Reborn as the True Heiress: My Turn to Watch You Fall Chapter 1

When I was four, I was finally found by my biological parents and brought to a hillside mansion that looked like a palace. It was my first time being escorted by bodyguards.

The fake heiress, wearing an exquisite tutu dress and a hair clip worth thousands, walked up to me and asked, "Are you the daughter of Mrs. Davis, the cleaning lady?"

She looked so innocent and pure.

Based on the personality my adoptive parents had beaten into me, I should have been terrified and completely overwhelmed by the grand scene.

But... sorry to disappoint. I’ve been reborn.

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I opened my eyes. Outside the car window, the scenery blurred past. Aside from me, curled up tiny on the plush leather seat, there was only a bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses in the driver's seat.

I stared blankly out the window. My eyes held no childlike innocence, only a hint of boredom.

I couldn't understand why a chance at rebirth was given to me, someone with absolutely zero desire to live. Let's see... I tried to recall. In my past life, I think I committed... suicide?

Yeah, I think so!

The car sped along, following the exact trajectory of my past life, heading toward the place that had trapped me forever.

The mansion oozed luxury from every corner; only those at the pinnacle of high society had the right to live here. Inside resided the happiest family of four: a father who was an immensely powerful CEO, a mother who was a beautiful and elegant socialite, a gentle and handsome brother who doted on his sister, and an innocent, obedient younger sister who was the apple of everyone's eye.

The family adored their youngest daughter so much that they couldn't bear to send her to preschool until she was four. Ironically, it was during her admission health checkup that they discovered the shocking truth: the precious jewel they had loved with all their hearts for four years wasn't biologically theirs!

Their true biological daughter had been swapped at birth and had spent the last four years living in a backward, remote fishing village.

Although it was hard to accept, the wealthy parents immediately brought their biological daughter back from the fishing village. What they couldn't foresee was that later on, for the sake of the fake heiress, they would say to this returned daughter: "You are so vicious! I wish you had just died out there!"

The brother, who was always warm and gentle to everything, would shield the fake heiress, glaring warily at his own biological sister, and warn her: "Learn to be forgiving."

The fiancé, arranged since childhood and whom she had barely met, would look at her with eyes full of disgust.

From the moment she was found, everyone thought the fake heiress was better, more obedient, and more pitiful. The true heiress, who seemingly returned to a life of luxury, lived her entire life being compared, despised, and framed.

Desperate for love, destroyed by it.

I felt a warm, wet sensation on my cheeks. Tears.

But I didn't feel a shred of sadness. I tried to jumpstart my dull, numb brain. After a long moment, I could only curse this body for being so dramatic.

I remembered a voice whispering in my ear right before I fell into darkness in my past life: "The protagonist's halo cannot be fought..."

Cannot be fought?

If it can't be fought, then why let me be reborn? Didn't you get enough entertainment watching me act like a pathetic, trapped beast in my past life?

Or did you think my past life wasn't laughable enough?

The car was completely silent. No one gave me an answer.