Chapter 2

Before the other person could reply, the woman lunged at me.

She smashed my phone to the ground, shrieking.

"Miss! If you don't have money, just say so! Go find your sugar daddy! Why smash up our little salon?!"

"Besides, don't you know this salon is owned by the Caldwells, the richest family in the city?!"

"How dare you cause a scene here!"

Everyone's eyes landed on me, and they started whispering.

My face flushed with rage as I clearly saw the name on the woman's badge: Brittany, Manager.

"What are you talking about?! What do you mean 'my sugar daddy'!"

Brittany scoffed, crossing her arms and looking at me coldly.

"Dressed so expensively but you have no money? You're probably just kept by some sugar daddy."

"Did your sugar daddy not give you any cash? He's so stingy, tell us who he is so everyone knows!"

The whispers around me were incredibly harsh.

"Doing this kind of thing so young, no wonder she's here – probably trying to hook a rich guy!"

"You've got a good figure. Your sugar daddy must have a blast with you! Who knows, maybe she's been 'used' by everyone already!"

Brittany sneered, casually scanning me from head to toe.

Anyone hearing that wouldn't just quietly endure it.

Enraged, I lunged forward, ready to slap Brittany across the face.

But she grabbed my hand tightly, leaned close to my ear, and whispered.

"You bitch, trying to lure men, trying to get them to spend money on you. Look at yourself, what kind of trash are you?!"

"Be smart, pack your things and get out!"

I froze for a moment. So, this was my idiot brother's new, big-chested, empty-headed girlfriend.

I was utterly speechless. Had my stupid brother not told her he had a biological sister?!

"Brittany, don't you recognize me?"

"I'm Lily Caldwell, your boyfriend Mark Caldwell's biological sister!"

Brittany coldly shook off my hand, her voice icy.

"I know, Mark told me all about you ages ago, you freeloader who only knows how to spend money!"

"Everything you spend belongs to Mark's future inheritance. Besides, you've spent so much since you were little, aren't you satisfied?"

"Pay up now. With me here, you won't get a penny from Mark!"

With that, Brittany glared at me fiercely, as if I were a villain trying to steal Mark's fortune.

I glanced at Brittany with disdain. Did she not know that Mark had no fortune at all? He was just an orphan my father brought home to raise!

What right did he have to an inheritance?!

"I advise you not to cause a scene. I, after all, have a secret about you, don't I?"

I raised an eyebrow, looking at her indifferently.

"You're not some heiress at all! You're just an orphan! Good thing I secretly overheard it."

"Otherwise, Mark, the 'son' of the family, would have to split half his future assets with you!"

Brittany's eyes were full of challenge and triumph, as if she held my life in her hands.

I sneered, looking at her like she was a clown, picked up my phone from the floor, and called Mark.

"Mark Caldwell! I'm telling you, if that woman, Brittany, ever steps foot in our house, I'll change my last name!"

Brittany rushed over, snatched the phone, and replied in a sickeningly sweet voice:

"Mark, it's nothing, just a little misunderstanding with your sister. I'll handle it."

Hearing Brittany's voice, I gagged a few times, utterly disgusted.

"Sis, Brittany's just a bit blunt, please bear with her. I'm busy, gotta go!"

Before I could say anything, Brittany hung up the phone.

Suddenly, Brittany's face turned grim, and she looked at me coldly.

"You won't take the easy way, so you'll have to take the hard way. Guards, take her away!"

With that, three burly men, one covering my mouth, the other two holding me tightly, dragged me inside.

"Excuse me, everyone, but this is how we deal with people who can't pay their bills!"

I was thrown into a small, dark storage room.

Then, Brittany walked in, carrying my dog, Muffin.