Overjoyed, I asked, “Then, brother, can we
sleep together? I’m scared to sleep alone…”
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He looked displeased, about to scold me, but
I started to walk away. “Mom only cuddled
with Ashley. Now, you don’t want to either…”
He grabbed my arm. “Then, sleep next to
me!”
My heart soared. The first step in my plan
was successful!
I became Chase’s shadow, clinging to him,
asking for help with homework and martial
arts, sleeping beside him every night. He
enjoyed being needed, and we grew closer.
Six years flew by. We became a real family. I
was accepted into a top university abroad.
The night before I left, Chase knocked on my
door. He asked why I wouldn’t sleep with him
anymore. I awkwardly explained I was an adult
now. He pulled my hand to his stomach.
“Sister, I didn’t kick you out of my bed three
years ago when I turned eighteen.
“”
He looked like a lonely puppy.
He looked like a lonely puppy.
“…Okay, brother. I’m sorry.” I went back to
his room; one last night.
The next morning, Chase saw me off at the
airport. There, I saw Ashley, a famous
influencer, surrounded by fans. But she
looked pale and tired. Her mother, however,
looked radiant.
Ashley pushed through the crowd. “Samantha,
Chase kicked you out?” she sneered. “You’ll
be alone and helpless overseas! He’ll have
plenty of ways to kill you!”
Before I could respond, Chase’s cold voice
cut through the air. “Kill who?”
Ashley’s face turned white at the sight of him.
“No one,” she stammered. Chase ignored her,
handing me my luggage tag. “Sweet sister, I
bought you a new villa. Call me anytime you
need me.”
I hugged him. “Brother, if you miss my
Г.
cooking, fly over, but bring your own
ingredients. They don’t have the same things
here.”
He suddenly remembered something. “Sister, I
forgot my gift. Wait for me!”
Ashley, speechless, finally snapped out of her
stupor. “Samantha, how could you be so
close to Chase?!” I pushed her hand away
coldly. “He’s my brother. He cares for me, it’s
natural.” “Why, what’s wrong? Isn’t your mom
good to you?”
Ashley’s eyes showed immense pain.
“How could this be? Chase couldn’t possibly
be that nice to you!”
“He must be acting! You’re going to regret
this!” She whispered.
Chase returned with a photo of us, and a
special phone. “This phone will protect you if
you’re in danger…”
My heart warmed as I held his hand.
“Ashley, we have a livestream tonight. We need to hurry.”
Ashley trembled, her eyes filled with dread.
I understood; she was going through the same torment I had in my past life. My mother forced me to work, claiming I owed her. I sold pancakes during the day and worked at a nightclub at night:
Mom forced me into endless livestreams, culinary training, and eventually, mukbang. I suffered sleep deprivation and emotional distress. I was forced to meet the rich men who supported us.
One time, I was sent to five men, and was unable to walk or talk for a week due to pain. The glamorous exterior was a mask for my suffering.
Judging by Ashley’s appearance, she hadn’t yet reached the true hell.
“Hello, Auntie,” I said, emotionless.
“Hello, Auntie,” I said, emotionless.
Mom’s eyes flashed with cruelty, but she
forced a smile. “Samantha, you’re distant
now.”
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“Auntie, you’re mistaken. Your daughter is
her,” I said, pointing at the pale Ashley. She
shrieked, “Samantha, you can’t be happy!”
She leaned in, whispering, “Maybe you don’t
know, but last time, I chose to stay with Dad,
then Chase broke my leg and kicked me out.
“He’s ambitious and ruthless. All these years,
he’s been faking it to please Grandpa, he only
wants Grandpa’s wealth. You’re in his way;
he’ll destroy you!” She looked at me, as if
watching me die.
