Chapter 1

Outside the prison of Silvergrove City.

“After you get out, don’t look back. Live a good life.” A police officer said.

Kristin Turner looked back and bowed, shivering in the biting cold wind.

It had been five years.

She was just 21 when she was locked up.

“Get in the car.

A black Maybach parked by the roadside, the man’s voice icy cold.

He was the brother Kristin had called for twenty–one years, only to find they weren’t blood–related.

“Brother…” Kristin’s voice was hoarse, her head lowered awkwardly.

“Don’t call me like that again. It makes me sick,” Clarence Turner’s face darkened, glancing at his watch. “You’ve stolen twenty–one years of my sister’s life and made her endure humiliation in that home. Who the hell do you think you are to call me brother?”

Kristin’s chapped lips twitched, but in the end, she said nothing.

Kristin, the only darling daughter of the Turner family in Silvergrove City, turned out to be the nanny’s child. And the real Ms. Turner was swapped out by the nanny.

“I’m sorry.” After a long silence, Kristin apologized in a raspy voice.

Framed for extortion, she learned to be submissive in prison and apologize to survive. She could beg for mercy at any minute.

Once, she was the exalted Ms. Turner, adored by her brother and cherished by her parents.

into her life one day, looking

the impostor who stole

had no choice when she was switched as

all the hurt your family caused Ruby?” Clarence’s voice was cold, his gaze on Kristin

car.”

found Kristin filthy and didn’t even

love holding her and saying, “Our Kris is the prettiest,” wished she was dead.

bitter smile, stepping back, afraid to get in the

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frowned, sizing up

fragile

dusty, pale,

rough time

the damn car now!” Clarence glared at Kristin with a ferocious look. “Ruby had an accident. Are you happy

dodging, froze. Suddenly, she

How could her brother come to pick her up when the entire Turner family

he didn’t come for

mean…”

and she needs a kidney transplant. You owe her.” Clarence said with a grave

again, her survival instinct kicking in, and

as vicious as ever.”

someone grabbed her wrist hard,

a mess, her forehead hitting the curbstone, blood

voice sounded cold and familiar.

back, Kristin curled up

one of those

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