The orphan girl I picked up dared to pretend to be me. After my rebirth,
I went crazy killing people.
Chapter 1
I was just taking the trash out.
That’s when I saw it: a limited–edition
Lamborghini practically bouncing off the
ground.
Inside, in the back seat, my two brothers were
going at it like animals with that orphan girl
we took in, just hammering away.
I didn’t even blink.
I just quietly recorded the whole thing and
sent the video to the biggest news outlet in
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“Seven PM tomorrow,” I typed. “I want the
whole world to see this.”
Last time around, that little nobody, just
because my brothers were using her, stole my
life my identity as the heiress, Katherine
Blackwood.
At my birthday bash, the Blackwood gala, she
and my brothers blocked me at the door,
twisting everything around.
“What makes you think you belong here, you
little street rat?” she sneered.
“I’m Katherine Blackwood now. You? You can
crawl back to whatever hole you came from
and try not to embarrass yourself.”
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Last time, I was so scared of my brothers‘
anger, I let her walk all over me.
But this time? Hell no.
The next evening, at the party, she stepped
right in front of me, just like before.
I kicked her so hard she landed flat on her
butt.
“Who the hell do you think you are, blocking
my way?”
I glared at the housekeeper, standing nearby,
and said, “Well? Get this fake out of my
sight!”
Everyone just stood there, mouths hanging
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Nobody expected me, the girl who always
took it, to actually fight back.
The housekeeper scrambled to help her up,
giving me a nervous look.
“Katherine, honey, you can’t treat Amanda
like that. What will your brothers say?”
She knew damn well I was the real Katherine,
but she played along with their game.
“Listen up, you old bat! There’s only one
Katherine Blackwood in this family, got it?”
The housekeeper flinched, head down, not
saying a word.
I slapped her so hard she fell. “Can’t even tell
who your boss is? You’re useless! Get out!”
Last time, this witch, seeing my parents were
never around, took orders from my brothers
like they were royalty.
She abused me, Katherine Blackwood, like I
was nothing.
That orphan, Amanda, even got her to hire
someone to disfigure me and then murder
me, dumping my body somewhere.
The housekeeper did everything Amanda said.
A total puppet.
Now? She was shaking, kneeling on the floor.
“But Amanda told me what to do! I was just
following her orders!”
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“Your brothers will hear about this. They
won’t be happy,” she whined.
Amanda, acting all innocent, started trying to
win people over, helping the housekeeper up
and acting all “big sister” to scold me.
“See? This is what happens when you take in
a stray.”
“After all these years with us, you still can’t
shake those nasty little lies.”
Amanda’s bestie, Brittany, rushed over,
hooking her arm through Amanda’s and
shooting me a dirty look.
“You’re so gross! You’re taking advantage of
the Blackwoods‘ generosity, and you’re
spewing lies at Amanda’s party!”
The room buzzed with whispers.
“She’s just using them.”
“I heard the Blackwoods have been so good
to her, like she was their own daughter.
Amanda even shares everything with her.”
“An orphan trying to pretend she’s Katherine
Blackwood? Please! She’s got a death wish.”
They didn’t know anything.
I was the one who felt sorry for Amanda and
begged my parents to take her in.
When she got older, she turned on the charm
and sucked up to my brothers.
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So, whenever there was some event, my
brothers would take Amanda and lock me up
in my room.
After a while, everyone just assumed she was
Katherine Blackwood, and I was the charity
case.
This time, it was different.
My dad’s a billionaire, the one who calls the
shots.
My mom’s a huge actress.
A lot of these people in the room, their entire
lives depended on my parents.
Why should I let this orphan and my brothers
walk all over me?
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