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.