Chapter 2My Sister Stole the Janitor's Family, So I Took the Billionaire's Empire

In our past life, Maya plotted and schemed to be adopted by the Sterlings, becoming Maya Sterling.

She thought a life of luxury and princess-like pampering awaited her.

Not to mention having Ashton, the prince of Chicago, as her older brother.

To her, the wealthy heir and the adopted sister was a classic romance trope. Living under the same roof, she figured it would be incredibly easy to spark a forbidden romance.

But Maya never expected that Ashton wouldn't show an ounce of brotherly affection. Instead, he found her absolutely repulsive.

"I despise social climbers more than anything in this world," he had told her. "Don't think I can't see right through you. You manipulative little gold digger, the only thing you want is our family's money."

At home, Ashton tormented her.

At school, he led a gang of lackeys to brutally bully her.

Even when Mr. and Mrs. Sterling found out, they only offered half-hearted scoldings. They had no real love for Maya. The only reason they adopted her was because a celebrity psychic told Mr. Sterling that adopting a daughter would bring him a decade of explosive financial luck.

Between an adopted daughter and their biological son, the Sterlings naturally favored their own blood.

While Ashton bullied Maya, he treated me—the girl adopted by the Millers—incredibly well.

He watched me accept financial aid, ace every exam to become the top of the class, study all day, and help my mom scrub floors at night. I lived an exhausting life, but I never complained.

"Harper Miller. This girl... she's actually pretty interesting."

Just like a movie, the rebellious, arrogant rich boy fell in love with the unyielding, resilient poor girl.

Later on, the Sterling parents passed away in an accident. When the inheritance was divided, Ashton and his legal team ruthlessly maneuvered Maya out of the estate. She was left with absolutely nothing.

A few months later, Ashton married me.

At our wedding, he publicly declared, "Harper, from now on, everything I own is yours."

Unfortunately, I never got to enjoy a dime of Ashton's wealth.

A few days later, driven insane by jealousy and despair, Maya ran me over with her car.

Reborn into this life, my sister didn't hesitate to choose the Millers.

To her, even though they didn't have billions, they lacked the toxic scheming of the rich. She believed she could enjoy the pure, unconditional love of a warm, happy family.

She believed her new background would make the wealthy heir pity and protect her, ultimately leading to a fairy-tale wedding of the century.

She smiled at me smugly.

"Sister, this time, it's my turn to play the female lead."

"It's about time you tasted everything I suffered through."