Whatever. I'm Here to Destroy the Company
Three years after being brought back into the family, my fake heiress sister took my hand warmly and offered her congratulations.
"Abby, I'm so happy for you!" she said. "Mom and Dad are going to announce tonight that they're transferring all their company shares to you—as compensation for missing out on your upbringing all these years."
I pretended to be deeply moved, hugging her tearfully like I was overwhelmed with emotion.
Then came the highlight of the banquet. My parents took the fake heiress by the hand and announced that they were transferring every single share to her. They even publicly declared that they were cutting ties with me.
The fake sister wiped away her crocodile tears and said, "Abby, I know we were switched at birth, but you just can't force Mom and Dad to love you. Please don't blame them…"
My biological mother even jabbed a finger at my nose and snarled, "You ungrateful little brat. Let's make this perfectly clear starting today: stay away from our family!"
The onlookers gave me sympathetic looks, but I nearly burst out laughing.
I couldn't have cared less. After all, I wasn't the original girl who'd spent years craving family affection. I was a gold-tier task agent from the Quick Transmigration Bureau. And my mission? To bring this company down.
Now that they'd concentrated all the shares in the hands of an idiot, driving it into the ground would be easier than ever.