Chapter 1

"Today is the day the Waltons come to take me home. What should I do? In this life, I absolutely can't go back," Yara Campbell muttered in a daze.

Suddenly, she looked at me and shoved an emerald pendant into my hand. "Lexie, you'll help me, right? Go in my place!"

I looked at the bread that had fallen to the floor, picked it up without hesitation, and kept eating. She stepped back, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

At that moment, lines of floating comments appeared before me.

"Lexie James still doesn't know that Yara has just been reborn, right? In her last life, Yara obediently returned to her wealthy family, but her parents barely cared about her. Instead, they doted on Sarah Walton, the impostor heiress they had groomed as their successor since childhood."

"Back then, Yara dumped Joseph Sawyer just to reclaim her place in the rich family. Years later, he ruined the entire household and dragged her into a twisted relationship."

"Now that she's been reborn, we get to watch sweet, delicate Yara living in a tiny rental with the rough Joseph. Being broke with nothing but love is apparently romantic."

I stared blankly at the words drifting in front of me, quickly locking onto one phrase—the rich family. It meant that I could have whatever food I wanted.

I grabbed Yara's hands excitedly. "I'll do it."

A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes. However, the Walton family's motorcade had already arrived, and she pushed me forward without hesitation.

Rows of luxury cars stretched out before me, far more extravagant than anything I had ever seen on TV. It felt like fate had finally decided to give me a good life.

Yara pinched my arm and said with disdain, "Look at you. How pathetic and pitiful. The Walton family is all money and no love. They're like lunatics who only know how to force you to spend money."

Tears streamed down my face as pure joy flooded my chest. What a rare problem to have! I would gladly let someone force me to spend money.

Raymond Walton and his wife, Grace Robinson, had just stepped out of the car. When they saw the emerald pendant in my hand, they gently wiped away my tears. As Grace pulled me into her arms, I felt the cool touch of the priceless jewelry around her neck and wrist against my skin.

She took a card from her bag. "You've suffered all these years. There's ten million dollars on this card. Don't come home until you've spent it."

Raymond handed me a stack of transfer agreements. "These villas and cars are all yours. Do whatever you want from now on. I have more than enough money to support you. You don't have to work if you don't want to."

I took it all with delight, unable to stop my tears.

"I'm so jealous. When will my parents ever treat me like that?"

"Didn't you notice they don't even want her to work? They favor Sarah and pour all their resources into her."

"Just wait. When Lexie runs into that cunning Sarah, she'll learn her lesson."

Yara leaned in with a smile. "I'm guessing you're scared out of your mind. Even if you wanted to turn back, it's far too late."

I thanked her sincerely, then followed my parents into the limousine. The car was stacked with premium snacks, and I shoved handful after handful into my mouth.

"Lexie has no class at all. Back then, Yara didn't eat a single bite for appearances, and yet the Waltons still compared her to Sarah."

By the time I had eaten 30 pastries, Grace couldn't hide her distaste any longer. She stared at me. "Lexie, a young lady shouldn't eat so sloppily. You didn't grow up with me, and you're so different from Sarah."

The floating comments waited eagerly for me to make a fool of myself.

I pinched my thigh and forced out tears. "Mom, I haven't eaten for three days. I was too hungry to hold back. I'll learn properly from Sarah in the future. Please don't send me away."

Tears welled in Raymond's eyes. He pressed a hand to my head, trying to hide his unease. "You've had a hard time. Nobody in the Walton family can kick you out."

Guilt flashed across Grace's face as she removed the emerald bracelet from her wrist and placed it on mine.

"That bracelet is Grace's wedding fit. In the previous life, Yara tried everything but never managed to get it."

"Lexie really has no shame, unlike Yara, who would never accept anything handed to her."

Yara and I had grown up in the same orphanage. She was refined and elegant, while I was lazy and gluttonous.

I could not turn down money over dignity.