Turning the Fake Heiress' Manipulative Tricks on Her のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

I could practically taste how smug Ruth Stark felt as she ran her thumb over the gift box stamped with Frost Group's logo. She still put on an act, though."Jemima, don't take this to heart. Honestly… I've always thought this engagement should've been yours. After all, you're Mom and Dad's biological daughter. It's just that I've been in this circle for so long that Mr. Frost assumes I'm the real heiress… If you're upset, why don't I give you this gift instead?"I almost laughed out loud at her fake concern. Was she talking about Mason Frost, that devil of a man? Sure, he was the man people called Jarvon's prince, but everyone also knew he was obsessively perfectionistic to the point of being sick in the head. He could make someone redo a presentation three times over a single punctuation mark.Since Ruth was so eager to walk right into a hellhole, why would I ever stop her?I waved a hand, barely holding back my laughter. "Oh, I don't mind in the slightest. Go ahead and take it,

I secretly rolled my eyes so hard they almost hit the ceiling. Zero people were trying to steal anything from Ruth, okay? Zero.Since Micah wanted to come at me without any warning, I wasn't about to sit there and take it.My tears came on command. I covered my face and burst into sobs, acting even more pitiful than Ruth had. "Micah, I may have grown up in the countryside with a poor family, but my adoptive mom always taught me that a peaceful family is the key to everything."Ruth's face turned purple when she fell down the stairs! I was terrified she wouldn't make it, so I did first aid. How can you say I hit her? If you really think I did it on purpose, then I'll pay her back with my life!"As soon as I finished, I scrambled up and lunged straight toward the wall."Jemima! That's not what your brother meant!"My little act scared Mom and Dad half to death. They rushed over to stop me. At the same time, my words stirred their guilt back up. They turned and glared at Micah."Ho

Micah and Ruth were so engrossed in acting out their own script that they didn't hear the mockery in Mrs. Frost's tone at all."Mrs. Frost, look at this gown! Our family spent six months begging an embroidery expert for this one-of-a-kind piece!" Micah pointed at the pile of shredded fabric, declaring in outrage, "We wanted to surprise you with it, but this brat destroyed it!"Ruth sobbed, covering her face as she cried, "It's true, Mrs. Frost… Jemima just can't stand to see me doing well. She even said that she would stop me from meeting you, even if it took destroying the gift to achieve that…"Mrs. Frost took off her sunglasses, swept an amused look over me, and asked, "Oh? Is that so?"I immediately dropped to my knees in a perfect slide, the kind that looked like I'd practiced it countless times. I went down on one knee and held the scissors up high in both hands like an offering. My face was full of devotion, and my voice was loud and shamelessly flattering."Your Majesty—uh

Mr. Wendell sent back a lewd emoji.Ruth locked her phone, looking disgusted. Then, she took a deep breath, switched to a pitiful, doe-eyed expression, and walked out with two glasses of red wine."Jemima…" She stopped in front of me, tears already rolling down her cheeks, looking every bit the remorseful sinner. "I'm sorry, Jemima. I totally lost my mind just now. I never should've tried to pin the blame on you like that."I know I messed up, so I brought you this glass of wine to apologize. I hope you can forgive me so we can still get along well from now on."As she spoke, she tilted her head back and drained one glass of wine. She held the other one out to me.When I didn't move, her eyes reddened. She looked like she was about to cry again. "Jemima, why aren't you drinking? Is it because you won't forgive me? I know I was wrong. If you don't drink this, it means you're still mad at me. I'll have no choice but to get on my knees and beg you…"People around us started whisperi

With a loud thwack, the baseball bat came down hard across Micah's back. He howled in pain, nearly rolling right off the chair.Ruth shrieked and dove for cover, throwing her arms over her head. In an instant, the study turned into a disaster zone with papers flying everywhere."Stop! Stop, it's me, Micah! I'm Micah, your brother!" Micah shouted as he dodged me, unable to take the beating anymore.I ignored him and continued swinging the baseball bat with full force, aiming straight for the softest parts of his body. "What nonsense are you spouting? What kind of son sneaks around in the middle of the night to steal his own family's money?"You're a thief, and that's that! How dare you skulk around in the dark and pretend to be my big brother? Take this, you shameless burglar!"I gave him a few more blows. He cried like his world was ending and screamed for help."What's going on? What's happening?"Mom and Dad were jolted awake by the commotion. They rushed over in their pajamas