Waking up in the opulent Sterling manor for the first time, Emily was convinced she was still dreaming.
She pinched her arm hard. The sharp sting of pain confirmed that this incredible reality was hers.
She breezed into the walk-in closet, selected a designer ensemble, and then draped herself in every piece of jewelry Melissa and her brothers had gifted her, until she glittered like a chandelier.
God, she was going to love this life.
"Miss Emily, will you be having lunch at home?" a servant asked, bowing respectfully.
"No, I'm eating out," Emily replied dismissively. Then, a thought struck her.
She pointed a manicured finger at the maid, her expression haughty. "Tell me, who is prettier? Me, or that fake daughter?"
The maid hesitated for a split second before answering. "It... it is you, Miss. You are the most beautiful young lady."
"Right? I think so too. A fake is a fake, and I'm the real heiress. It makes my blood boil thinking she stole eighteen years of my beautiful life while I suffered in that hellhole in her place!"
Emily gritted her teeth, her face contorted with malice.
The maid flinched, genuinely unsettled by the girl's intensity.
In truth, the staff missed Elena. Miss Elena was beautiful, kind, and treated the staff with dignity. This Emily... she seemed crude, perhaps even a little rotten on the inside.
"Alright, tell Mom I'm going out for a bit!" Emily barked her orders and swept out the door.
The Sterling family had assigned her a personal chauffeur and a luxury car worth millions.
"Miss Emily, where to?" the driver asked politely.
"To the Whelans! I want to see how the fake princess is holding up!"
Now that she had reclaimed her rightful status, she was desperate to flaunt it. She wanted to slap the faces of all those neighbors who had looked down on her.
Emily pulled out her phone and snapped a selfie, immediately posting it to her Instagram stories and TikTok.
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