บททั้งหมดของ My Sister Stole My Second Life: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

Sophia hadn’t been wrong.Adrian’s hostility toward me started even earlier than it had in our first life.On my third day at the new school, several boys cornered me in the girls’ bathroom. One of them grabbed my hair and shoved my face into a sink full of freezing water while the others laughed and cheered.By the time they finally yanked me back up, my chest hurt from holding my breath.I gripped the edge of the sink and coughed, water dripping from my hair and down my face.Adrian stood in front of me, looking down at me.“You wanted into the Blackwood family so badly. Now you’re in. Happy?”In our first life, he had once told me there was nothing he hated more than rich kids who used their family name to bully people.Now he was the one standing there while my face was shoved into a sink.The only difference was that, in our first life, he had decided I was someone worth protecting.This time, he had already decided I was a gold digger who had wormed her way into his family.Then

Emma set the documents on the table.“These are the dance team’s rehearsal records from the past two months.”As class president, she had been responsible for tracking attendance.Out of more than thirty rehearsals, Sophia had shown up twice.Emma looked at her.“You said she cut you from the performance because you couldn’t afford the costume. But you barely came to rehearsal.”Sophia answered immediately.“Sometimes I forgot to sign in.”The dance instructor pulled out her own attendance sheet.“She didn’t forget. My records show the same thing. Sophia missed rehearsals from the beginning, and she didn’t attend any of the final run-throughs. I warned her that if she kept missing practice, she would lose her place.”The reporter compared the two records.“So she was removed because of her attendance, not because of her family’s financial situation?”“Of course. She didn’t even know the full routine. There was no way she could perform.”Sophia bit her lip.“But she still said those thi

The day I went back to school to pick up my graduation documents, I ran into Sophia in the hallway.She was standing beside the lockers, her phone still open to the Blackwood family interview.In the video, Mrs. Blackwood had an arm around my shoulders while Mr. Blackwood sat beside me answering questions from the host.They asked how the Blackwoods had raised a daughter who graduated first in her class and got into Wharton.Mr. Blackwood spent ten minutes talking about education.Mrs. Blackwood even smiled and said,“We always wanted her to have enough freedom to pursue what she truly wanted.”If I didn’t know they barely bothered to ask about my grades, I might have believed them too.At the end of the interview, the three of us took a picture together outside the school.We looked like the perfect family.Sophia stared at me for a long time.“What did you do?”“What?”“Why are they suddenly treating you like this?”Her voice was low, but the anger was impossible to hide.In our firs

After I left the hospital, I stopped asking about Sophia and Adrian.When Emma came to pick me up, she cared about exactly one thing.“Can you still make the investor meeting next week?”I stared at her.“You couldn’t ask about my leg first?”“The doctor said nothing is broken. Two weeks to recover.”“You’re heartless.”“Thank you.”I laughed.This was what I actually needed.Not someone who tried to decide my life for me.Not someone who kept promising to protect me.Someone who understood where I wanted to go and was willing to walk there with me.Our company became profitable in its third year.By the fifth, we were preparing to go public.During those years, I completely separated myself financially from the Blackwoods.I didn’t try to repay every dollar they had spent on my education. They were my adoptive parents. Supporting me had been their responsibility.But every investment Blackwood Capital had made in our company, every business resource I had used, every dollar tied to an