The Lucky Star Kicked Out by the Real Heiress

“I...”“Shut up! I’m not interested in your excuses!”As she spoke, Lily grabbed my hair and tried to force me down to the floor.My knees slammed into the marble floor, and the agonizing pain was so sharp my vision blurred.Mrs. Watson started forward again, but one glare from Lily stopped her cold.“Anyone who dares to stand in my way can pack their bags and get out tomorrow.”The dozen or so housekeepers froze in place, too terrified to move.Lily swung the livestream camera back toward me, making sure it caught every bit of how humiliated I looked.She seized me by the collar, hauled me up off the floor, and forced me to face the camera.“Go on. Tell everyone watching exactly how you spent the last eighteen years taking my place.”I shook my head through tears.“Say it!”She clamped a hand around my jaw and shouted, “And what was that nonsense you were saying before? That you’re some lucky-star reincarnation? That you brought wealth to the Zimmerman family? Fine. Prove it. Let’s se

“"See? Mom and Dad are both on my side. Let's see how you talk your way out of this now!“Everyone watching—today I’m taking back what belongs to me and throwing this liar out of my house for good.“Y-you... don’t come any closer...”I shrank back in fear.She was terrifying.And she hit hard.In all eighteen years of my life, no one had ever treated me like this.“Dad... Mom...”I looked desperately at Dad and Mom, hoping they would say something—anything—for me.But Dad avoided my eyes.Mom turned her face away too.In that instant, my heart went cold.Lily had endured eighteen years of hardship after being lost. Because of that, they felt an eternal debt to her.So they couldn’t bring themselves to stop her.So they let her hit me, humiliate me, and use me as a punching bag for all her rage.But what did Lily’s suffering have to do with me?I had been an infant when I was adopted. I never had a choice.It was Grandpa who brought me home. He said he would give me a family.But in Lil

“An outsider?” Victor looked at her coldly. “Do you have any idea who this family owes its fortune to?”“I do,” Lily shot back through clenched teeth. “I saw all the garbage people were posting online. Lucky-star reincarnation, crying and the stock drops—it’s all ridiculous superstition. Every one of you has been fooled by this fake.”“Superstition?” Victor let out a humorless laugh. “Then let me tell you something. The year I adopted Charlotte, I had barely enough money in my pocket to buy a piece of bread.”“In ten years, Zimmerman Group went from nothing to a trillion-dollar empire. Now tell me, what do you call that? Luck?”“That was your ability,” Lily said stubbornly, chin lifted.“My ability?” Victor sneered. “I spent half my life failing in business. I stayed poor for forty years. So why was it that the moment I adopted her, everything changed?“Why did everything go smoothly for eighteen years? Why does the stock drop whenever she cries? Why did the company lose billions in ma

Victor let out a cold laugh.“You think I give a damn about saving face?”He looked at Lily and said, one word at a time,“I’m giving you two choices. First, you turn yourself in and confess to intentional assault. Whatever sentence the court gives you, you accept it.“Second”—his voice dropped even colder—“I have Zimmerman Group’s legal team personally see to it that you’re prosecuted. Criminal charges, civil damages, the works. I guarantee you will rot in prison forever.”The color drained completely from Lily’s face.She hadn’t expected the old man to be this ruthless.“I don’t believe you,” she said through clenched teeth. “I’m your real granddaughter. You wouldn’t do this to me.”“You think I’m bluffing?” Victor looked toward the butler. “Wilson, call legal and tell them to—”“Wait!”Angela lunged forward, sobbing as she threw her arms around Victor's legs.“Dad, please! Please spare her this once! Lily just came home. She’s young, she doesn’t understand what she’s doing. She’s ou

But the way they had stood by and done nothing that day really had chilled me to the bone.Grandpa seemed to see the hesitation in my eyes, and he let out a soft sigh.“My little lucky star, you don’t need to rush to forgive them. What they did that day was inexcusable. Focus on healing. Don’t worry about them.”Then he turned and waved dismissively at Dad and Mom.“Out. Don’t stand around here getting in the way.”They looked almost relieved as they hurried from the room.Silence settled over the suite.Grandpa sat beside my bed, still holding my hand, and suddenly his eyes turned red again.“My little lucky star... I almost lost you.”I looked at his graying hair and the deep lines at the corners of his eyes, and something inside me ached.“Grandpa, I’m okay. My leg was broken, that’s all. Once the bone heals, I’ll be fine.”“Okay?” Grandpa's voice caught. “Do you have any idea how close you came to dying? The doctor said the back of your head hit the marble floor, and if it had land