The Pawn They Raised Poor

Summary

On New Year’s Eve, the year I got into university, my parents’ gift to me was to reveal our family held billions in assets.

For the first time in fifteen years, I stepped out of that cramped, thirty-five square meter rental apartment.

Gazing at the opulent mansion before me, I asked, “Why did you lie to me?”

My mother, her arm around a girl who looked seventy percent like me, her face beaming with pride, said, “This is your sister, Cindy. When we found her, she was deeply infatuated, ready to die for some penniless boy.”