The Fake Heiress

One day, a luxury car parked at the entrance of the slum where I lived. Two wealthy couples got out of the car and told me that I was their daughter. When I was three years old, I accidentally got lost and was later adopted by someone else. It wasn't until now that they found me.

They sent me back to their mountain top villa in a luxury car and there was another exquisitely dressed girl at home. That girl glared at me angrily, wishing she could cut me into countless pieces in the next second. She turned to look at her parents. Her eyes filled with tears as if she was about to cry the next second. She tried to push me down the stairs in order to snatch my position. Just before she was about to punch me down, I grabbed her and we were both falling down the stairs. We were both taken to the hospital.

At this time, my family checked the surveillance and found out that it was a fake heiress who pushed me down the stairs. The family lost trust in her and she was ruined and kicked out of the family. She knelt at the door begging for mercy. I told her that this was just a small part of what I had experienced. I would make you repay me a thousand times in the future.

In the end, my parents still kicked her out of the family. I gradually became closer to my parents and lived happy together and becoming a family with billions of dollars. A real heirloom.