Chapter 2Reborn as the Hidden Heiress-From Outcast to Adored

According to Chloe, my birth parents were just farmers. Because they were poor, they switched me with her right after we were born, which led to my adoptive parents taking the wrong baby home, while she was sent to an orphanage.

I was dumbfounded, thinking to myself that it wouldn't be a proper novel if it wasn't this ridiculously dramatic. But based on my years of reading experience, there had to be more to the story. Who knows, maybe there'd be a huge plot twist later?

Besides, since I'd already transmigrated into a novel, living on a farm didn't sound so bad!

So I waited patiently. My adoptive mother worked quickly, and within a few hours, my birth parents had arrived.

Without wasting a moment, she packed up my more valuable belongings and threw me out along with them. "Your parents are waiting outside. You can go now." She slammed the door shut without even looking at me.

No wonder they say women change their minds quickly. Just this morning, she was still the image of a gentle, loving mother.

I smiled wryly, picked up my things, and headed out.

Well, it's money after all. Might as well take it.

Outside the main gate, in front of a Bentley, stood a man who looked like a bodyguard. Next to him was an anxious-looking wealthy woman who rushed up to me as soon as she saw me. "Aria! Are you Aria?"

I nodded, "You are...?"

"I'm your mom!" She wiped away tears and hugged me tightly. "Have you been living here all this time? You must have suffered so much all these years!"

I paused and glanced back at the mansion behind me.

Umm...

"What's all this junk you're carrying? Were they mean to you? They didn't even come out to see you off!"

This mom was something else. She really despised the stuff, huh?

On the way, my birth mother acted just like my adoptive mother when she first found her daughter. She told me about the mix-up at the hospital years ago that had made it impossible for them to find me, and promised to make it up to me from now on.

I thought to myself that I might have hit the jackpot again.

When I saw the castle-like estate, I finally understood why she thought I'd been suffering out there.

A line of servants and butlers stood at attention, all chorusing, "Welcome home, young miss!"

My birth mom explained that although they were farmers, they owned modern, high-tech farms and were extremely wealthy landowners.

We had barely sat down when a deep, urgent male voice came from outside, "Where's my daughter? Where is she?"

My birth father was incredibly well-preserved, tall and handsome, not looking old at all.

After a round of emotional reunions, my mom told me, "The good news came so suddenly today. Your brothers are already on their way back home."