The Poverty-Stricken Heiress
Language: en
During the poorest year of our lives, my mom was identified as the long-lost daughter of a billionaire family. I was obsessed with web novels, especially the "Switched at Birth" trope. I often fantasized about the plot: "If only I were the secret heiress, I’d have endless money." I wanted to buy my mom a huge mansion and hire five or six male models to wait on her hand and foot. I never expected it to actually happen. Except, the lost heiress wasn't me. It was my mom. And me? I was just the ordinary, third-generation baggage.