Brain Transplant? 8 Godmothers Strike!

Summary

The day my wealthy biological parents finally took me home, my eight godmothers stood at the gate with tears in their eyes as they watched me leave.

I had barely been back for two days when everything changed.

It was all because I scored one hundred points higher than the fake heir on our final exam mock test.

My own parents took me to an underground black market hospital. They were going to cut out my brain and transplant it into the fake heir.

"You've already taken Braxton's place as the center of the family," my mother said coldly.