The Prodigal Daughter
Language: en
At the family reunion, the fake heiress held my hand with tears in her eyes: "I'm so sorry for taking over your life. Don't worry, all the family assets will be yours from now on." I gripped her hand back and pulled out a document renouncing inheritance rights. "Well then, dear sister, why don't you sign this?" Before she could protest, I threw myself on the ground, thrashing wildly. I pulled my hair, clawed at my neck, screaming and crying as I rolled around. Finally, I started convulsing as if having an epileptic fit, foam bubbling from my mouth. 1 I'm Amelia Carter, the long-lost…