Chapter 1

On the Family Reunion Show, I ripped up the DNA test with my billionaire parents right on stage.

Eighteen years after I went missing, my billionaire parents finally went on the Family Reunion Show to find me.

I was filthy, my clothes ragged, hadn't showered in ten days. When they saw me, they burst into uncontrolled sobs, their voices breaking:

"Lily!We are so sorry for what happened to you!"

I looked down, catching the scent of Mom's Hermès perfume and seeing Dad's Rolex watch glinting.

Looking up again, my older sister, a top concert pianist, and my older brother, an astronaut, were also weeping uncontrollably.

The entire audience was deeply moved, a collective gasp echoing through the studio.

Yet, I simply and calmly pulled the DNA test results from my parents' hands.

RIIIIP! I tore it in half, my face utterly blank.

"You've got the wrong person."

My parents froze.

"Y-you…what did you say?"

I took a step back, my voice cold. "I'm not your daughter."

Hearing this, they frantically bent down to pick up the shredded DNA test from the floor.

"99.999%... The results are 99.999%!"

"How could you not be our daughter?!"

Mom's swollen eyes widened, her limited-edition crocodile-skin purse clattering to the ground.

I shrugged, stating casually, "The sample you sent for the DNA test was just hair I picked out of a trash can."

"And honestly, if you hadn't offered a thousand bucks for a strand of hair, I wouldn't even be here."

The tears on Mom's face seemed to freeze. Next to her, a trembling voice spoke:

"Lily, are you… are you blaming us?"

"Are you mad at us for losing you, and that's why you don't want to recognize us, right?"

Dad's voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot.

I frowned, annoyed. "I already told you, you have the wrong person. I'm not…"

"No! You are absolutely our daughter!"

Dad suddenly became agitated, staring intensely at me.

"You're just… you're the spitting image of your mother…"

At that moment, all the cameras swiveled to point at my face.

I instinctively raised my hand to cover it, but Mom grabbed my wrist.

She brushed aside my ten-day-old bangs, pulled a Chanel silk scarf from her pocket, and gently wiped away the grime from my face.

By the time I realized what was happening, my face was exposed to millions of viewers.

Everyone gasped, even the host couldn't help but exclaim:

"The daughter and the mother… they truly look identical."

Mom's hand trembled more and more, her sobs growing louder:

"Lily… you are my Lily!!"

Just as she lunged forward to embrace me, I took another step back, declaring firmly:

"I told you, I'm not your daughter, and certainly not 'Lily.'"

"Since I got my thousand bucks, I should be going."

After my third denial, the entire studio erupted in gasps and angry whispers:

"Whoa! What's wrong with this girl?!"

"The DNA results are out, the mother and daughter look identical, how can she still be so stubborn?!"

"I'm seriously done… her biological parents are the world's richest, I can't even dream of this, and she's rejecting them!"

On stage, the two multi-billionaires quietly wept.

"Lily… I'm so sorry…"

"It's my fault,I lost you back then, and made you suffer for so many years!"

I rolled my eyes so hard they almost popped out, a sneer twisting my lips. "Two psychos."

Just as I turned to leave, I lifted my foot and saw a hole in my grimy, caked-on shoes, my black-stained big toe peeking out, and flakes of dead skin were everywhere on the stage.

Mom followed my gaze and nearly fainted.

Dad's eyes turned red again, and he looked away.

"Lily please, let us make it up to you, okay?"

Mom sobbed, pulling a black card from her purse.

"Just call us Mom and Dad, and you can spend the two hundred billion dollars on this card however you want."

"Whether it's a skyscraper in New York or a resort villa on a private island, you can live wherever you wish."

"Please?"