enough this morning, just a bit of low blood sugar." Chloe asked me in surprise: "Are you trying to say I pushed you, but you don't know why, and asking Mom and Dad not to be angry?" My parents and Archer also looked at me with scrutiny. I just leaned weakly against the wall and retorted: "Do you have a persecution complex? I said I have low blood sugar." Then I looked at my brother Archer pitifully: "Sorry, brother, I will take care of my body as soon as possible and won't let any accidents happen to you." Hearing this, Archer and my parents came over to help me up distressedly. Eighteen years ago, their daughter Chloe was quietly taken into the mountains by bad people. The old couple was heartbroken. To alleviate their grief, they adopted me, who also had the rare blood type, from the orphanage. For eighteen years, they cultivated and loved me like their own daughter. But at the same time, this cultivation and love had a purpose. Firstly, I could serve the Thorne Group. Secondly, I could act as Archer's mobile blood bank. Archer likes racing and is a professional racer. Every time he was seriously injured and needed blood, it was naturally provided by me. That's why the Thorne couple cared for me so much, and Archer treated me like a biological sister. 2 Mother Thorne gently pulled me: "Harper, your health is indeed not good. From now on, you can have the big room on the first floor." In the original plot, Chloe had just been found, and the family hadn't had time to tidy up a room. The original owner, to show her magnanimity and sensibleness in front of the family, offered to give her room to Chloe. The original owner herself moved into the utility room to play the victim, wanting to arouse their sympathy. But unexpectedly, Mother Thorne offered the largest room on the first floor, which was also the study for the old couple, to me. Chloe started complaining in her heart: "She will definitely refuse, saying she is an outsider anyway, and insist on living in the utility room to act pitiful." Hearing Chloe's inner thoughts, the expressions of my parents and brother were a bit awkward. They looked at my reaction again in unison. I reached out and hugged Mother Thorne, acting coquettishly happily: "Mom, you are the best. Harper likes Mom the most. Then I'll live in this room downstairs. Not only is it convenient to get in and out, but I can also be closer to brother." The Thorne couple and Archer's rooms were all on the first floor. Now I moved to the first floor too, leaving Chloe alone in the room upstairs. Seeing that I didn't follow the script's lines, she seemed a bit strange. She grabbed my arm and pressed: "Didn't you want to refuse and insist on living in the utility room? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" She completely couldn't understand why I didn't speak according to the lines in the script. I also discovered this. Only when triggering key plot points would my behavior be uncontrollably following the plot development. But verbal expression, what I said, was completely controlled by myself. "Which ear heard me say I want to live in the utility room? Why would I live in a utility room when there's a perfectly good room available?" Everyone looked at Chloe strangely too. Unable to bear the pressure, Chloe angrily pushed me down: "No, you are not a Thorne at all. Why do you occupy my identity for more than ten years? Why do you get the biggest room when I come back? You are deliberately humiliating me. Why bring me back?" She sprayed indiscriminately at the Thorne couple and Archer, venting the grievances she suffered over the years. But what did her getting lost have to do with me? I was adopted from the orphanage by the Thorne family later. Archer helped me up from the ground distressedly and shouted at Chloe: "Don't push your luck. Losing your temper and pushing people at the drop of a hat, where is the upbringing of a girl? In my opinion, you must have pushed Harper just now too." Chloe grew up in the mountains. Hearing Archer scold her, she unceremoniously sprayed back with profanities. The Thorne couple got a headache listening, especially the head of the family, Arthur Thorne. "Alright, enough!" "It's most important for Harper to recover. She lives on the first floor. All the rooms on the entire second floor belong to you. You can renovate them however you want. Is this fair?" Archer snorted coldly, and Mother Thorne wiped her tears. Hearing that the whole second floor belonged to her, an area several times larger than mine, Chloe was immediately speechless. Soon the house was going to be renovated again. My room just needed to be arranged simply as before. But Chloe's second floor was simply a huge project. Not only a separate walk-in closet but also a study, computer room, and separate bathroom. The noisy sound of renovation disturbed everyone's peace. Except for Archer arguing with her, no one said anything about her. It took half a month of tossing and turning to stop. 3 With the room settled, her wardrobe was still empty, so Mother Thorne gave her a card as pocket money for a year. "Chloe, I used to give Harper and Archer 1 million a year as pocket money. We owed you for the past 18 years, so making up for the past, there is a total of 20 million in this card. You can spend it however you want." Chloe rejected the card and said coldly: "Lost family affection cannot be made up with money. I don't want your money." Archer, looking at his phone aside, snorted coldly: "What fake nobility are you pretending? If she doesn't want it, give it to Harper." Stimulated, Chloe started complaining internally: "Give it to her, give it all to her. Do you think this Harper Thorne is a good person? She will soon tamper with Archer's race. When the car crashes and Archer's life hangs by a thread, she will use the bitter trick of donating blood to win the complete trust of the Thorne couple." "When you give all the property of the Thorne Group to Harper Thorne, she will completely dump you. By then, you will all be begging on the streets." Hearing her say this, Archer hesitated with the card he was handing to me. The Thorne couple also looked at me with some wariness. I calmly took out the card my parents gave me before and handed it to Chloe: "You said I occupied your position for more than ten years. You don't want what Mom and Dad make up for you. Then do you want my card if I give it to you?" Chloe glared at me and unceremoniously snatched the card from my hand: "It was mine originally. You should return it to me." Seeing me do this, my parents' wariness dropped a lot. Archer realized he almost believed her words. Guiltily taking out his card: "Harper, don't lower yourself to her level. Use my card if you need money. Let's use it together." I accepted his kindness with a smile. I really don't know why the original owner wanted to harm this brother who was partial to her. Isn't it good to live a happy life as a slacker? Why create trouble! 4 Then Mother Thorne took me and Chloe to the mall. According to the plot, I would initially enthusiastically pick out various luxurious clothes and jewelry for Chloe. But when leaving the mall, I would deliberately hide things in Chloe's bag to make her lose face. Triggering the key plot, I could only let my body uncontrollably slip an exquisite and expensive watch into Chloe's bag quietly. I wanted to take it to the counter to pay, but couldn't move an inch. Seeing my strange appearance, Chloe started complaining internally: "Harper Thorne just looks down on me growing up in the mountains, deliberately hiding unpaid items in my bag, and also slandering me for having no upbringing." Mother Thorne saw my unusual expression and also became suspicious. Chloe walked closer and grabbed her bag: "Let's go!" She pulled me and Mother Thorne towards the store exit. Sure enough, the alarm at the door rang. Mother Thorne looked at me in disbelief instantly. The store's sales clerk also stopped us: "Sorry, please stay. Are there other unpaid items in your bags?" Cold sweat ran down my back, heart pounding. Chloe looked at me smugly and said: "I don't know. How about checking our bags?" The staff first rummaged in her bag and indeed found a precious watch in the interlayer, with the price tag still on it. Mother Thorne's eyes couldn't hide the shock. Her hand pointed tremblingly at the watch: "This watch isn't..." But the sales clerk interrupted her coldly first: "Sorry, this watch is not from our store. I'll put it back for you. Please open both your bags for us to check, okay?" The sales clerk put away Chloe's bag and handed it back to her. Her eyes widened like copper bells. Wasn't this a stolen watch? Why give it back to her? Until checking my bag, a diamond brooch was found. Turns out the thief was me. The sales clerk couldn't believe it and said seriously: "Miss, your behavior is suspected of theft. We can call the police." I lowered my head in shame. Mother Thorne stepped forward to bail me out: "Sorry, this child hasn't been in good spirits these two days. Must have forgotten to pay. Our family can afford any jewelry, not to the point of stealing." Mother Thorne and I often came to this store to buy things and knew the sales clerks here. They also didn't believe such a wealthy family like the Thornes would steal. The sales clerk also said sensibly: "Must be Miss Harper was distracted and forgot, so put it in the bag. I'll go issue the invoice for you, wait two minutes." Just as this matter was about to end, Chloe stopped the sales clerk from leaving. She pointed at me and shouted loudly: "She stole it on purpose. Originally wanted to put it in my bag to frame me. Don't know why she hid it in her own bag again. Don't be fooled, okay?" The sales clerk looked at our parent, Mother Thorne, looking a bit awkward. Mother Thorne also speechlessly pulled her: "Stop making a scene, Chloe." But Chloe refused to give up. She took out the watch with the tag still on from her bag: "If you don't believe, look. She must have stolen this watch from another store and put it in my bag." When she said this, the people around looked at me unkindly. Chloe took the opportunity to grab my hand: "Are you going to slander me that I stole it? Say it! Can you stop pretending?" Hearing people around whispering: didn't expect two dignified rich young ladies to steal while shopping. The reputation of both daughters was damaged. Mother Thorne scolded sternly: "Enough, Chloe."
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