Chapter 3The Eighth Heiress

I had a dream.

The me in the dream was young, fierce, and couldn't bear the slightest injustice.

Every time I was framed by Mia, I defended myself hoarsely.

Quarreling, jumping off buildings, slitting wrists, running away from home. I used all extreme methods to prove myself.

Over time, under the gradually disappointed gazes of my family, I became a "madwoman."

The last time, Ethan spoke harshly to me: "If you act up again, get out of the Sterling family forever!"

I froze for a long time, then recklessly rushed into the midnight snowstorm.

The last memory was the blinding halo of headlights and the dull thud of my body hitting the ground.

When I woke up again, with an empty brain, I agreed to bind with the System.

I wandered for a long time. When the first pair of wealthy parents recognized me and brought me home, I was full of joy, thinking I had finally found a home.

But I didn't expect that closely following were the second pair, the third pair...

By the fifth pair, looking at the wealthy parents who were like Russian nesting dolls, I completely stopped laughing.

When the seventh pair of wealthy parents brought me home, I was already on the verge of breaking down.

At this time, not only could I recite the physical and mental abuse script of the true wealthy heiress backward.

I even had a bit of a stress reaction just hearing the word "wealthy."

This was the eighth time.

The current me couldn't muster half a bit of interest in the love of these wealthy family members.

I just wanted to quickly take the hundred-million-dollar compensation fund, fake my death, and escape far, far away from all these people.

I was awakened by Ethan's voice:

"Mom, Dad! Yes, Mia exaggerated her old illness relapse this time, but wasn't that also because she was scared?"

"Think about it, how did Chloe treat her in the past!"

His voice paused, then lowered a few degrees:

"Back then, weren't you also afraid Mia would suffer grievances, so you deliberately bought off those seven families with similar situations, letting them take Chloe back first and pretend to be her parents, so Mia could have more time to adapt?"

"Besides, how could Chloe completely change her nature just by losing her memory? Anyway, I don't believe it."

"If you ask me, she just mingled outside for seven years, got smart, and her acting skills went up a level..."

"Enough!"

Dad severely shouted him down.

Followed by a long silence.

I sat on the bed, picking at the bandages on my neck, my ears buzzing.

That sentence echoed repeatedly in my mind: bought off seven families.

The System's voice jumped up in my mind at the same time:

"I told you something was wrong! How could I find the wrong target time after time! Making you do a task that should have taken one try seven times!"

"I thought the main system was too garbage, after all that, it turns out they were the ones playing tricks!"

"But fortunately you had the foresight. Holding the hundred-million-dollar compensation fund, you've already prepared a new identity in another world. You can leave this world at any time."

Before it finished speaking, I had already rolled out of bed.

"Wait, Host, why is your face so ugly? What are you looking for..."

I was concise: "Looking for a knife."