LOGINI was born with a one-track mind—I take everything seriously and do exactly as I'm told. When my adoptive father cursed a rival company, calling them bloodsucking vampires, I immediately went out, bought ten pounds of garlic and a crucifix, and stormed into their CEO's office to perform an exorcism. When my adoptive mother said she was willing to sell a kidney for the sake of the company, I contacted an underground black-market clinic on the spot and asked when they could schedule her surgery. Over time, no one dared joke casually around me anymore. Everyone in the family chose their words with extreme care, terrified I might take them at face value. That is, until the day of the family reunion banquet—when the fake heiress, who refused to leave no matter what, showed up as well. She hooked her arm through my brother's and flashed me a provocative smile. "Arista, Benji dotes on me the most," she said sweetly. "He said if anyone dares to make me unhappy, he'll chop them into pieces and dump them in the river to feed the fish." The banquet hall erupted in laughter. I was the only one whose face went deathly pale. The next second, I kicked my brother, Benji Collins, straight onto the dining table. I grabbed the silver steak knife and pressed it against his throat. "Everyone, stay calm," I announced loudly. "I've already called the police! For publicly advocating premeditated murder, desecration of a corpse, and antisocial personality tendencies… The minimum sentence is the death penalty!"
View MoreThe day of the trial, the courthouse was swarmed with reporters.I walked to the witness stand in black formal attire, as both victim and key witness.On the defendant's bench sat Benji, Carmen, and my adoptive parents, lined up in a row. They wore prison uniforms and handcuffs, their faces etched with exhaustion and despair.The prosecution began presenting evidence.Recording after recording, video after video, diaries, medical reports, tax records—all of it projected onto the big screen. Each piece formed a perfect chain, cementing every one of their crimes.The defense attorney broke into a cold sweat, speechless.When Benji's criminal video played, he lost control."You! You ruined our family! You—bitch!" he roared, lunging toward me, only to be restrained by two bailiffs.The judge struck the gavel and rebuked him."The defendant's outburst in court constitutes contempt and will be considered an aggravating factor during sentencing."When it was Carmen's turn to speak,
Carmen couldn't endure a life of poverty, nor could she swallow her resentment.She contacted her delinquent boyfriend from the streets and planned one last act of revenge. They intended to kidnap me, extort a large sum of money, and then disappear far away.She sent me a text message.[Arista, I was wrong. Can we meet? I want to apologize to you in person. Please, let our family go.]A classic lure.Based on data I had previously recovered, I had already analyzed her behavioral patterns and social circle."Fine. You choose the time and place," I replied.After ending the call, I immediately contacted the undercover officers handling my case and informed them of my plan.On the day of the meeting, I put on a specially made stab‑resistant vest.In my pocket was a micro tracker and recording device, both connected directly to the police backend system.The location was an abandoned factory.The moment I stepped inside, the heavy door behind me slammed shut with a loud clang an
My adoptive father lost his job. The Collins family's financial chain collapsed completely. Not only did they have to cover Benji's exorbitant legal fees, they could no longer afford the extravagant lifestyle they once took for granted.Arguments erupted at home. "This is all your fault! We never should've brought that jinx into this house!" my adoptive mother screamed at my adoptive father in the living room. "Now look at us—the company is gone, and our son is nearly gone too! How did I ever marry such a useless man!"My adoptive father's face was dark. He said nothing.Seeing the family's downfall was inevitable, Carmen began to scheme. Late at night, she tried to run away with the last of the cash and jewelry in the house. She was caught on the spot by my adoptive mother, who had gotten up in the middle of the night."You ungrateful bitch! I raised you for nothing!" my adoptive mother shrieked. "The moment something goes wrong, you try to run?!"She lunged at Carmen like a
My adoptive parents and Carmen uploaded a video online.It was meticulously edited to paint me as a cruel, malicious adopted daughter.The title read: "Raised Through Hardship for Twenty Years, Adopted Daughter Jealous of Biological Daughter, Sends Adoptive Brother to Prison."The video lingered on a close-up of my adoptive mother kneeling on the ground, paired with mournful music.Carmen cried on camera, her face streaked with tears, claiming her illness and implying that I had provoked her brother.The video went viral.My phone blew up. Unknown numbers called and texted relentlessly, filling my inbox.[Die, bitch!][Wicked witch! I hope your whole family dies.][We've found your address. Get ready for a wreath.]An influencer even showed up at my newly rented apartment, live-streaming and hurling rotten eggs at my door.I didn't turn off my phone, and I didn't call the police.I recorded every harassing call, and I took screenshots of every venomous comment and private m






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