Chapter 1

My older sister Crystal has a savior complex.

She thought our housekeeper was pitiful and wanted me to become her daughter instead.

I enthusiastically agreed and went with her that very day to handle the paperwork.

Whoever she felt sorry for, she could go be their daughter herself.

In this life, she took my place being sold to the countryside and becoming a plaything.

"Our housekeeper Mrs. Johnson is so pitiful. Her daughter isn't even by her side. Why don't you change your surname and become her daughter?" my older sister Crystal said.

I wasn't surprised at all to hear this from her. Instead, I clapped my hands in agreement.

"Sister, you're such a good person!"

That same day, I went with her to handle the relevant paperwork. However, the one who ended up changing surnames wasn't me, but my sister Crystal. I had secretly swapped the documents, and she didn't notice at all. After all, she was used to me obeying her every word.

When we got home, she started ordering the servants around. "Oh, and starting today, set one less place at the table."

"You're right, sister. Since you're no longer part of our family, you really shouldn't be eating at the same table as me," I said nonchalantly as I sat down in the main seat and started eating.

"Ruby, what nonsense are you talking about? You're the one who's supposed to become the housekeeper's daughter," Crystal said, glaring at me with a sour expression.

"Oh? Sister, did you misunderstand something?" I asked calmly, not even bothering to look at her as I took out the agreement from my bag and tossed it to her.

Crystal picked up the agreement and only had to glance at it for a few seconds before her eyes widened in shock. "Ruby, you little bitch! How dare you trick me!"

"From now on, we're changing the rules in this house. I eat at the table, while the housekeeper doesn't. You can only eat my leftovers. Got it?" I said, looking down at her from my seat.

"Ruby, have you gone mad? How dare you talk to me like this? Do you have a death wish? I'm your sister!" Crystal shouted angrily.

I took out two identification booklets. "Look carefully. Your registration is no longer in the same booklet as mine. You're just our housekeeper's daughter now. If you keep talking back, I might just throw you out."

Crystal has always had a savior complex, feeling pity for everyone she saw. But every time she made a sacrifice, it was always at my expense.

When we were little, she saw a beggar on the street and thought he looked lonely and pitiful. So she left me there to be the beggar's daughter. If our parents hadn't found me in time, I would have been sold off to some far-off place.

In school, she felt sorry for the school bullies because they didn't have parents around. She hung out with them every day and even brought them home. I was just a child then, and they used me as their punching bag. I nearly lost my life.

As she grew older, it only got worse. She sympathized with our housekeeper who had only been with us for two months. "Mrs. Johnson is so pitiful. Her daughter isn't even by her side. You should go be her daughter."

In my previous life, after I refused, she secretly changed my surname behind my back and forcibly sent me to be the housekeeper's daughter. She told our parents I was just away on a study trip.

In the end, she conspired with outsiders to steal all the money from our family. She even poisoned our parents, causing them both to die from the toxins.

She even had me kidnapped and taken to the countryside, where she gave me to the housekeeper's brother as a wife. I was locked in a cellar for three years, enduring inhuman torture every day.

After multiple failed escape attempts, I chose to bite off my own tongue and end my life.

When I woke up again, it was to Crystal saying: "Sister, why don't you go be the housekeeper's daughter?"

This time, I clapped my hands in agreement and took the initiative. I absolutely wouldn't let her have any opportunity to act against me.

I pushed her towards the door. "Mom and Dad will be so proud of you. Don't worry."

"Crystal, oh, I should call you Jenna Johnson now. If you're not happy with this, why don't you go find your housekeeper mom and have her take you back to the countryside?" I said with a cold smile.

Crystal stomped her foot and walked away. "Ruby, just you wait. I'll make you pay for this."

So Crystal went to our parents' company to plead her case. My heart tightened. In my previous life, Crystal had caused our parents to fall gravely ill. Even with their dying breaths, they were still trying to persuade her to face reality.

In this life, I was sure our parents would continue to indulge her.

But the result was beyond my expectations. Crystal hadn't even seen our parents before she was kicked out by the security at the front desk.

"The CEO said he only has one daughter named Ruby. We're not to let anyone else see them," the guard said.

I was overjoyed and rushed to find my parents. The moment I saw them, I couldn't hold back my tears.

"Mom, Dad, I've missed you so much."

The three of us embraced, and they said, "Ruby, don't worry. In this life, we'll definitely protect you properly."

I looked up at them. As I had guessed, my parents had also been reborn.

It was a relief. I had been worrying about how to persuade my parents to see through Crystal's true nature. Now it was settled - the three of us would get our revenge on Crystal together.

She thought she had the biggest heart for others? Well, I'd let her be a good person all the way. She could go take care of Mrs. Johnson's family in the countryside.