Chapter 6 Showing Her True Colors

"Wendy, did you tell them I was the maid's daughter?"

The girls immediately stopped whispering and looked between Wendy and me in confusion.

Wendy's face stiffened. She bit her lip and said awkwardly, "This is my sister. She was only recently reunited with our family."

"How come you've never mentioned having a sister before?"

"Yeah, and she doesn't look anything like you."

Wendy opened her mouth, clearly searching for an excuse, but nothing came out.

"Because Wendy is the Sutton family's adopted daughter," I said calmly. "We were switched at birth, so of course we don't look alike."

If Wendy would not tell the truth, then I would do it for her.

She wanted to keep clinging to her identity as the Sutton family's beloved heiress. There was no way I was going to let that happen.

A flash of resentment crossed Wendy's eyes. The color drained from her face, but in order to maintain her graceful image, she could only nod.

The girls were not fools. They were exactly the type who adjusted their attitudes based on someone's status.

Seeing the usually arrogant Wendy acting meek and frightened in front of me, they immediately realized her position in the Sutton family wasn't nearly as secure as she claimed.

At once, mocking smiles appeared on their faces.

"So, you're adopted, Wendy? Then, where are your real parents? What do they do?"

Wendy's biological parents had long since been sent to prison for abusing their daughter and deliberately switching the babies. They had received three-year sentences.

Naturally, there was no way Wendy would reveal that information. She could only shake her head and mumble that she did not know.

I watched her stammering and shifted slightly as if I were about to speak.

The moment Wendy noticed, panic flashed across her face. She hurriedly grabbed my arm and dragged me to the rooftop of the school building.

The rooftop door slammed shut behind us.

"Can you please just leave me alone?" Wendy's voice trembled. "What did I ever do to deserve this humiliation?"

I idly twirled a strand of hair around my finger.

"What did you do wrong? You spent more than a decade living my life. You enjoyed everything that should have been mine and still refuse to give it up. You constantly slander me and put me down in front of Mom and Dad."

Wendy's expression stiffened.

"But none of that was my fault," she argued desperately. "If you're angry, you should blame the people who raised you. Why are you taking it out on me? I didn't know anything. Aren't I innocent, too?"

Tears streamed down her face as her voice shook. She lowered herself, acting pitiful and vulnerable, trying to convince me she was an innocent victim.

Maybe the me from my previous life would have fallen for it, but not anymore.

"What?" I said with a laugh. "Are you afraid I'll tell everyone your biological parents are in prison? Wendy, they're your real parents. Isn't it a little heartless to pretend they have nothing to do with you?"

I stepped onto the rooftop ledge and looked down at her from above.

"If you want me to keep quiet, that's easy." I smiled. "Kneel and beg me."

Humiliation flooded Wendy's face. She had been pampered her entire life. No one had ever dared speak to her this way, much less humiliate her openly.

Her body trembled. Slowly, reluctantly, she began lowering herself to her knees, wearing the expression of someone heading to an execution.

Then, I laughed. "Or there's another option."

I spread my arms slightly. "I'm standing right here. You could push me off the roof. If I die, I won't be able to tell anyone anything."

Wendy froze. As she kneeled there, her face twisted with shame and resentment. Her head was lowered, but I clearly saw the hatred and struggle flashing through her eyes.

The next second, she stood up. Step by step, she walked toward me. Then, she reached out her hands. "Anya," she hissed, her face contorted with malice, "you brought this on yourself."

Looking at Wendy's twisted expression, I smiled.

So, she was not invincible after all. In this life, it had taken almost no effort to make her reveal her true nature.