Kathy Holman, my only sister, fell head over heels for The Prince of the Capital's Elite Circle at first sight.
Just to create an opportunity, she didn't hesitate to drug him at a banquet.
I didn't stop her at that time. In fact, I even gave her a hand to deliver the drugged drink. To top it off, I thoughtfully booked a luxurious suite to carry out for her plan.
In my previous life, I tried to intervene when I saw her spiking the drink, warning her that the Miles Family wielded so much influence, both in the legal and underground worlds. That means, messing with them would be equal to courting death.
That night, however, Chester Miles ended up spending the night with another woman. By the next day, he was engaged with said woman in a flash announcement.
My sister said nothing out loud about it. On the way home, however, she pushed me off an overpass.
I was killed on the spot, my body crushed under a speeding truck. In my final moments, she screamed at me, accusing me of ruining her chance to marry into a wealthy family.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at the banquet on that fateful day.
This time, I was determined to watch her dig her own grave!
— —
As I watched Chester drink the spiked wine, my sister stood at a distance, her eyes gleaming with scheming satisfaction.
Within two minutes, the drug kicked in. Chester's face flushed unnaturally red. His private bodyguards immediately stepped in, supporting him as they escorted him upstairs.
I gave my sister an "OK" gesture and handed her the room key. I was about to slip away when she grabbed my arm.
She whispered with threatening tone, "Don't think I don't know what's on your mind! You're not going anywhere until the job is done!"
"Stay outside the room and keep watch for me! If Mr. Miles's people show up, you'd better know what to say and what to keep to yourself!"
This time, I didn't stop her. I wanted to see just how far she could go with her schemes.
My sister thought I would try to stop her; it was what I did in my previous life. Instead, this time around, I let go of her hand.
Glancing at the bodyguards who had already taken notice of her from afar, I smiled and said, "Relax, you're my sister. If I don't help you, who else will?"
"When you marry into the Miles Family, just don't forget about this sister of yours, alright?"
In my past life, she was convinced that I had ruined her chance to marry into wealth, blaming me for her failure and my gruesome death.
This time, I won't stop her. I'd even help her every step of the way.
Let's see how far she can push her luck!
Kathy didn't think twice about it. Tossing her head back, she smirked proudly.
"At least you know your place. Once I marry into the Miles Family, I'll get you a driver or a secretary job. That should keep you fed and clothed for the rest of your life!"
"When we get upstairs, keep your mouth shut. If anyone asks, just say you're a server waiting for Mr. Miles's instructions. And if you ruin my plans, you know the consequences!"
Her sharp gaze pierced through me as she grabbed my wrist and dragged me upstairs with her.
The bodyguards stood at the door as my sister made an excuse about delivering water and went inside.
I stayed hidden at the end of the hallway, keeping a close watch.
Not long after, a heavy thud came from the room. Moments later, Kathy was dragged out of the room, unconscious, by a group of men. Five bodyguards, wearing lecherous grins, dragged her into the room next door.
Seeing this, I let out a sigh of relief and clapped my hands, ready to leave.
Suddenly, a heavy blow struck the back of my head. Everything went black and I lost consciousness.
When I came to, my limbs were tied to the bedposts with silk ribbons. In front of me was Chester's sweat-drenched face.
My eyes widened in shock and I opened my mouth to call for help.
Before I could, he silenced me with a kiss, his lips pressing firmly against mine.
"Don't think I don't know there was something wrong with that drink tonight," he said, his voice cold and dangerous.
"Since you delivered it, you can deal with the consequences…"
My cries for help were muffled as the room was filled with heated breaths. I struggled fiercely, using every ounce of strength I had, but it was futile.
Whatever drug Kathy had found worked too well — Chester didn't stop until morning.
When he finally fell asleep, I endured the pain coursing through my body, quietly untying myself and slipping back into my clothes.
Chester was infamous for his ruthless and vengeful nature. I wasn't foolish enough to stick around like Kathy would.
After carefully erasing any trace of my presence in the room, I made my escape.
Before leaving, I glanced toward the room where Kathy was dragged into.
The door was left ajar, revealing a glimpse inside. Clothes from the five bodyguards were scattered across the floor. Kathy lay unconscious on the bed, completely out cold.
I tried not to make a sound and quietly scrambled from that place away.
When I got home, my parents rushed up to me eagerly.
Not seeing Kathy with me, their faces immediately darkened. "Sarah, where's your sister? Why are you back alone?"
Remembering how, in my previous life, this family had blamed me for ruining Kathy's "opportunity" and didn't even bother to claim my body after my death, I no longer cared to be polite.
"Maybe she overdid it with the drugs. Mr. Miles is probably still… occupied with her," I said flatly.
My mother's scowl instantly melted into a delighted smile. "I knew it! Kathy is someone who can make things happen, unlike certain people — useless and nothing but a money drain after twenty years of raising them!"
My father didn't even spare me a glance, immediately urging my mother to start cooking a nourishing soup.
"Make sure it's ready when Kathy gets back. If she drinks it, she'll be able to have a son for Mr. Miles."
Too tired to argue, I slumped onto the couch to rest.
Just as the soup began simmering, Kathy walked into our house. She was limping, her neck covered in bruises and marks.
It was obvious she had no idea who she'd actually spent the night with.
The moment Kathy saw me, she wasted no time berating me in front of our parents. She accused me of failing to stand guard for her, not helping her clean up the mess and even refusing to buy her the drugs she needed for her plan.
My mother's face darkened immediately. Without hesitation, she slapped me across the face.
Her voice rising with fury, "I knew you were useless! Worthless trash! Why did I even bother raising a money-leech like you?"
"Your sister finally got her chance and not only did you refuse to help, but you left her behind to fend for herself? Money was falling from the sky and you couldn't even pick it up! You're doomed to be a penniless worker your whole life!"
I held my stinging cheek, laughing bitterly at her shameless words.
"At least I make my money through honest work. Unlike some people, I'd never stoop to selling my body!"
My father's face twisted with rage. He grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it at my head.
Blood instantly soaked my clothes, but he didn't so much as blink.
Instead, he continued to hurl insults at me, "All you ever talk about is working, working! Do you think your pitiful wages will be enough to give me and your mother any comfort before we're dead and gone?"
"You're a complete disgrace! And now you have the nerve to insult your sister? Look at yourself — what kind of trash do you think you are? You're good for nothing!"
"If I'd known you'd turn out like this, I would've sold you off back then and saved myself the trouble!"
"Marrying you off to some poor nobody for a few thousand in bride price? Do you think I run a charity?"
I pressed a wad of tissues against the wound on my forehead, but no matter how hard I tried, the bleeding wouldn't stop.
Disappointment overwhelmed me and I couldn't hold back my retort, "I'm your daughter, not a piece of pork in a butcher shop for people to pick and choose! If you're so eager to sell your daughter's body, why not just open a brothel?"
"Every penny I earn is from my own hard work. What's so wrong with that? If you despised me so much, why bother having me in the first place?"
For a moment, panic flashed across both my parents' faces.
Just as they were about to lash out again, Kathy interrupted, smugly flaunting herself.
"Don't mind her. Once I have a baby and marry into the Miles Family, she'll be the one begging me for help, kneeling at my feet."
At her words, my parents completely forgot about me. They rushed to Kathy, eager to hear about her "progress."
Kathy blushed, feigning shyness as she spoke. "You wouldn't believe it. Chester isn't nearly as cold and distant as the rumors say. He kept me up all night and I'm still sore everywhere!"
"It's just that when I woke up, he was already gone. All he left behind was a bank card in the room."
"But with how many times we did it, I'm sure I'll get pregnant. When that happens, the position of Mrs. Miles is as good as mine!"
My parents laughed with delight at my sister's words, as if they could already envision themselves becoming in-laws of the Miles Family. They had no clue about the Miles Family's power or what that name truly represented. Anyone who dared to scheme against Chester would likely end up not even knowing how they met their end.
The most important thing now was for me to sever ties with them as quickly as possible.
At this moment, my parents were practically worshiping Kathy, showering her with praise for being such a capable daughter. They couldn't stop talking about her success, constantly offering her soups and tonics, hoping she'd give birth to a child right away.
I seized the opportunity to expose their greedy, materialistic nature. And well, as expected, my words instantly provoked them.
My father kicked me off the sofa, tearing the page with my name from the household registry and throwing it at me.
"Get out! Leave right now! I never have a useless daughter like you!"
My mother looked at me with pure disappointment, her gaze full of contempt.
Kathy stretched out her legs with a smug grin and said, "I was thinking of hooking you up with a secretary or a driver to help you live the good life, but since you're so set on making your own money, go ahead and move out. And don't come running to me if you get fired!"
With my point made, I smiled and picked up the page from the household registry that had fallen to the floor.
"One day, you'll realize that the Miles Family isn't as simple as they seem. Anyone who dares to scheme against Chester might end up the one begging for mercy."
I spent the night in a hotel, buying some medicine from a pharmacy to treat the wound on my forehead.
The next day at work, I overheard my colleagues gossiping.
"Did you hear? Someone drugged Mr. Miles last night! They slept with him and then ran off and Mr. Miles is going crazy trying to find them!"
"How desperate can people be for money? Who on earth dares to drug Mr. Miles? The last person who tried is probably already in the grave!"
"Wasn't there supposed to be a marriage contract between the Miles Family and the Chandler family? Even though the Chandler family's daughter went missing, I heard the engagement wasn't canceled."
As they spoke, the one and only Franklin Chandler appeared behind us without us noticing.
He said coldly, "Is everyone done with their work? Do you have time to gossip about Mr. Miles? You do have ideas what you're getting yourselves into, right?"
My colleagues immediately returned to their cubicle in desperate motion.
Franklin gave me a once-over, a subtle smile dancing in his eyes. He and Chester had grown up together, their families were old friends with deep ties. From Franklin's ruthless business style, it was clear that Chester was not someone to be taken lightly.
This time, Kathy was finished.
Remembering what my colleagues had just said, I immediately went home and wrote up my resignation letter. I couldn't fight them, but I could avoid them.
My boss didn't ask for any reason and quickly processed my resignation.
Afraid of being found by Chester, I rented a small apartment and stayed hidden for a week, not daring to go outside.
Kathy, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. She paraded around the corporation building every day, hoping Chester would recognize her as the one who had drugged him that night.
Unfortunately for her, Chester's bodyguards walked past her countless times without sparing her a single glance.
Kathy was beginning to panic.
She registered an account online under her real name, posting updates about the dinner from that night in every single post. After ten posts, Chester still hadn't reached out to her.
Next, she took a photo of the bank card and claimed it online as her find. This time, she finally got a response.
Chester publicly replied to one of the comments:
"The card is mine. Please share your contact info and I'll pick it up personally. I'd really appreciate it."
His reply sent shockwaves through the internet. It was quickly screenshotted and went viral, climbing to the top of trending searches.
The usually cold and distant CEO's rare display of warmth was quickly interpreted by everyone online as a flirtatious conversation.
People began speculating that my sister, the "good Samaritan" who found Mr. Miles' lost item, was about to hit the jackpot.
Sharp-eyed netizens quickly tracked down Kathy's address through her posts. They immediately connected her to the person who had drugged Chester that night.
Before 'the Mr. Miles' even showed up at her door, people trying to gain favor were already flooding into her house.
Talent scouts reached out to Kathy, offering collaboration deals, praising her pure looks and predicting she'd become a rising star in the industry.
Others, eager to get close to the Miles Family, invited Kathy to dine at a luxury hotel, asking her to speak on their behalf in front of Chester.
Rumors were spreading like wildfire online. Many were even betting that Chester would break off his engagement with the Chandler family.
In just one day, Kathy gained millions of followers and became the new internet sensation.
Yet, amidst all the attention, she pretended to caution people not to spread rumors, projecting an image of icy composure that quickly won over a legion of fans.
Behind the scenes, her scandal only grew more widespread.
I couldn't stay idles much longer. I rushed to move my household registration out of my parent's home.
That evening, when I returned to pack my things, my parents were practically beaming.
They were holding their smartphones, joyfully laughing non-stop at the comments online. It was as if they had already imagined themselves becoming in-laws to the Miles Family.
I paid them no heed and proceed to head back to my room to pack my things.
At my action, Mom snorted disdainfully. "You don't even know how to enjoy life. Your whole life will just be spent working hard for nothing, a burden on the family."
Dad sighed deeply, looking disappointed. "When are you going to have even half the success your sister has? We could have been living right next to the Miles Family by now!"
Kathy, her face covered in a thousand-dollar facial mask, strutted out of her room and stood in front of me with a smug expression.
"You still don't know, right? Mr. Miles has already messaged me, saying he wants to meet."
"He must have figured out that I was the one who helped him that night, but he's not angry with me. He might've been interested in me all along!"
"I just took a pregnancy test. Two lines."
"You should start flattering me now while you still can."
"After all, you're my sister. Once I marry into the Miles Family, getting you a maid job won't be a problem."
When I heard her mention the two lines, my heart sank. I casually touched my stomach, trying not to show my unease.
"The rumors online, you were the one spreading them, weren't you? Don't you know how powerful the legal department at Miles Enterprises is? You're not helping Mom and Dad, you're dragging the whole family down with you."
Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking…
Mom had just seen the clarifying statement from Miles Enterprises online. It said that anyone continuing to spread rumors would face legal action from the Miles Family.
The comments section, which had been full of excited chatter just moments ago, was suddenly shut down. All of Kathy's posts were taken down and her account was banned.
Only then did Kathy panic.
But holding onto her pride, she hesitated for a long time before finally opening the chat window, yet she didn't send a message to Chester.
As my parents anxiously crowded around her, asking about the situation, Chester finally reached out to her.
[I'll send someone to pick you up. Be downstairs in five minutes.]
The corner of Kathy's mouth, which had just settled, couldn't help but lift again. She waved her phone in front of me with a triumphant smile.
"See that? The Miles Family is big. It's understandable they want to keep things low-profile. But look, my husband can't wait to explain things to me in person!"
"Someone as timid and useless as you wouldn't even be worthy of carrying my shoes! Get lost!"
She pushed me aside and headed to her room to change.
My parents immediately turned on me.
"What use is it having you as a daughter if you can't even support your sister? What's the point of raising you?"
"Just leave already! Don't stay here and make us look at you!"
Mom was so emotional, tears filling her eyes.
"This risky move was definitely the right one! We might even be moving into a villa tonight!"
Dad laughed heartily, holding up Kathy's pregnancy test stick, with two lines showing and excitedly said, "I never even dared to dream about this! It's the Miles Family! We'll be part of high society now!"
"Dear wife, take a look! How does this outfit look for our daughter's wedding? Do you think it'll embarrass her?"
"When our grandson is born, what should we send as a gift? We can't let our in-laws look down on us!"
Watching them excitedly plan for the future, I silently returned to my room to pack my things.
As I left the house, I followed them at a distance.
By the time we got downstairs, we were surrounded by neighbors. Their voices were filled with weird mix, both of admiration and envy.
"Wow, you're so lucky to have a daughter like that! I saw the news online and if my daughter could marry into the Miles Family, I'd be grinning in my sleep!"
"You two are really glowing with happiness, you even look younger! The gray hairs are almost gone!"
"If I had known it would turn out this way, I would've let my daughter try for it too! I thought Mr. Miles was so hard to impress, but after all, he's still a man — he can't resist temptation!"
I couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust rise in my throat, the urge to gag taking over.
My parents were grinning from ear to ear, eagerly declaring that the wedding would be a special celebration for our neighbors.
In the midst of their chatter, several police cars pulled up with their sirens blaring.
The leading officer showed his badge and spoke coldly, "Which one of you is Miss Kathy Holmes? She's suspected of spreading rumors and using illegal substances. We need you to come with us for questioning."
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