My sister was desperate to get rich overnight. So desperate that she orchestrated an "accident," gravely injuring the grandson of the influential Harrington family. A piece of rebar pierced the child's chest. She played the hero, rushing him to the hospital and donating 800cc of her own blood. To maximize her reward later, she pulled a "selfless hero" act and disappeared from the hospital as soon as the kid was out of danger. I didn't stop her. In fact, I stood guard in the hallway for her. In my past life, when I saw her tampering with the construction site, I tried to stop her. I warned her we couldn't afford to mess with the Harringtons. She pretended to give up and even praised me for being sensible. But on the way home, she dragged me to the top of the steel mill and pushed me off. I died impaled on rebar, my eyes wide open in disbelief. She blamed me for ruining her chance at wealth. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that day. This time, I'm going to watch her dig her own grave. 1 The Harrington heir was in emergency surgery. My sister, Jessica, was busy donating blood at the window. Her perfectly made-up face was etched with worry for the child. Her expensive dress was stained with blood. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you'd never connect her to the crime. After the nurse drew her blood, Jessica anxiously asked: "Is this enough? If not, keep drawing! I have plenty!" "He's just a child, you have to save him! I'll never forgive myself if he doesn't make it!" The nurse praised her kindness and beauty, reassuring her that a child doesn't need that much blood. She had already given far more than necessary. Jessica continued her act, bowing gratefully with tears in her eyes. But when the nurse asked for her name, she subtly changed the subject. This was part of her plan. Her information would be on the blood donation forms anyway. As long as she played the anonymous hero who wanted no reward... The Harringtons would give her even more. The Harrington family, the kings of the capital, never lacked money. After the transfusion, the nurse rushed back into the OR. Jessica finally dropped the mask. She pinched my arm hard. I hissed in pain. "From now on, watch your mouth. You know what to say and what not to say." "We're in this together. If the plan fails and the Harringtons find out, don't think you can walk away clean!" She expected me, the cowardly sister, to try and stop her like before. But this time, I shook off her hand. "Don't worry, you're my sister. Who else would I side with?" "Just remember me when the Harringtons pay up and you start your company. A receptionist job is all I ask." Jessica glanced at me with satisfaction, snorted, and wiped the blood off her dress with disgust. "Mom and Dad were right. You really are useless. Destined to be a wage slave forever. Without me, you'd work yourself to death and never afford a decent apartment!" I nodded eagerly, feigning fear. In our past life, she decided I ruined her big break and made sure I died a gruesome death. This time, I won't stop her. I'll help her. I want to see how she destroys herself by messing with the Harringtons! Jessica didn't think twice. Seeing my fear, she smirked triumphantly: "Alright, stop acting like a wimp. It pisses me off!" "When I open my company, I'll make you a secretary. Maybe hook you up with a driver. That should be enough to feed you for life!" With that, she dragged me to the elevator. Sure enough, as the doors opened, we ran into the Harrington scion, Julian Harrington, rushing in. 2 She shot me a sharp look. I quickly made an excuse about a stomachache and hid in the restroom. What a joke. Get involved with her now? And get dragged down when her scheme blows up? No thanks. Soon, I heard Jessica's sweet, fake voice: "No need to thank me. Saving people is just the right thing to do. He's only five; I couldn't just stand by." "I just wanted to help. I don't want any reward. I have something to do, so I'll be going now." Just as the assistant pulled out a checkbook, she hurried away. But she deliberately left a business card behind. With her contact info on it. I came out and hid at the end of the hallway. I wanted to leave, but I overheard Julian talking to his assistant: "Find out if this was an accident or deliberate." "Don't call the police. I'll handle it myself. If anyone dares hurt my son, I have ways to make them stay silent forever!" "Question everyone around the construction site at the time of the incident. Check the broken rebar. I want to see how poorly it was secured! Let's see which is harder: the steel or the culprit's neck!" The assistant nodded repeatedly. Seeing Jessica's card, he hesitated: "What about this Jessica woman..." "Leave it for now. Let's check on my son first. I'll ask him when he wakes up." Once Julian and his entourage got on the elevator, I finally left the hospital. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. The Harringtons controlled the capital. Jessica dared to mess with the crown prince. Her future was doomed. I walked out of the hospital. Her car was gone. She didn't answer her phone. I had to take a taxi home. The moment I walked in, Dad threw an ashtray at my head. Blood trickled down instantly. My ears rang with Mom's screaming: "Jane, can't you do anything right? You're useless!" "Your dad worked at that site for years just for a chance like this! If you can't help your sister, at least don't drag her down!" Dad slapped the wound on my forehead. I trembled with pain. "Jessica told you to leave the hospital immediately! Are you deaf or did you want to steal her credit? How did I raise such a useless thing!" "If Mr. Harrington saw you, the whole act would be ruined! How would we ask for money?! Why don't you just tattoo 'blackmail' on your forehead? Idiot!" So they knew it was blackmail. And they still helped Jessica commit crimes. Remembering how they blamed me in my past life and didn't even collect my body... I had no love left for them. "Steal her credit? Or take the fall for her almost killing someone?" "I don't have such grand ambitions! My heart is dirty, so everything looks dirty to me!" Dad was furious, ready to hit me again. Jessica, who had come home early, stopped him. "Ignore her. She's useless anyway. I didn't expect Mr. Harrington to come so fast. Good thing I was smart and left a card before running." Hearing this, Mom's angry face bloomed into a smile. "Jessica is capable! I always said you were smart since you were little. You'll go far!" "Unlike some people. Good for nothing but trouble. Lazy mule! Raised for twenty years and still a money pit!" I ignored them and went to my room to grab tissues for the bleeding. In the living room, Jessica was excitedly recounting the events. 3 When she mentioned the child "accidentally fell," I couldn't help but sneer: "Just because you're stupid doesn't mean Mr. Harrington is. 'Accidentally fell'? Do you really think your messy work will fool anyone?" "How hard is rebar? Does it just snap? And land perfectly on a kid? You can lie to others, but don't lie to yourself!" Mom and Dad panicked. They rushed into my room. Each slapped me across the face. "I knew we couldn't count on you! Useless thing! Keep your mouth shut! If you ruin your sister's good fortune, I'll break your legs!" "Remember, this was an accident! Your sister kindly saved the Harrington boy! It's only right that the Harringtons pay us! It'd be heartless if they didn't!" I held my face, laughing at their shamelessness. "So making money honestly makes me useless? Not joining her in blackmail makes me a waste?" "I'd rather starve to death than make money against my conscience!" Dad was enraged. He picked up the broken ashtray and smashed it on my head again. "Your conscience? What good is it! By the time you make money, your mom and I won't even be able to afford a grave!" "You're useless and you dare criticize your sister? Look at yourself! Worthless!" "If I knew it would be like this, I would've married you off for dowry money long ago!" The infection in my wound burned hot. But my heart was freezing cold. "I'm your daughter, not a product to be sold! If you hated me so much, why didn't you stop at Jessica?" A flash of panic crossed their eyes. Before they could explode, Jessica spoke up smugly: "Ignore her. Born poor, stay poor. At the hospital, she was begging for a receptionist job at my future company. What good words can come out of a loser like her?" "The way Mr. Harrington looked at me today was special. His wife died years ago. Maybe he'll call me in a couple of days. If he takes a liking to me, we'll get way more than five million!" Mom and Dad laughed until they cried. Praising Jessica for being so capable. Only I knew that Julian's look today was pure suspicion. Scheming against the Harringtons? She wouldn't survive even with nine lives! They treated Jessica like a queen. Brought out the expensive supplements they'd been saving and gave them to her. Didn't even look at me. I ignored them too. Priority one: cut ties and survive. I took the opportunity to insult their greedy, sinful faces. Predictably, they exploded. They told me to get out. Dad grabbed the family register, ripped out the page with my name, and threw it at me. "Get out! Get out now! I don't have such a useless daughter!" Mom looked at me with disappointment and disgust. Jessica stared at her phone, waiting for Julian's message. Without looking up, she sneered: "I was going to give you a job when I opened my company. Since you think you're so high and mighty, get lost. Don't come crawling back when you get laid off." Goal achieved. I smiled and picked up the page from the floor. "One day you'll realize the Harringtons aren't simple." "Dare to scheme against him? We'll see who ends up begging on their knees." I left the house and went to a pharmacy to treat my wound. The clerk looked at my bloody head with concern and urged me to go to the hospital. 4 But before I could leave the pharmacy, I collapsed from the infection. When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. Two nurses were chatting nearby, not noticing I was awake. "Did you hear? The VIP downstairs is the Harrington grandson! Hurt pretty bad. Mr. Harrington is going crazy! Flew in specialists from abroad overnight!" "How does a kid get hurt like that? Corporate rivalry?" "Who knows. Mr. Harrington's wife died early, that kid is his life. Whoever targeted the kid must have a death wish! He's still not out of the woods!" "Are those bodyguards outside here to..." "Shh! Don't talk about it! Those guys look like mercenaries. Let's not get involved!" They finished changing the IV and left. I felt a chill run down my spine. The Harringtons were definitely not simple. Jessica was done for. I struggled up to check myself out. But I bumped into Julian's assistant paying bills. He looked frantic. Asking everyone in the hallway for their blood type. Saying the kid's wound was infected, massive blood loss, the blood bank was empty. I hesitated for two seconds, then gritted my teeth and followed him. Consider it atonement for Jessica's sins. The situation was critical. The Harringtons bypassed all procedures. No paperwork, straight to transfusion and surgery. After the surgery, hearing the child was out of danger, I pulled out the IV and fled the hospital. I left no information. After getting discharged, I rented a room immediately. My salary was low, so I could only afford a place in the suburbs. The apartment happened to be right next to the construction site where the accident happened. Through the window, I saw the site was shut down, cordoned off with caution tape. A group of workers were being questioned inside. Leading the interrogation was Julian Harrington. Terrified of being discovered, I hid in my rental, afraid to go out. Jessica was the opposite. She hung around the hospital entrance every day. Hoping Julian would pass by and recognize her as the "Good Samaritan." But three days passed, and no one approached her. She got impatient. She went directly to the ward. Claiming she was worried about the child. Her actions got her noticed by Julian's people. The assistant recognized her too. After hearing the child talk about the "nice big sister" who saved him... They thanked her profusely. Promising to visit her home personally once the child was discharged. This scene was filmed by someone Jessica hired and posted online. That day, the news of Jessica saving the Harrington heir went viral. She went from nobody to internet celebrity overnight. People trying to get to the Harringtons broke down our door. Everyone thanked her on Julian's behalf. Saying she saved a life and a family. She was voted "Most Beautiful Face." Banners and plaques flooded the house. Riding the wave, Jessica released a video. Saying she didn't want a reward, that she would have saved any child. Her righteous speech cemented her image as a saint. The internet was flooded with praise. I panicked completely. I moved my household registration out that very night. When I went back to pack, my parents' chins were so high they could see their own brains.
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