Chapter 3Petty Real Heiress

At the dining table, which was laden with lavish dishes, Sadie's face fell. She slammed her chopsticks down.

"I don't approve of such extravagance. Do you have any plain bread? I'll have that."

I couldn't help myself. "But there's so much wonderful food here. Why would you eat plain bread? Wouldn't letting all this go to waste be even more wasteful?"

My parents quickly agreed. "There's so much to eat, dear. Please, have some of this."

Sadie looked down her nose at me. "Not everyone is as shamelessly wasteful as a spoiled fake princess like you."

My eyes widened in shock. "Fake princess?"

Sadie stood up, towering over me with moral superiority. "Even though you stole my parents from me, I don't blame you. You can continue to live here. Of course, I don't like drama and just want to focus on my studies. I hope you'll refrain from bothering me."

I blinked and looked at Dan. He looked like he was trying to solve a complex math problem while severely constipated.

Finally, he spoke up. "Sadie, this is your biological sister, Poppy. She's a year older than you. Don't you remember her?"

My parents' faces were also a little strained. Sadie was four when she was lost. It was strange that she wouldn't remember her own sister.

Sadie looked shocked for a second, then her expression smoothed back into one of calm indifference. "I was switched at birth. How could I possibly remember?"

Dan and I just stared at each other.

In the end, Sadie ate a large, dry roll and drank a bowl of cold water. The rest of the family picked at the gourmet feast, the loud slurping of her water making the whole meal incredibly awkward.

We finally survived dinner. But the next morning, when it was time for school, Dan and I were in for a true shock.