LOGINThe moment Tammy, my adoptive parents’ biological daughter, was found, she began to stage the scene of a ‘real vs fake heiress’ drama. Tammy had cameras installed all over the house. Nowhere was safe, not even in the privacy of the bathroom. When one shorted out during her shower, Tammy landed herself in the hospital. Through tears, she told my parents that I was trying to get rid of her and demanded to call the cops. During a dinner out at the hotel restaurant, Tammy lost her footing and fell into the pool, all the while dragging me down. She cried and accused me of pushing her into the water. Apparently, had she not been smart enough to pull me along the ride, I would’ve gotten her killed. While our parents were away taking care of our hospital bills, Tammy snapped me an intimidating look. “I’m warning you. I’m different from the other heiresses in my position. I won’t put up with your antics. You can’t hide who you really are from Mom and Dad! “I’m going to get you kicked out of this house!” I smirked to myself. The silly girl had no idea that the wealth of the family came from me. She was no heiress once I took my riches away with me.
View MoreTammy spent the night in a holding cell. Since the incident was relatively minor, and John felt bad enough to ask for leniency, Tammy wasn’t in police custody for long. She was released after a formal reprimand. By the time Tammy walked out a free woman, the world had changed. She’d gone from the forbearing heiress to the internet’s punchline—a delusional socialite, a new kind of beggar.John and I were there when Catherine was released from the hospital. At John’s wishes, we called the moving company. The movers shuffled back and forth at the villa entrance, packing John, Catherine, and Tammy’s things into boxes. Truth be told, they didn’t own much. The expensive furniture, décor, and appliances were paid for by me, so these items didn’t belong to them. Tammy returned, looking worn-out and grimy, only to catch the whole thing. She lunged forward to stop the movers. “What are you doing? This is my home. Who told you to move my stuff?” Standing on the second-floor b
Startled, Tammy pointed and snarled at the projector. “Scarlett! You have some nerve to show your face. Hand over the company shares, or I’m filing charges for misappropriation of company assets.“Dad, why are you standing with that outsider? Come back here! This is where you belong!” John looked at his aggressive daughter on the screen, his gaze reflecting his heartache. He took out a stack of papers and faced the camera, his voice raspy but clear. “Everyone, I am Tammy’s father and Scarlett’s adoptive father, John Smyth. “I want to clear the air on a few things for the public.” The bullet chat flooded the live screen. “Surely, the old man is saying this under duress.” “I bet the fake heiress told him what to do!” Ignoring the comments, John raised the first document with shaky hands. “Here’s the registration record of the Smyth Group when it was founded eight years ago. My wife and I were running a food truck at the time, with barely two grand to our name. “Scarl
The ambulance arrived at last. John and I went with Catherine to the hospital. Tammy didn’t come along. She was too busy popping champagne to celebrate at the villa. Basking in the adoration of her followers in the live stream, Tammy was occupied with living the fantasy of the upper crust. At the hospital, Catherine finally regained consciousness after undergoing emergency care. The doctor said that the stress and high blood pressure got to Catherine. Sitting by the bed, John held Catherine’s hand without a word. I stood by the window, my eyes focusing on the moving traffic outside the building. My phone buzzed. It was a call from Adrian. “We have an issue, Ms. Smyth.” Adrian’s hushed tones were barely audible over the noisy background. “Tammy… She brought a group of people to the office. “She announced that she’s the sole heir and new CEO of the company. She’s bossing people around in your office as we speak.” I raised a brow. “Oh? What did she do?” “S-She orde
Just then, things got rowdy outside the door.Tammy led a group to burst into the villa. Some were livestreamers holding up phone rigs, others were so-called independent journalists carrying cameras, along with a few rough-looking, enthusiastic followers. Going live, Tammy held up her phone and screamed, “Hey, fam. Today, we’re exposing this vile woman on air and taking back what’s mine!”The people she brought in didn’t even bother with shoe covers, trampling over the expensive Persian carpet. They shoved their cameras straight into John and Catherine’s tearful faces as they sat on the sofa. “Don’t be scared, Mr. and Mrs. Smyth. Our millions of followers got your back!” “Is the fake heiress threatening you? Just give us a nod, and we’ll get her canceled for good!” John and Catherine had never seen anything like it. Startled pale, they recoiled to the edge of the sofa in tremors. “W-What are you doing? This is trespassing!” John rose unsteadily to stop the intruders. Ta












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