The True Heiress's Ultimate Revenge

I aced the College Entrance Exam, but my mom forced me to give up a kidney.

I was the fake heiress who got swapped at birth. I was only there to be a match for my brother's transplant.

After being reborn, I learned I was the lost daughter of the top family in the capital.

1

I came back to the moment my mom brought her real daughter home from the orphanage.

My mom led the true heiress through the door.

The girl glanced at me, her eyes smug and taunting.

"Hi, I'm Lily Blake," she said.

My mom noticed my silence and thought I was upset.

She hurried over, grabbed my hand, and spoke soothingly. "Chloe, you're my daughter too. Don't worry, I won't play favorites. We're still a family."

I pulled my hand away. "You're the real family."

My mom thought I was jealous and patted my head with a smile.

She took my hand and made it clasp Lily's. "Silly girl, don't say things like that. Chloe, you're the older one. Look out for your sister. Lily, she's your sister. Get close to her."

I stared into Lily's bright, deer-like eyes, and my stomach churned.

I crouched down and threw up.

My mom and Lily looked embarrassed.

"Sorry, couldn't help it."

I straightened up, barely recovered, and saw Lily squat down to vomit too.

I didn't mean to.

It was just a reflex.

2

In my past life, I naively thought I'd gained a sister.

My mom treated me the same as before.

I felt blissful.

I was lost in a dream of family love.

Then my mom dragged me to the hospital to test for a transplant match for my sick brother.

I questioned her. "Isn't Lily his real sister? Wouldn't she be a better match?"

My face stung from a hard slap that left it swollen.

"Your sister suffered for years out there. You got our family's care for free. Now we just need you to test for a match."

Fate was cruel. The match worked.

They forced me into surgery to remove my kidney.

Next door, they celebrated my brother's recovery while I lay awake in pain all night.

One evening, Lily skipped to my bedside and told me. "You think Mom loves you? She kept you around just to give my brother a kidney. She didn't want her real daughter to lose one.

Oh, and she's marrying you off to that creep from the James family. Everyone knows his way with women is the nastiest in our circle. Wonder how long you'll last."

I clutched my wound on the hospital bed, whimpering.

I knew Samuel James, the second son. Women who spent a night with him paled at his name.

But the James family was rich, richer than the Blakes, and the Blake business was broke, desperate for a wealthy marriage alliance.

Before my surgical wound healed, my mom sent me to Samuel's bed.

Within a month, I was tortured to death.

This time, I wouldn't be so naive.

I wouldn't believe in mother-daughter bonds. Let Lily bear it all.

3

She wore a spotless white dress, standing beside my mom, looking innocent.

My mom took her to the car to visit my brother, who was gravely ill in the hospital.

Lily rolled down the window and called out. "Chloe, get in."

She sat in the front, smirking at me.

It was like she was saying I only deserved the back seat while she sat by Mom.

I shook my head with a smile. "You go. I need to study."

In my last life, I never got to take the College Entrance Exam. They sent me to surgery, then to that den of wolves.

This time, I'd get into my dream college.

I'd fulfill my ambitions.

A flicker of displeasure crossed my mom's eyes, but she said nothing more.

I turned and left.

After years here, I realized I had no savings.

She never raised me as her real daughter.

Why would she buy me expensive gifts? Even my birthday money was just a goodnight kiss.

Hah.

I packed my bags.

Luckily, I hadn't wasted my time at that elite school.

I'd made plenty reselBlakeg luxury items my classmates discarded.

It was enough to support myself through college.

Next, I'd escape this bloodsucking Blake family.

3

When Mom and Lily returned, it was already dark.

I was hunched over my desk, studying hard.

Lily saw me and started her sly remarks.

"You're so dedicated, Chloe. Not like me, just hanging out with Mom and brother, keeping them happy. You didn't visit the hospital this time. Zachary really missed you."

Missed me?

He wanted me to be his donor.

Zachary Blake hated me since we were kids. He'd throw blocks at me when I played.

He'd tell me crude jokes and bring his friends to harass me.

He'd warn me not to take a cent from the Blakes.

Hah, him miss me?

I didn't look up.

Mom quietly scolded Lily.

"Don't disturb your sister's studying. She's got the College Entrance Exam this year. She needs to focus."

She closed my bedroom door.

If I hadn't seen her true face in my last life, I'd have thought she cared.

The next day, she was eager to take me to the hospital.

I knew my brother's illness wouldn't last much longer.

None of the hospital's matches worked, so she grew desperate.

Her eyes fixed on me.

I didn't resist and went with her to the hospital. A flash of delight crossed her face.

"Chloe, you're so sensible. I didn't raise you for nothing."

I stayed silent, reading in the car.

Lily didn't come this time.

My mom claimed she wanted quality time with me.

She probably feared Lily's presence would make me refuse the transplant test.

At the hospital, she dragged me to the doctor and said. "This is my daughter, Chloe Blake. Test her for a match with my son."

The doctor glanced at me.

He hesitated. "She's still young. Should we wait? Losing a kidney won't kill her, but it impacts lifespan and health."

My mom screamed. "Just do the test! Why so much nonsense?"

Her elegant facade vanished, startling the doctor.

Realizing she'd been too loud, she softened her tone and spoke to me gently. "Chloe, be good. You want your brother to get better, right? The test doesn't hurt at all."

I met her earnest gaze and said firmly. "I don't want to."

Her smile froze.

I added. "I won't do the test."

She stared at me, her expression dark and terrifying.

Slap! She struck my face hard.

She roared. "You ungrateful girl! How could I have such a heartless daughter, letting your brother die?"

She grabbed my arm, dragging me toward the testing room.

I'd expected this.

I bit her arm hard.

She yelped and let go.

I ran to the crowded lobby, threw myself on the floor, and wailed.

"Murder! She's not my real mom! She's forcing me to donate a kidney for her son! Murder!"

I screamed, drawing a growing crowd.

People pointed at my refined mother.

She had no choice but to take me home.

4

She slammed the door shut when we got back.

She berated me for embarrassing her at the hospital.

When I didn't budge, she played the family card.

"Chloe, I know you're scared, but he's your brother. You grew up together. How can you be so cruel? If you don't save him, he'll die!

If you do the test and save him, we'll take care of you forever. You won't suffer."

She shed a few crocodile tears.

Lily stepped forward, patting Mom's shoulder.

She snapped at me. "Chloe, you're heartless, upsetting Mom like this. It's just a test, not your life. Is it that serious? After years of family love, you can't even do this?"

I smirked, arms crossed, and looked at them.

I shot back. "Why don't you get tested? A real sister's match is more likely, right? I'm an outsider. Even if I match, rejection could kill him."

"You!" Lily pointed at me, speechless with rage.

A glint of malice flickered in my mom's eyes, quickly hidden.

She choked out. "Chloe, if you can't accept it now, we'll talk tomorrow."

I ignored her and returned to my room to study.

The break was almost over, and I didn't want my grades to slip.

The next day, my mom knocked on my door.

She apologized sincerely. "Chloe, I shouldn't have hit you yesterday. Your brother's condition is critical, and I lost my head. Don't blame me."

I looked down, silent.

"Here's a dress for tonight's gala. The James family is hosting at their suburban pool villa. I'll take you along."

I smirked coldly.

She wouldn't stop until she ruined me.

If I wouldn't donate, she'd throw me to the James family to be used.

Fine, I'd play along.

Before leaving, Lily glared at me, her eyes full of resentment.

It was as if she thought I didn't deserve to attend the gala.

I wanted to say, "you want this mess? Take it."

In the car, my mom kept praising Samuel James, saying he was a young, capable leader who ran the family business well.

She said he'd treat me kindly and that she brought me instead of Lily, calling it a rare opportunity.

I couldn't stand it and put on earphones to listen to music.

She wouldn't drop her act before the gala.

At the event, glasses clinked, and Nora James, Samuel's mother, greeted me warmly, trying to get close.

I stepped on her gown when she turned, and as she moved, she fell hard.

Her knee split open, blood gushing.

In my past life, I begged her for help as Samuel tortured me.

She saw my wounds and laughed coldly.

She didn't spare me another glance.

I was locked in a basement, beaten worse by Samuel that night.

He raged. "My mom says I can't even handle a woman. It's your fault I got scolded."

He pinned me to the bed for another round of torment.

If Samuel was the killer, she handed him the knife.

My mom, terrified, rushed to help Nora up.

Angering the James family would doom her struggling business.

She apologized profusely to the scowling Nora. "I'm so sorry, Nora. She's just a kid, naive, overwhelmed by the event. She didn't mean to step on your dress. I apologize for her."

Nora's eyes gleamed like a viper in the shadows, plotting my punishment.

She was mistaken.

I said loudly. "Sorry, Nora, but I stepped on your dress on purpose."

I wasn't just stepping. I'd pour wine too.

Under everyone's gaze, I dumped my red wine over her head.

I laughed freely. "You can't educate your son, so fate will. I'm just giving you a taste of justice."