The Billionaire’s Daughter in a Doomed Family

The moment I walked into the living room, I was nearly blinded.Four oversized “light bulbs” seemed to glow in unison, flashing red and green.When they saw me, the only green “light bulb” walked over.“Did we wake you?”I squinted, and only then did I make out the figure behind the glare.It was my unlucky brother.He didn’t seem to realize just how green he looked.“Are you all heading out?”I hesitated as I looked at the large suitcases in the living room.The “light bulbs” exchanged glances. After a long pause, they finally answered:“Sharon Shaw is moving out.”“She can’t move!”The words slipped out before I could stop them.In the dream, after Sharon moved out of the Shaw family, her relationship with the male lead grew closer. They fell into a relationship, but his mother interfered, forcing Sharon to go abroad. That was what led to the whole “stand-in lover” storyline later.Cutting off the story at its root was the best way to avoid the Shaw family’s tragic ending.“I just

At lunchtime, I watched my brother bury himself in work and firmly dragged him to the cafeteria.The plot in my dream was already halfway through; I couldn’t afford to slack off now.Sure enough, just as he was introducing the dishes, I caught sight of someone out of the corner of my eye, stumbling toward us.I had meant to pull him out of the way but noticing that the food in her hands wasn’t steaming, another idea crossed my mind.Before she could fall, I reached out to steady her. She didn’t hit the ground, but the entire tray tipped over onto my clothes.“Why is it you again? Didn’t I tell you to be more careful?”My brother snapped at her while trying to wipe the stains off me.Sarah froze, clearly startled, looking at us helplessly.“Hey, you’re scaring her.”I shot my brother a look, then turned to Sarah.“I know you didn’t mean it. Just be more careful next time, alright?”“I’m sorry. Are you okay? I’ll pay for the damages.”Sarah spoke awkwardly.I was about to respond, but my

At the rest of the banquet, Sarah was distracted, missing several notes.My sister, a trained pianist, finally couldn’t take it anymore. She replaced her at the piano and played a few pieces herself, earning a full round of applause.Sarah stood off to the side, watching, looking more and more like she’d lost her soul.“The way she plays… doesn’t it look a lot like me?”She suddenly asked from beside me.I didn’t turn around.“My sister is better than you. She was personally selected by a master as a promising candidate for the Chopin Competition.”With talent like hers, she should have had a brilliant future, yet in the dream, her hands were ruined, and she could never play again.Thinking of the way her eyes lit up whenever she talked about piano, I felt my disgust for Justin deepen.Watching Sarah leave in a daze, I decided it was time to push things further.“Hey, come take a walk with me. I’m getting bored.”I took my sister’s hand and led her toward the pool.If I remembered corr

“Sarah, you’re carrying my child. Where do you think you’re going?”The door slammed open as Justin stormed in.He looked at me.“Celeste Shaw. First your sister, now Sarah. I knew it. You’re a vicious woman.”I let out a cold laugh.If I could actually break them apart, I’d be earning myself sainthood and he still had the nerve to call me vicious?“Oh? Which part did I get wrong?“Aren’t you the one thinking of one woman, keeping another by your side, and flirting with a whole lineup on the outside?“How does someone get this filthy and still lack any self-awareness?”“You should watch your mouth.”His voice dropped, dark and threatening, exactly like in the dream, when he had someone run my brother over.Rage surged. I grabbed the vase from the table and smashed it over his head.Justin froze for a split second until blood ran into his eyes.“Celeste Shaw, just you wait!”Held back by security, he roared at me.My heart skipped, but I forced myself to hold his gaze.“Maybe you shoul

While Justin was busy dealing with the mess at SummitCore, he was taken away by the police once again.But this time, he wasn’t getting out.SummitCore had only ever been a decoy we threw out. If it managed to cost him a fortune, all the better, but its real purpose was to draw his attention.While he was tied up with it, we tracked down his collaborators—a group of desperate criminals.From what Sarah recalled, Justin never avoided taking calls about work or his affairs in front of her. But no matter how closely he kept an eye on her, there was always a fixed time when he would avoid her and take a video call.Following that lead, we found a way to tap his phone and uncovered evidence of his contact with those criminals, then reported it to the police.Once arrested, a group like that had no reason to protect him; they were eager to reduce their sentences. Just like that, Justin’s repeated hiring of hitmen, resulting in deaths and serious injuries, was dragged into the open.I wasn’