After my biological sister returned, my adopted daughter became a very evil sinner.

Julian hated me. He hated me for usurping Blair’s life for eighteen years – Blair, the true daughter of the prominent Hamilton family.

Then I died. It was a month after he forced me into an arranged marriage with Gary, a domestic abuser, just to protect Blair.

The night before the wedding, I begged him on my knees, “If I marry him, will you finally forgive me?”

He sneered, “Cut the pathetic act. You’re only fit to atone for your sins, for the rest of your life!”

A month later, the police found my body floating in a rooftop water tank.