After being reborn, the true heiress stopped holding back.
Language: en
At the family banquet, my mother ordered the guards to drag me to the center of the hall. “She’s a fraud,” she said calmly. “Strip her of any claim to this family and apologize to your sister.” My brothers stood beside her, watching as my adopted cousin wore my gown, took my seat, and accepted the congratulations meant for me. They accused me of stealing her identity, her engagement, even her place in this family. In my past life, I was cast out as a disgrace that night and died alone. This time, as their voices rose in accusation again, I smiled. They didn’t know—I remembered everything. …