To get back at the fake heiress who stole my life, I became the sugar mommy to her ultimate crush. I tormented him in every way possible, watching him seethe with anger: "Chloe, this kind of cheap trick is all you're good for." That only turned me on more. I wrung him dry, time and time again. Until a line of text suddenly floated in the air right before my eyes: [This female supporting character is literally begging for death.] [Liam is the sole heir to the wealthiest family in the country. The day he returns to the Sterling family is the day she dies.] I was so terrified I fell right back onto Liam's lap. "Hiss." Hearing his muffled groan of pain, I dumped him without a backward glance. It wasn't until the day I returned from abroad for my arranged marriage that Liam, his face cold as ice, sneered: "I thought you were so tough?" 1 I tilted my head, looking at the man whose hands I had bound with silk ribbons. I offered a sweet smile, leaning close to his ear: "Tell me, do you think Mia knows that in private, you're so..." I whispered the very last word incredibly softly. Liam closed his eyes, clearly disdaining to even acknowledge me. My fingertips traced a path from his cheek down to his collarbone, and finally rested on his abs. "It'd be great if she got the chance to see this someday." Liam's eyes snapped open: "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you? "Chloe, this kind of cheap trick is all you're good for." I let out a soft laugh and bit his collarbone. "Naughty. That's a punishment." Liam pressed his lips tightly together, lost in his own thoughts. Having just finished our "workout," I was feeling a bit tired, but his reaction instantly reignited my interest. Just as I was about to make a move, the space in front of me suddenly distorted. Immediately following, a line of text floated in the air: [I have to admit, they look incredibly good together.] [This female supporting character is literally begging for death.] [Liam is the sole heir to the wealthiest family in the country. The day he returns to the Sterling family is the day she dies.] [If the female supporting character doesn't act like an idiot begging for death, how else are we supposed to highlight the female lead's pure and kind nature?] I was terrified by the words floating in front of me, and my butt dropped heavily right onto Liam. "Hiss." Liam couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. I clamped my hand over his mouth: "Don't make a sound." Liam glared at me with annoyance, his eyes demanding to know what crazy phase I was going through now. [Why did they stop moving? Even though it's censored with a mosaic blur, just seeing their silhouettes is pretty hot.] [What kind of nasty trick is the female supporting character plotting now?] That confirmed it. Those comments were definitely talking about me and Liam. I scrutinized the man in front of me. Broad shoulders, long legs, exquisite facial features, and skin like jade. I had to admit, even though I only approached him to get back at Mia, Liam was absolutely, 100% my type. But remembering what those floating comments said, I was genuinely scared. My life was definitely more important. Liam was almost suffocating under my hand, so I quickly let go. "Cough, cough! What kind of crazy episode are you having now?!" Watching the man's naturally pale skin flush with a layer of red, I quickly recited my mantra: Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Before Liam could fully react, I quickly grabbed a silk ribbon and blindfolded him. He was used to my antics and just let me do as I pleased. Once he couldn't see a thing, I grabbed my clothes and snuck out as fast as I could. 2 The next time I saw Liam was at school the following day. In the hallway, the look he gave me was ice-cold. I didn't care. Mia was walking right beside him, looking delighted, chatting about something. When she saw me, her smile vanished instantly: "Chloe, Mom and Dad said don't forget to go try on your dress tonight." I forced a fake smile: "Always trying to show off, aren't you?" Mia's face darkened significantly. Seeing me looking at Liam, she immediately stepped in front of him to block my view. I let out a scoff and brazenly looked Liam up and down. My eyes accidentally caught sight of the bruises on the boy's wrists. I froze. Crap. I forgot to untie him last night. I shrank my neck back, feeling incredibly guilty. [Liam was tied up by the female supporting character for half the night yesterday. He must hate her guts right now.] [Hahaha, why is the female supporting character's expression actually kind of cute right now?] [Sis, wake up! She's a dark, manipulative villainess!] I quickly scurried away, terrified that if I stayed even one second longer, their glares would literally kill me. Back in my seat in the classroom, I mindlessly spun my pen, lost in thought. Thinking about Liam's identity as mentioned in those comments, I couldn't wrap my head around it. Liam clearly looked and acted like he was struggling financially. Otherwise, he never would have sold himself to me just to pay for his mother's medical bills. It seems his background is incredibly complicated. Then I remembered all the things I had done to him. Tsk. This is going to be tricky. After thinking it over from every angle, I realized the result was: unresolvable. The way Liam and I met was straight out of a melodramatic soap opera. I am the true heiress of the Vance family, accidentally switched at birth. When I was finally brought back home, I found that Mia had already been keeping my parents company for over a decade. Reality isn't a novel. Even though Mia wasn't exactly top-tier in every aspect, after years of having massive resources poured into her, she was at least somewhat proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. And me? I grew up in an obscure, middle-of-nowhere town. I was the textbook definition of a kid who only knew how to take tests. I was someone who, aside from the middle school and high school entrance exams, knew absolutely nothing else. Naturally, I couldn't compare to her. After I returned to the Vance family, even though my parents wanted to compensate me, their efforts were strictly limited to material compensation. They treated me with an excess of politeness, but a severe lack of familial warmth. Fortunately, I am a selfish person. I threw tantrums when I wanted to, spent their money freely, and felt absolutely zero guilt about it. Although the thrill of having money made my life much smoother, Mia's existence was a constant reminder of the fact that I wasn't truly loved. Just to spite Mia, I specifically enrolled in the exact same university as her. And it was here that I met Liam. Liam was Mia's ultimate, unattainable crush. More than once, I had caught Mia looking at Liam with the unmistakable, joyful longing of a girl in love. So, to get revenge on her, I approached Liam. At the time, Liam's mother happened to be gravely ill and needed surgery. The financial compensation I offered was simply too tempting to refuse. Left with no other choice, Liam agreed. Looking back on it now, it would be a miracle if this guy didn't seek revenge against me later. Thinking of Liam, I curled my lip. What a shame. I wasn't even done sleeping with him yet. 3 When I got home that night, I received a text from Liam: [Where are you?] I had been so engrossed in reading salacious stories online that I completely forgot today was our usual scheduled day. I checked the time. He had already been waiting there for two hours. For a moment, I felt genuinely guilty. Originally, I was just going to tell him to leave. But then I realized that if we were going to break things off, it would be better to do it face-to-face and make things clear. Before heading out, I swapped the sexy slip dress I had originally planned to wear. I changed into a conservative, Chanel-style tweed vest and skirt set. I checked myself in the mirror. Mm, very fully clothed. When I arrived, Liam was looking down, messing with his phone, clearly looking at something. Seeing me, he wore his usual ice-cold expression and frowned slightly: "Ms. Vance, you're arriving later and later these days. "Make it quick today. I still need to go to the hospital tonight." Liam was wearing a slightly sheer white dress shirt today. The muscles barely concealed beneath the fabric were faintly visible, exuding an incredible sexual tension. I looked him up and down thoroughly and broke into a smile: "Being so proactive today, are we?" Liam froze for a second, his tone turning sour: "Wasn't it you who demanded this last time?" Then I remembered. Last time, while touching his abs, I had casually mentioned that he would look amazing in a white dress shirt. I didn't expect him to actually wear one. At that moment, the floating text appeared in the air again. [Ahhhh! Liam, my husband, is so handsome!] [A lean, muscular physique is a man's best dowry!] [That awful girl is eating so well! I wish I could body-swap with Chloe for just one day!] Reading the comments, I couldn't help but recall how incredible Liam's body felt under his clothes. It truly was spectacular. I shook my head, trying to clear the inappropriate thoughts. I flashed my usual, superficial smile: "Liam, I'm bored of you. "You're free now." I pulled a card from my small crossbody bag and handed it to him: "The money on this card is your compensation. It's more than enough for your mother's treatment and her subsequent rehabilitation." Liam stood frozen in place, then spoke, his voice filled with burning anger: "Chloe, do you really have to humiliate me like this?" I didn't move, genuinely confused: "How am I humiliating you?" This time, I really didn't understand. I was giving him money and restoring his freedom. Shouldn't he be happy? Liam's face was flushed red with anger. He sneered and shoved me away: "Take your damn money." With that, he grabbed his jacket and left. I was completely bewildered. When I saw that the strawberry cake on the table had already partially melted, I froze entirely. Mia liked chocolate cake. Just to irritate her, I used to always have someone buy the exact same chocolate cake whenever she got one. But the truth was, I didn't even like chocolate. Very few people knew that my actual favorite was strawberry cake. [Why would Liam buy Chloe a strawberry cake?!] [And he bought it using the money he earned from his part-time jobs!] [He was afraid the rich girl would hate it, so he specifically chose a place that looked expensive. But of course, Chloe still looked down on it, hahaha.] I turned my head to look at the spot where Liam had been standing, but he was long gone. Heh. How surprisingly thoughtful. 4 I carried the partially melted strawberry cake back home. My mom was chatting with Mia about something, and the two of them were laughing together. Seeing me walk in, my mom's smile faded slightly, and she asked in a gentle tone: "Chloe, where were you so late?" I swung the cake box in my hand: "I went to buy this." My mom glanced at the cake box and frowned: "Stop eating those cheap desserts. Auntie Zhang just made fresh snowflake crisps and chocolate cake. Have some of that." They were all things Mia liked. I twitched my lips into a smirk: "No thanks. "Cheap things suit me perfectly, don't they?" Mia spoke up: "Chloe, how can you speak to Mom like that?" I smiled sweetly: "She's my biological mother. I can speak to her however I want. It's none of your business. "It's only because of a mistake that you even have the opportunity to stand in front of me and act all high and mighty. "As the sole beneficiary of that mistake, what right do you have to bark at me?" Mia was stunned. Although I used to subtly clash with her in the past, I had never brought it out into the open so aggressively. For the first time, my mom looked at me with clear disapproval: "Chloe, how can you speak to Mia like that? Where are your manners?" I sneered: "I didn't have a home, so how could I have manners? "Naturally, I can't compare to the daughter you raised and educated with your own two hands." Before I left the room, I walked up to Mia and leaned close to her ear: "You like Liam, don't you?" Mia's face instantly turned bright red: "You..." I cut her off, speaking with pure malice: "He was actually pretty fun to play with. But I'm bored of him now, so you can have him back." I thoroughly enjoyed watching Mia's face go from red to stark white. I whistled a happy tune as I walked upstairs. 5 This time, Mia truly, deeply hated me. And her revenge came swiftly. That weekend, our family attended a formal banquet. I wore a pearl-white embroidered dress, looking ethereal and elegant, while Mia dressed incredibly low-key. During the banquet, a man around twenty-five or twenty-six kept staring at me continuously. My dad pulled me over and introduced us: "Chloe, this is the second son of the Zhou family, Jason Zhou." Jason stared at me with naked, undisguised lust, making my skin crawl. Seeing Mia standing nearby with a look that clearly said she was enjoying the show, I was even more certain that something bad was happening. I gave a polite, reserved nod, made up an excuse, and left the hall. Just as I was heading out the door, I coincidentally saw Liam, dressed in a server's uniform. His looks were simply too striking. As he moved through the crowd, many eyes lingered on him, sizing him up. When he saw me, he kept his face cold and pretended not to know me. When he wasn't looking, I reached out and pinched his butt. His face instantly flushed completely red, and he hissed angrily: "Chloe! What are you doing?!" I pulled my hand back sheepishly, scanning the area to make sure no one had noticed before finally relaxing. "Sorry. Force of habit." Liam shot me a freezing glare and walked away. [Hahaha, Chloe did that way too naturally!] [Why is Liam so incredibly seductive when he blushes?!] [I can't handle this, hahahaha! I ship them so hard!] [Honestly, Liam probably enjoyed that.] I waited for my parents, bored out of my mind. An unfamiliar server approached me: "Hello, are you Ms. Chloe Vance?" I nodded. "A gentleman named Liam asked me to invite you upstairs for a moment." I was a bit confused. Hadn't Liam just looked at me like I was a walking plague a few minutes ago? Why was he calling me upstairs now? I didn't suspect anything and followed the server. It wasn't until I reached the door of the suite upstairs that I felt something was wrong. Could it be that Liam wants to have an official break-up ceremony with me? I mean, I wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. I pushed the door open. A pungent, cloying smell filled the room. Through the frosted glass of the shower, I could vaguely see the silhouette of someone washing up. "Liam? Liam." I was intimately familiar with Liam's physique. That blurry silhouette clearly wasn't him. I knew instantly I had been set up. I couldn't believe such a cliché, melodramatic plot twist was actually happening to me. When Jason Zhou stepped out of the bathroom wrapped only in a towel, I was completely done with this bullshit. I turned and bolted for the door, running straight into someone's chest. Liam frowned and pulled me out of his arms: "Chloe." Seeing Liam, I finally let out a sigh of relief. But almost immediately, a wave of scorching heat washed over my body. "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?" Liam noticed something was wrong. Throwing caution to the wind, I grabbed Liam and dragged him into the nearest empty suite. By the time I regained clear consciousness, three hours had already passed. Liam was covered in hickeys and bite marks. Some were so deep they almost looked like they were bleeding. I lay sprawled across Liam, staring blankly at the ceiling, feeling like my life was over. [Wow, I have to say, Mia was actually pretty ruthless here. Chloe had it rough.] [Mia is the main character! She's not some helpless little bunny!] [It's her own fault for sleeping with Mia's ultimate crush. Serves her right.] Reading the contents of those comments, I felt a surge of pure anger for the very first time. Just because she's the "Main Character," she can just toy with other people's lives however she wants?! I really overestimated Mia in the past. I looked down at Liam. He was still asleep. I sighed helplessly and started putting my clothes on. I tried to run, I tried to hide, but in the end, I still ended up tangled with him again. Whatever. Debt upon debt, it doesn't matter anymore. I took advantage of the fact that Liam was still asleep and quietly slipped away. 6 I had over twenty missed calls on my phone. I checked them; they were all from my parents. I sneered and turned off my phone. When I got home, the house was completely dark. I let out a self-deprecating laugh. Just as I was about to head upstairs, my mom heard the noise and came out: "Chloe, where did you go? "We called you so many times, and you didn't answer." Soon after, my dad and Mia also came downstairs. Mia crossed her arms and spoke with a sickeningly fake tone: "Chloe, where were you? Mom, Dad, and I were so worried about you. "No matter how much you hate these kinds of events, you can't just leave by yourself." My dad's face was dark: "Staying out all night! Chloe, you have completely disgraced our family!" I laughed out of pure anger, looking at the three of them one by one. What a perfectly harmonious family of three. It's just that I didn't like it. I set my bag down and methodically took off my jacket. I walked toward Mia, step by step. Mia looked confused. I suddenly lunged forward, grabbed Mia by the hair with one hand, and started slapping her face repeatedly with the other. Mia's screams filled the room. My mom rushed over to pull me off, yelling loudly: "Chloe! Have you lost your mind?! Let go!" I ignored her. I viciously attacked Mia's most vulnerable spots. Still not satisfied, I used my long, sharp nails to claw directly at her face. My sharp nails quickly drew blood, leaving deep scratches across her cheeks. "Rebellion! This is utter rebellion!" My dad clutched his chest in fury. Ignoring everything, I grabbed the pruning shears from the flower arrangement on the table and started frantically hacking off Mia's long hair. "AHHHH! Let go of me! Chloe, are you crazy?! "Mom, Dad, help me!" I don't know how much time passed, but I finally felt like I had beaten her enough. I stopped, panting heavily. "Chloe! You're a maniac! "I'm going to kill you!" Mia shrieked, her eyes bloodshot, staring at her mangled, chopped-up hair. My mom held her back, looking at me with fearful wariness. I elegantly smoothed out my dress and offered my usual, faint smile. "Weren't you asking where I went? "Your precious, perfect daughter drugged me and tried to have me delivered to Jason Zhou's bed. "Don't tell me you two actually tacitly approved of this?" I looked at my parents. My mom's eyes went wide: "What nonsense are you talking about?! "How could we ever do something like that?!" I continued: "Don't think I couldn't tell. Dad, you were intentionally trying to set me up with Jason Zhou tonight. "Do you despise me that much? Packing me up and delivering me straight to some guy's bed?" Hearing my words, my dad's frown deepened: "We did have the intention of arranging a marriage with the Zhou family, but we wouldn't stoop so low as to do something like that." Mia tried desperately to act calm: "You're saying I did it. Do you have any proof?" "Of course I do. Money makes the world go round, don't you know? "That server told me absolutely everything." Mia immediately denied it: "Impossible! I wasn't the one who hired him!"
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