LOGINYvette and I fought over who was the real heiress for two lifetimes. In my first life, my parents were convinced I was their true daughter. They coaxed me into going to the hospital for a blood test. However, when I woke up in the ward, weak from blood loss, I saw their faces twisted with hatred as they strangled me. “You fake! Just die!” “You’re not our child at all!” I could not fight back. In agony, I took my last breath. In my second life, I was certain Yvette was the real heiress. I pretended to be sick to avoid my parents. Still, I saw the news a few days later—Yvette’s body had been found in the wilderness, drained to a husk. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn for the second time. Yvette was shaken with fear, while I was dragging my suitcase. Both of us were staring at each other. I looked at her and smiled. “How about we run away together?”
View MorePublic outrage spread like wildfire. By the next morning, Grant Corporation's shares had plummeted, and countless people had lined up outside the company headquarters with banners, waiting for the Grants to show their faces.Under mounting pressure, the police had no choice but to accelerate the investigation. They quickly transferred the couple to court. When the trial began, the streets around the courthouse were packed, completely blocked with people.The parents who had lost their children shouted at Mr. Grant, calling him a monster, while the insults aimed at Mrs. Grant were even harsher. There were also children who had been orphans from the start and were brutally killed by them. No one remembered their names.I sat in a corner with Yvette, watching the judge announce the verdict. The weight on my chest finally lifted.“Queenie, we did it?” Yvette asked, still dazed, gripping my hand. “Pinch me. I need to know this isn’t a dream.”I gave her a sharp pinch. When she squir
By the time Yvette and I walked out of the police station, she still looked dazed.“Queenie, we both entered the Grant family together, so why do you know so much more than I do?”I gave a faint smile and explained, “Do you remember what I told you the day before the DNA test?”She froze for a few seconds, clearly trying to piece together the hidden meaning behind my words that day.“That day, I went into Mr. Grant’s study and saw a family photo in the corner.”Yvette shot me a confused look.“Just from a photo, you figured all this out?”I nodded, then shook my head. “Of course, I did some digging afterward. But the main thing was, Mr. Grant guarded his study closely. I couldn’t get in without his permission.”As Yvette stared at me wide-eyed, I went on calmly, “So, that night, after everyone fell asleep, I cut the power, picked the lock, and went in. That was when I saw all the evidence. I put everything back, though. I didn’t want to tip them off.”Realization dawned on her
“What?!” Yvette shrieked again, but I ignored her and handed the file over to the police. “Most people might not know this, but Mr. and Mrs. Grant had a son, and he died six years ago.”The lead officer had not even opened the file yet, but a flicker of doubt crossed his face. Mrs. Grant, however, reacted as though a nerve had been struck. She yelled at me, “That’s nonsense! My son isn’t dead! He’s not dead! Don’t you dare say that. My son is alive!”Mr. Grant shook his head frantically. “It’s all fabricated! Officer, she’s just an orphan. What could she possibly know? She lied to get adopted! You can’t believe her!”Unmoved, I continued amid the chaos.“They refused to accept their son’s death. They searched everywhere for cures, slowly losing their sanity. Somewhere along the way, they heard that if they gathered seven girls born at the dead of night on the darkest day and used their blood to cover the body, they could bring their son back to life.“Now, they’re only missing the
Gasping for breath, Yvette burst in with the police. The moment she saw what was happening, she shouted, “Officer! Look! I told you, the president of Grant Corporation is trying to harm his own daughter! Did you see the syringe in his hand?”Mrs. Grant panicked and loosened her grip. I fell to the floor.Freed from my restraints, I dove behind the police and pointed at Mr. Grant.“Officer, please! My dad’s gone insane. He thinks I’m trying to steal the Grant family's fortune, so he wants to kill me!”The syringe clattered to the ground. Mr. Grant’s voice shook as he stammered at the police officer, “N-No, it’s not like that! It’s her, it’s Queenie! She bribed the medical staff and faked the DNA results. That’s why I…”The officers stepped forward and handcuffed both of them.“Anything you need to explain, you’ll do it at the station. We’ll also test the liquid in the syringe.”Mr. and Mrs. Grant yelled in outrage as they were led away to a police car, while Yvette and I climbed






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