When my billionaire parents and the fake heiress came to visit me in the hospital one last time, I finally gave up completely. "System, let the cancer cells spread. I want to detach from this body." As my soul floated out, I heard them talking. "If Serena hadn't told us, I wouldn't even have known our biological daughter was faking an illness just to get our attention! So uncultured and pathetic." "Let's cut contact with her for a few months to teach her a lesson. Maybe then she'll learn to be obedient." Obedient? But I'm dead. 1 "Sister, do you like it? Then you can have it." "Everything in this house is supposed to be yours anyway. I'm just grateful Mom and Dad are letting me stay." "As long as you like it, Sister, I'll give you anything." Serena Miller's beautiful face wore a faint smile, her eyes slightly red, as she offered me a diamond watch. Watching her theatrical performance, I couldn't help but roll my eyes. If I hadn't awakened, I would have fallen for her trap again. It was only after I awakened that I realized I was the cannon fodder supporting character in a "True and Fake Heiress" novel. Serena, the fake heiress, was the female lead. I was her foil. We were switched at birth. She grew up surrounded by luxury and wealth in the Miller family. I was thrown into a remote countryside, surviving like a stray dog. Not long ago, the Miller family found me and brought me back. I was dark and scrawny, my hair was dry and yellow, and my face and hands were rough like an old woman's. My biological father said I had "no table manners and no proper posture," and my academic grades were even more unwatchable. Meanwhile, their adopted daughter, Serena, was beautiful, elegant, played the piano, spoke foreign languages, and excelled academically. Comparing the two of us, my biological parents really couldn't bring themselves to love me. Even the name they gave me was lazy: Maya Miller. 2 Right now, the diamond watch Serena wanted to give me was the limited-edition reward her mother had given her for placing third in her class on the practice exams. I, on the other hand, got no reward because I bombed the test. I just glanced at the watch twice, and Serena asked if it was pretty. I casually said yes, and the very next day she was trying to give it to me. But this was actually a trap she set. According to the plot, I was supposed to happily accept the watch. Then, the watch would suddenly snap into several pieces in my hands. She would cry and say that if I didn't like it, I didn't have to accept it, but why did I have to destroy it? This was a custom piece her mother had ordered way in advance, a treasure she protected with her life, and I had ruined it. This manipulative speech would successfully make my mother despise me even more. Fearing I would harm Serena again, she would banish me to the servants' quarters in the back. "Serena, if it was given to you, keep it. It's your reward! Maya, if you like it, I'll naturally buy you one when you get good grades. In this house, no matter who it is, rewards and punishments are clearly separated." Hearing Serena's "magnanimous" words, Mrs. Miller felt a pang of sympathy and spoke up, frowning. Serena acted even more considerate and humble: "As long as Sister is happy, I don't need a reward. Sister, take this watch." Saying that, she forcefully tried to shove the watch into my hands. I stepped back several paces: "I don't want it, use it yourself." I sneered inwardly: [Give it to me? You've already smashed the watch band and barely pieced it back together just to force it on me. The moment I touch it, the watch will shatter into pieces, and then you'll frame me for being malicious.] [If I touch it, even if I had a hundred mouths, I wouldn't be able to explain myself.] Ever since I returned, Serena had been especially keen on setting traps for me, desperate for the family to despise me and kick me out as soon as possible. At first, I tried hard to explain. But as soon as she cried, the family took her side. No one listened to a word I said. So now, I couldn't even be bothered to explain. I knew Mrs. Miller wouldn't believe me anyway. I no longer cared about parental love or family affection. I planned to avoid the female lead as much as possible, save up some money, and leave the Miller family the moment I turned eighteen. It wasn't that far away anyway. 3 Seeing that I didn't fall for it, Serena froze. After all, I had been naive and easy to trap since I came back. She tried to insist, but Mrs. Miller suddenly reached out and grabbed the watch. "Mom—" Serena didn't even have time to snatch it back. Mrs. Miller took the watch in her hand and gave it a slight twist. Snap. The watch broke into several pieces, two of them falling to the floor. One look and it was obvious someone had intentionally broken it. Mrs. Miller froze. I was also taken aback: [What's going on? This isn't following the plot.] [Could it be that Mrs. Miller has awakened too? Does she know Serena intentionally broke the watch to frame me, so she could drive me out to the servants' quarters, making it easier for her to torment me?] Serena's face went completely pale. Because the watch band was extremely sturdy; it couldn't have shattered into pieces with just a gentle twist. But she reacted quickly, putting on a face of complete ignorance: "How did this happen? This watch was perfectly fine when Mom gave it to me yesterday, right—" She turned to look at me, her face turning terrified: "Maya, what did you do in my room early this morning? It was you, wasn't it—" "Enough!" Mrs. Miller sternly cut her off. Serena, who had never been scolded by Mrs. Miller before, was stunned. But what followed shocked her even more. Mrs. Miller called the butler over and ordered him to pack Serena's luggage and move her to an empty room in the servants' quarters in the back. The butler and Serena were both dumbfounded. Then, Mrs. Miller looked at me, her expression somewhat unnatural: "Maya, you move into Serena's old room. I'll have someone replace everything in there with things you like." Serena's room was right next to the master bedroom, decorated lavishly and dreamily. Even the bed alone was worth the price of a normal person's house. I was also a bit stunned, couldn't help but think: [Could it be that Mrs. Miller really has awakened? Then she should know who her precious adopted daughter's biological mother is—] At that moment, Serena's agitated questioning interrupted my thoughts. Hearing that she was being sent to the servants' quarters, Serena panicked, asking pitifully: "Mom, did I do something wrong?" Mrs. Miller sneered: "The custom gift I got you, if you didn't like it, you didn't have to accept it. Why did you have to destroy it?" "I really didn't expect that while I treated you as my biological daughter, your heart was so dark." "Since you despise me as a mother, go live in the servants' quarters and stay far away from me, so you don't offend my eyes!" "Butler, hurry up and move her!" "Yes, ma'am!" The butler was startled, not daring to hesitate any longer, and led the staff to start moving her things. I felt a rush of secret satisfaction; thankfully I hadn't taken that watch. Serena: "..." Serena burst into panicked tears, trying hard to make excuses: "It's not like that, I really didn't break it. I treasured it so much, how could I bear to ruin it..." Just then, the eldest son of the Miller family, Arthur Miller, arrived. Serena immediately ran to him, throwing herself into his arms: "Arthur, help me, help me explain to Mom. Mom told me to give my room to Maya and wants me to live in the servants' quarters. I'm willing to give it to her, but I don't want to live in the servants' quarters, I'm scared, boohoo~" Arthur doted on this sister the most. Seeing her crying her eyes out, he immediately hugged her. He turned to look at me, scolding me without a second thought: "Maya, if you're not satisfied with your room, just say so. We'll change it for you. Whatever you need, we'll buy it. Why did you have to steal Serena's room?" I hadn't even spoken yet. Mrs. Miller anxiously shouted at him: "Get out of here, stop sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, and get back to work!" Serena hugged Arthur's neck, pressing her whole chest tightly against him, crying even more pitifully: "Arthur, boohoo~" Arthur naturally hugged her back: "Mom, are you confused? Serena grew up in our family. She's pure and kind-hearted by nature, and doesn't like to fight with others. How can you bear to let her be wronged? Butler, stop moving!" I scoffed inwardly: [Tsk tsk, what a fiercely protective brother. I hope in a few days, on the night of her eighteenth birthday, after she drugs you and climbs into your bed, you'll still think she's pure and kind-hearted by nature?] [But he probably won't even live to see that day, because his health is already terrible right now. He suffers from insomnia every night, and has heart palpitations and headaches during the day, but never takes the time to go to the hospital.] [By that day, when he's drugged with those powerful aphrodisiacs and tormented by Serena all night, a perfectly capable young man will be turned into a drooling idiot at the sight of a woman.] Smack. The other half of the watch slipped from Mrs. Miller's hand and fell to the floor. And Arthur, who was always stubbornly protective of Serena, actually had a stiff expression as he reached out and pushed away his precious sister. [Looking at the timeline, the tumor in Arthur's brain is probably about to turn malignant, right? I should tell him to get a checkup at the hospital.] [Forget it, last time I just handed him a bowl of soup, and he told me to mind my own business, not to be overly affectionate, and not to fight over everything. If I try to advise him now, he'll probably think I'm just jealous of his dear sister again.] Serena never expected to be pushed away by the brother who loved her the most. Caught off guard, she almost face-planted onto the floor. After steadying herself, she moved towards Arthur again. But Arthur took two sudden steps back. He suddenly looked at me, his expression complex. After a long while, his voice sounded uncertain as he said: "Sorry, I have something to do. I need to go out for a bit." He left in a hurry. "Arthur!" Serena cried out tragically. But Arthur didn't even look back. Serena's expression shattered. 4 Serena didn't go live in the servants' quarters. She packed a simple, small bag. She only packed a few changes of clothes. She intended to move out of this house. She bowed deeply to Mrs. Miller, tears falling like pearls, her voice hoarse: "Thank you for taking care of me all these years. I'm leaving. When I graduate, I'll work hard to earn money and repay your kindness in raising me." Mrs. Miller frowned: "You made a mistake, I scolded you, and you're feeling wronged? Is this you threatening to run away from home?" Serena cried and shook her head: "I'm not throwing a tantrum, I genuinely want to leave. Maya has suffered a lot outside these past few years, so please dote on her. You don't need me anymore." "Eleanor, there was a shipment of fresh fruit at Tim's today. I picked out a few for you, come have a taste." Bursting in like a whirlwind was Mrs. Miller's best friend, Brenda Davis. Eleanor was Mrs. Miller's name. She was always overbearing, so she had very few friends. Brenda was the only one who accommodated her in everything. Because of this, the two were very close. Seeing Brenda, the cold Mrs. Miller's expression softened a bit: "Thank you." I laughed inwardly: [What's there to thank her for? She's buying you fruit with your own money.] [You loaded her membership card with ten thousand, and eight thousand of it was spent by Brenda.] Mrs. Miller's face, which had just relaxed, froze again. Brenda, oblivious to this, ran over to comfort Serena: "Oh my, what's going on? Who upset our Princess Serena? Your pretty little face is all smeared with tears like a messy kitten." Serena held her bag, crying even harder: "Aunt Brenda, boohoo, I'm moving out. I'll come visit you when I have time." Brenda looked surprised: "What happened?" Serena: "The watch Mom gave me broke. I don't know how it broke, but it made Mom mad, and Maya felt wronged, so it's best if I move out." Brenda laughed it off: "Is that all? Serena, just apologize and it'll be fine. You're so pretty, if you go out there alone you'll be kidnapped by traffickers. Your parents and brother would be heartbroken. Right, Eleanor? You wouldn't bear to let this beautiful girl wander the streets alone, would you?" [Hmph, with her biological mother right here, how could Serena ever wander the streets? The luxury condo you borrowed from Eleanor, the princess room you meticulously decorated, wasn't that all prepared for Serena?] As soon as I finished my internal rant, Mrs. Miller suddenly asked: "What did you say?" Her eyes were wide open, her voice trembling slightly. Seeing her staring at me, I was taken aback and shook my head: "Nothing, I didn't say anything." I continued complaining in my head: [It's a pity we can't choose our origins. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have chosen to be born into the Miller family.] [Eleanor is blind, completely oblivious to the fact that Brenda swapped their two daughters.] [While I was in the countryside fighting dogs for food, my own biological mother was raising someone else's daughter like a princess, and even letting her leech off the Miller family, paying for all her food, clothes, housing, and expenses.] [Later, when Serena turned the Miller family upside down and seized all their assets, she moved Brenda into the Miller family's mansion. Do you remember what Brenda did to Eleanor?] [She called Eleanor a moron and an idiot, saying Eleanor must be blind to fall so low. She even said she never treated Eleanor as a best friend, but rather as a servant, and that now she was the master.] [When Mr. Miller fell ill, Eleanor went to Brenda to borrow money. As a result, Brenda forced Eleanor to kneel and lick her shoes clean.] [Even though Brenda and her daughter are barely human, specializing in inhumane acts, and Serena never said a word even when she knew about her true parentage early on. Even if I told Eleanor these things, she probably wouldn't believe me. Better not be overly affectionate again. I'll just watch how things unfold for them. Anyway, I must get out of this house as soon as possible.] [Speaking of which, this isn't my home at all. I'm just a pitiful ghost temporarily lodging here. No one considers me family anyway.] At this time, Brenda pushed Serena in front of Mrs. Miller: "Eleanor, it's not a big deal. Why kick the child out? Everyone envies you for having such a daughter—beautiful, smart, and elegant. You couldn't find another like her in all of New York. If she runs out and something happens, wouldn't you cry yourself to death?" Brenda urged Serena: "Go on, apologize to your mom." Serena looked softly at Mrs. Miller: "Mom—" Before she could say another word, Mrs. Miller abruptly interrupted her: "Serena, since you want to leave, then move out." Both Serena and Brenda were dumbfounded. Mrs. Miller stepped aside to make a phone call, then took my hand: "Come with Mom to the hospital to see your brother." I was confused and bewildered. This was the first time she had held my hand, and the first time she used the words "Mom" and "Brother" in front of me. I was led away by her in a daze. Mrs. Miller drove, and I sat in the passenger seat. She fastened my seatbelt for me with unprecedented gentleness. As we drove out of the garage, Brenda pulled a sobbing, stumbling Serena to block the car: "Eleanor, is Arthur at the hospital? What's wrong with him? Serena is very worried about her brother too. Let us ride with you—" Mrs. Miller locked the car doors immediately and said coldly: "No need. Arthur isn't her biological brother, so there's no need for her concern." With that, she maneuvered the car around the stunned Brenda and Serena, hit the gas, and sped away. In the rearview mirror, Serena's cries grew even louder. 5 Arthur said he wasn't feeling well and went to the hospital for a checkup, where they found a tumor. Thankfully, it was caught early and wasn't a major issue. After surgery, he would be fine. We had just arrived when Serena and Brenda followed right behind us. "Arthur, are you okay?" Serena's eyes were red and swollen again, her face full of concern. She handed an exquisitely packaged bag to Arthur and said considerately: "This is lotus dew from Shangji, your favorite, Arthur. It's still hot. Drink some, and you'll get better faster." Hearing "lotus dew," I instinctively glanced at the packaging box a few more times: [The drug Serena slipped to Arthur on his birthday was mixed into this lotus dew. Turns out it's his favorite. No wonder he was completely oblivious to being drugged.] [With a fake sister this attentive, it's no surprise Arthur likes her.] [Too bad this affection won't last. Later, when Arthur turns into a fool, his dear fake sister will immediately send him to a mental asylum with the worst conditions.] [He tried everything to make a phone call to her, but this fake sister found it annoying and had the asylum orderlies electrocute him to death with stun batons.] Crash. The lotus dew fell to the floor, splashing milky liquid everywhere. It turned out that when Serena handed it to Arthur, he outright refused it. Because he pushed it away too fast, the lotus dew fell to the ground. Not only did he refuse it, but he also looked terrified, backing up continuously on his hospital bed. If there wasn't a wall behind him, he would have retreated even further. Serena froze, tears "whooshing" out again, looking on the verge of a breakdown: "Arthur, am I a ghost? Why are you hiding so far away from me?" Arthur had a "you're scarier than a ghost" expression and said coldly: "Leave. I'm fine. I don't need your concern." Serena looked pitifully at Mrs. Miller again. Mrs. Miller looked away and also said coldly: "Hurry up and leave." Serena was even more heartbroken. "Then get some rest, Arthur." Brenda gave Mrs. Miller and Arthur a deep look and pulled Serena away. As she passed by me, Serena glared coldly and drove me away: "My brother needs to rest, and he doesn't want to be disturbed. Stop being so full of yourself and lingering around here. Get out." Just as she finished trying to kick me out. Arthur called out: "Maya, you don't need to go." I originally didn't want to stay, but with Serena right there, I intentionally stayed and smiled slightly at her: "He insists on me disturbing him." Serena: "..." Serena's face turned green with anger. 6 After Brenda pulled Serena away. Arthur grabbed a carton of milk from the bedside table—delivered by his assistant—opened it, and handed it to me, saying somewhat unnaturally: "Maya, want to drink this?" I refused without a second thought: "No thanks." [What are you pretending for? Eleanor already knows you find me annoying and hate me, so what's the point of playing the loving sibling act in front of her? Besides, she hates me to death herself; why would she care how you look at me?] Arthur froze, his face inexplicably turning red, looking guilty. And Mrs. Miller's eyes inexplicably turned red too. She took my hand and choked back a sob: "I'm sorry, Maya. Since you came back, Mom hasn't properly cared for you..." Arthur suddenly apologized to me as well: "Maya, it's my fault too. I don't even know what you like to eat. Tell me, and I'll buy it all for you from now on." His eyes were also red: "Maya, I don't hate you. We're biological siblings. You're my biological sister." He deliberately emphasized the words "biological sister," as if afraid I wouldn't believe him. Me: "?" This drastically different attitude before and after made me suspect they had both been possessed. I gave an awkward smile and played along: "Haha, right, we're siblings." [Whatever, I'm only staying for a few days anyway. Once I turn eighteen, I'll have saved up some money. Then I'll move out and stop hoping for some supposed blood relation.] I didn't say anything overly harsh. For some reason, Mrs. Miller and Arthur looked even sadder and more guilty. 7 Serena actually started trying hard. She didn't return to the Miller family for several days in a row. Without her causing trouble at home. My treatment in this house instantly skyrocketed. The biggest room was now mine. Every day, the chefs prepared food tailored to my preferences. A Rolls-Royce with a starlight headliner was assigned to pick me up and drop me off. Seniors barely had any days off, let alone time to go shopping, yet Mrs. Miller bought me heaps of clothes, shoes, and bags. Mrs. Miller gave me a card, and Arthur gave me a card too. They both said it was my allowance. I checked; both cards had over a million dollars each. And they both said they would transfer money to the cards every month, telling me to spend it freely. Actually, when they brought me back, they didn't give me any pocket money. Like Serena, they probably felt that since we were kids, giving us large sums without restriction wasn't a good idea, so they never gave me such huge amounts before. Earlier, when I first returned, seeing my poor grades, my parents originally planned to hire private tutors for me. But Serena volunteered to tutor me. Mom and Dad were very pleased and agreed. But when she tutored me, she intentionally threw in foreign languages that I couldn't understand at all. Naturally, I didn't improve one bit. Serena would then show my tests, covered in red 'X's, to our parents, smiling helplessly and saying I gave her headaches. Her expression practically etched the words "naturally stupid" on my forehead. My parents probably assumed my academics were beyond saving. After that, they never mentioned hiring tutors for me again, only asking Serena to continue paying closer attention to my studies. But these past few days, Mrs. Miller hired several private tutors for me in a row, all of them top-tier professors. Before, problems that sounded like gibberish to me became understandable once these professors broke them down into simple terms. Although the Miller family was treating me very well right now, I still didn't dare let my guard down. I studied desperately with the professors while continuing my master plan to save money. Except for essential expenses, I didn't dare spend a single extra penny of the money the Miller family gave me, carefully saving it all. 8 Serena returned a week later. Brought back by Mr. Miller, Richard Miller. He had returned from a business trip and, because he hadn't eaten for a day and a night, he went to a restaurant near the airport with his trusted assistant to eat. There, he ran into Serena and brought her back. Serena was still wearing the same outfit she had worn when she left. She had dark circles under her eyes, and her complexion was sallow. Her hands were covered in band-aids. Mr. Miller held Serena's hand tightly, his heart clearly aching for her. As soon as he got back, he confronted Mrs. Miller, demanding to know why she let a high school senior move out alone over such a trivial matter. He angrily accused Mrs. Miller: "Do you have any idea what she was doing out there? She was washing dishes in a restaurant! Going to school during the day, washing dishes at night, and washing dishes on holidays too! If I hadn't run into her, her whole life would have been ruined by your hands!" Surprisingly, Mrs. Miller didn't feel sorry for the miserable-looking Serena. Instead, she asked skeptically: "What a coincidence? Out of all the restaurants, she happened to be washing dishes at the exact one you went to eat at after your business trip?" [Is it really a coincidence? They planned it all out beforehand.] [Brenda and her husband, Kevin Davis, are relying on this daughter to leach off the Miller family. How could they let her suffer?] Kevin Davis was Mr. Miller's trusted assistant, and also Brenda's husband—Serena's biological father. [Looking at Serena's dark circles, she probably went through several palettes of eyeshadow.] [Tsk, and her hands. To play the victim, how many band-aids did she waste?] I was just complaining internally when Mrs. Miller suddenly picked up a pot of tea and splashed it right at Serena's face and hands. Splash. The makeup on Serena's face was ruined. Serena screamed, raising her hands to cover her face. Because she had applied it so thickly, the eyeshadow started running down. And the band-aids on her hands, soaked through, fell off. Revealing smooth, completely unblemished fingers underneath. The air instantly went dead silent. Mrs. Miller sneered: "Act! Keep acting! I'm the one who failed as a mother. I meticulously raised you for eighteen years, only to raise a deceitful liar!" Mr. Miller was stunned. Serena, completely caught off guard, was also dumbfounded. I was in awe of Mrs. Miller. She actually recognized that Serena's "pitiful look" was just makeup. 9 Mr. Miller stared at Serena in disbelief, speaking with disappointment: "So, you even lied to me? The dark circles, the band-aids on your hands—it was all an act?" Seeing she had been exposed, Serena dropped to her knees with a thud: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean it. Mom was very angry with me, and I was afraid... I was afraid you guys really didn't want me anymore. Dad, you love me the most, you definitely won't stay mad at me, right?" [What Dad? She already reunited with her biological parents five years ago. She intentionally kept it from you because you're rich and she wanted to use you as an ATM.] [I also don't know why Richard Miller chose Kevin Davis as his confidant. Kevin is even more disgusting than his wife, Brenda. He secretly runs a small company, embezzles company funds to gamble, and loses millions in a single game. And that's not even the worst of it.] [He also uses his position as the CEO's confidant to hook up with countless mistresses at the company. The employees below hate him to the core. With him causing so much trouble, Richard Miller is completely clueless. Truly impressive.] [No wonder the company was later seized by Serena and her biological father, Kevin. At his age, Richard is too easy to fool.] "What?" Just as I was ranting, Mr. Miller suddenly seemed unwell. His face and lips turned pale, and he collapsed onto the sofa. Mrs. Miller quickly had someone call the family doctor. When the doctor arrived, the examination revealed a blood pressure issue. They gave Mr. Miller some blood pressure medication. Once he stabilized, Mr. Miller stared at me for a long time, his eyes full of complex emotions. [Why is he staring at me like that? Does he still think I'm bullying his precious adopted daughter?] Mr. Miller's expression froze. Serena tried to move closer to Mr. Miller again. But he pushed her away. He slowly stood up, looked at me, and spoke with unprecedented gentleness: "Maya, there's no school today. Do you want to come play at Dad's company?" Before I could answer, Serena eagerly interrupted: "Dad, I want to go! I'll go with you right now." There was an unspoken rule in the Miller family: if the children were chosen by the head of the family to be taken to the company, it meant they were intentionally being groomed to pave the way for their future entry into the business. And Serena had been waiting for this day. She thought she would only have a chance after she officially turned eighteen. She didn't expect the opportunity to present itself now, and she was eager to seize it. However, Mr. Miller ruthlessly rejected her: "You don't need to." He turned back to me, his expression softening: "Maya, can you accompany Dad to the company? Think of it as an internship. Dad will pay you an hourly wage, is that okay?" I couldn't figure out what he was up to, but hearing I could earn money, I agreed. "Dad!" Serena's face contorted with anger, her voice trembling. "How could you treat me like this too? Are you trying to force me to die? Boohoo~" [You won't die. Your biological parents are waiting right outside the mansion.] As soon as I finished my internal commentary, Mrs. Miller, who had regained her composure, picked up her phone, dialed a number, and said coldly: "Brenda, come pick up your goddaughter." Brenda had become Mrs. Miller's best friend in order to stay close to Serena, and had even acknowledged Serena as her goddaughter. Brenda quickly ran in, out of breath. Seeing Serena's ruined makeup and the removed band-aids, she tried to smooth things over: "Eleanor, is Mr. Miller home too? You all know? Well, I couldn't bear to let the child wander outside, so I let her stay at my place for a few days. She cried every day because she missed you all." "I couldn't stand it anymore, so I came up with this bad idea. Don't blame her. If you want to blame someone, blame me, okay?" "You see, you guys were such a happy, perfect family before. You were the envy of everyone. Now you're arguing like this. Aren't you just letting people laugh at you for no reason?" After Brenda finished, she glared at me, her eyes filled with such resentment that they almost shot daggers: "Maya, you caused all this, didn't you? You intentionally drove a wedge between Serena and her parents, trying to drive Serena out?" I scoffed in anger: "Are you crazy? What does this have to do with me?" Brenda's voice grew louder: "Heh, look at your manners. Is that how you talk to your elders? Country bumpkins truly can't present themselves in public! Do you think you can win just by being loud and throwing tantrums?" "Let me tell you, Serena is the meticulously groomed heiress of this family. You have no grades, no grace, you can't compare to her in any way. Just because you're lazy, you stir up trouble in the Miller family, driving a wedge between Serena and the family. You've completely disgraced the Miller family—" Before she could finish her sentence. Smack! Mrs. Miller slapped her hard across the face. Mrs. Miller trembled with anger: "Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to dictate matters in my family? Get the hell out!" "Eleanor, you hit me?" Brenda stared at Mrs. Miller in disbelief, clutching her cheek as tears welled up. "I hit you! If you say one more word about my daughter, I'll hit you again!" Mrs. Miller roared even louder, "Get out!" 10 Since the day Mr. Miller took the initiative to bring me to the company. Except for my class hours, whenever I had free time, he would continue to take me to the company. The salary he paid me was very high. I didn't have to do anything difficult, he just introduced me to some uncles and aunts in the company. They were all veteran shareholders and executives of the company. During this time, he suddenly broke from the plot and uncovered all of Kevin's illicit activities in the company. He implemented sweeping reforms, making Kevin pay the price for his actions. The price was spending the rest of his life working behind bars. Every employee in the company who had been oppressed by Kevin rejoiced. Watching the changes in each member of the Miller family, I realized that all the plotlines were being rewritten by them one by one.
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