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Reborn as the Unwanted DaughterChapter 2 of 4 free

Chapter 2Reborn as the Unwanted Daughter

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Soon enough, Grandma found some "gender-swapping pills" for Mom.

"Even though it's probably a boy, we can't leave it to chance. I spent a fortune on these pills. The seller guaranteed it'll be a boy if you finish the course." Grandma handed the bottle to Mom.

Mom looked at me. I focused on mopping the floor, pretending not to see a thing.

She had no choice but to take them.

"Grandma, I heard pregnancy makes you forgetful. Maybe you should keep the pills and give them to Mom every day. This is about my little brother; we can't risk any mistakes," I suggested.

You love taking them?

Eat up!

Grandma nodded vigorously. "Right, right! Penny is so smart. All that schooling wasn't for nothing."

I gave Grandma a sweet smile.

That night, while Dad was working the night shift, Mom pulled me into the master bedroom.

"Penny, I don't want to take those pills. Look at these news articles, they say those pills are dangerous," she whimpered, showing me her phone.

So she knew.

She knew they were scams, yet in my past life, she told my sister that if I hadn't stopped her, my sister would have been a boy.

I treated her as my closest ally, a fellow victim of this family. I fought her battles, and she sacrificed me without hesitation.

Good. Very good.

I smiled slightly and raised my voice. "Mom, how can you believe the media? They write nonsense all the time!"

I walked out of the room, shouting, "Grandma! Come quick! Mom doesn't want to take the pills!"

Mom couldn't stop me in time. Grandma rushed in hearing my shout.

I shoved the phone in Grandma's face. "Grandma, look! Mom is reading this garbage because she doesn't want to take the pills. She doesn't want a son!"

Grandma was illiterate, but she squinted at the phone anyway.

"Mom, no! It was Penny who told me this! She's always scheming, how would I know about this stuff?" Mom immediately tried to throw me under the bus.

I widened my eyes innocently and pulled out my old Nokia phone, playing the recording I had just made.

The recording stopped right before her accusation. Mom was speechless.