After my parents divorced, I chose to live with my hardworking and honest community police officer father, while my sister chose to live with our higher-earning influencer mother. After turning eighteen, I became an adult, but my father unfortunately sacrificed his life while saving an elderly man from drowning. Unexpectedly, the rescued elderly man turned out to be the wealthiest man in the country. To express gratitude for my father’s life-saving deed, the billionaire offered ten million dollars as a gift to the family. My sister, who had long since left with our mother, suddenly appeared to claim the ten million. When I tried to argue, my mother berated me, saying I wasn’t their biological child and had no blood relation to my father. Because of my mother’s words, none of our relatives dared to acknowledge me. I ended up homeless and eventually died miserably… When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of my father’s death, when the billionaire was offering the ten million dollars. 1 “Lucy Clark, if you know what’s good for you, get out now!” “You have the audacity to still think about that ten million! Look at yourself—you don’t even qualify for a single penny!” Hearing the sharp scolding, I looked up and met my mother Mia Taylor’s eyes, filled with utter contempt and disgust. But I didn’t care at all, just quietly staring at my father’s memorial portrait. Seeing that I neither left nor responded, my “dear sister” Zora Clark couldn’t help but speak up. Her tone was dripping with mockery: “Lucy, this money is mine. Have some dignity, will you?” Since entering this room, Zora hadn’t spared a single glance at Dad’s photo. All she cared about was the money. Anger surged through my chest. I turned and gave Mia and Zora an ice-cold look, firing back: “You two are the shameless ones! When Dad was alive, you couldn’t care less about him. Now that he’s gone, you come running back to exploit his memory for every last penny. You’re truly despicable!” I straightened my back, not afraid at all, because I had been reborn! In my previous life, my parents had a bad relationship and divorced. I chose to live with my hardworking, honest community police officer father, while my sister Zora followed our higher-earning influencer mother. Dad treated me exceptionally well, and I thought I would continue to be happy, but tragedy struck. On Christmas of my eighteenth year, Dad sacrificed his life saving a drowning elderly man. Surprisingly, the rescued man turned out to be the wealthiest person in the country. To thank my father for saving his life, the billionaire offered ten million dollars as a token of gratitude to the family. My sister Zora, who had long since left with our mother, suddenly stepped forward to claim the ten million. Remembering how Zora used to look down on Dad, only to return now for the money, I was absolutely livid with rage. I argued desperately, not wanting Zora to get the money. But my mother Mia cursed me openly, saying I wasn’t their biological child and had no blood relation to my father. “Lucy was adopted by Noah Clark and me. She has absolutely no right to this ten million!” “Zora is our biological daughter. This money should go to her!” Because of my mother’s words, Zora smoothly took away my father’s death compensation. I ended up homeless, with relatives too afraid to take me in, and eventually died miserably. After my death, my mother and sister squandered the money and, using their status as the family of a national hero, shamelessly profited from his name. Fortunately, I’ve been reborn, returning to the day of my father’s death when the billionaire offered the ten million dollars!
2 My ruthless words left Mia and Zora stunned for several seconds. When they finally came to their senses, their faces instantly turned bright red. Mia secretly glanced at the billionaire sitting on the sofa, noticed his displeased expression, and saw the contemptuous looks from the relatives crowding the doorway to watch the drama. She hurriedly tried to defend herself: “Don’t talk nonsense! Zora was Noah’s most beloved daughter. His compensation should go to Zora, otherwise he wouldn’t rest in peace!” Hearing such shameless words, I almost laughed from anger. I took a deep breath, barely suppressing the urge to slap her twice across the face. Instead of wasting my breath on Mia, I turned to the billionaire sitting on the sofa and said, “Sir, my father and Ms. Zhang divorced years ago, and my sister’s custody went to Ms. Taylor. For years now, they’ve been like strangers to our family. My father’s compensation has nothing to do with either of them.” The billionaire seemed surprised that the situation would escalate so badly over money during a family gathering. He frowned, thought for a moment, then said, “This money is meant for Mr. Clark’s family. In that case, I’ll give it to Mr. Clark’s daughter, Lucy.” As he spoke, he pulled a check from his suit pocket, ready to hand it to me. Before I could reach for it, Mia immediately rushed forward, trying to snatch the check. Fortunately, the billionaire’s bodyguard was quick, blocking Mia with one arm. Afraid I might actually get the money, Mia’s eyes darted around before she shouted at the top of her lungs: “You can’t give the money to Lucy! She’s not Noah’s biological daughter!” The moment Mia’s words left her mouth, gasps and murmurs erupted from the crowd, and the billionaire froze. The onlooking relatives began buzzing with gossip. “What? Lucy isn’t Mr. Clark’s real daughter?!” “That can’t be true. Mr. Clark adored Lucy since she was little. How could she not be his daughter?” “Well, Mr. Clark’s ex-wife herself just said it, so it must be true.” … As the gossip spread, Mia noticed everyone starting to doubt, and shot me a smug glance. Zora chimed in to help: “Lucy doesn’t look anything like me, and my mom never liked her. She can’t possibly be his real daughter!” The billionaire looked up at me, then glanced at Zora and Mia, seemingly comparing our appearances. After a long moment, the billionaire finally spoke: “You two sisters indeed look nothing alike!” As soon as the billionaire finished speaking, I heard Mia and Zora chuckle softly. These two thought they had won, but I wasn’t afraid in the slightest. My composure angered Zora. She glared at me fiercely, desperate to get rid of me: “Lucy, you have no business here anymore. Stop blocking me from collecting my father’s money!” I shot her a cold glare and said, “Huh, just because you say I’m not Dad’s daughter, that makes it true? Maybe you’re the one who isn’t his real daughter!” Zora was left speechless by my retort. She was so angry she wanted to lunge at me, but Mia held her back. Mia didn’t take me seriously at all, thinking I could only talk big. So she snorted dismissively: “Lucy, you really aren’t our biological child. You were an abandoned baby Noah took in!”
3 As she spoke, Mia turned to Aunt Eleanor, hoping to get her support. “Aunt Eleanor, you’re a doctor. You know Noah had type B blood and I have type AB. These two blood types can’t produce a child with type O blood, yet Lucy is type O!” Aunt Eleanor looked at me, then at Mia, and nodded. “Well… if Lucy is type O, then she certainly couldn’t be my brother’s biological daughter.” With Aunt Eleanor’s confirmation, the relatives began chattering among themselves. “What a shame. Noah raised this girl all these years, and she’s not even his own.” “Not being his biological daughter is one thing, but trying to take Noah’s compensation money is just too much!” “Exactly! Noah’s compensation should go to Zora, his real daughter!” Despite what everyone was saying, I stood motionless, showing none of the shame they expected to see on my face. Seeing that I wasn’t “thick-skinned” enough to leave, Mia grew anxious. Her eyes suddenly reddened as she began to sob quietly. “Lucy, Noah was kind enough to take you in. We gave you the gift of a home and family. Now that he’s gone, you can’t just claim what rightfully belongs to his biological daughter! How can you be so heartless?” As she spoke, she looked at my father’s memorial photo and threw herself toward it, crying dramatically. Between sobs, she lamented, “Noah, you should never have brought this ungrateful girl home. Now she’s bullying us—your wife and daughter!” Mia’s performance successfully garnered sympathy from everyone present. After all, in everyone’s eyes, Zora, the biological daughter, was clearly more important than me, the adopted one. Everyone believed Zora was the only true Clark bloodline. Aunt Eleanor and the others immediately urged the billionaire to give the money to Zora. Seeing everyone taking her side, Zora became as proud as a peacock displaying its feathers. She quickly changed her previously arrogant demeanor and approached me with fake sincerity. “Sis, Dad is gone now. Please show some mercy and stop causing trouble at his memorial. If you’re really concerned about the money, I can share a little with you. Just let Dad rest in peace!” With mother and daughter playing their parts perfectly, even the billionaire began to waver, ready to give the money to Zora. Just as he was about to speak, I broke my silence. I scanned everyone in the room and challenged Mia: “What good are your words without proof? Do you have any evidence?” She seemed surprised by my composure, disbelief flashing in her eyes, but she quickly recovered. “Lucy, you’re really stubborn! You want evidence? Of course I have it!” Mia walked into my father’s bedroom and retrieved a small metal box from the cabinet, taking out a piece of paper. In front of everyone, she unfolded the paper and announced loudly, “This is Lucy’s adoption certificate. Here’s your proof!” Mia passed the paper around for everyone to see before it finally reached my hands. The yellowed document was indeed the certificate of my adoption by the Clarks, and it confirmed my blood type as O, just as Mia had claimed. Mia stared at me intently, barely containing her excitement. “Lucy, are you satisfied now? I didn’t want things to get this ugly, but you forced my hand! Stop making a scene in front of Noah!” Just when everyone thought I had nothing more to say, I let out a soft laugh and tore the adoption certificate in half.
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