Chapter 2

My sister on the screen showed no visible wounds.

If it weren't for the "Butterfly Disease" in her stream title and her hands wrapped in expensive silk gloves, no one would guess she suffered from this incredibly painful, rare condition.

My sister kindly struck up a conversation with me:

"Hi there, what a coincidence to connect with another Butterfly Disease patient.

How long have you had this? Why do you have so many wounds? Are you going through a hard time?

If you really are struggling, you can contact me after the stream. I might be able to help you."

But I was so dazed by the sudden truth that I couldn't utter a single word.

My sister on the other end received no reply and let out an awkward, bitter laugh.

The live chat instantly filled with complaints about me:

【The heiress is so sincere and kind, why is she acting so dismissive?】

【I've seen plenty of people like her. She probably thinks the whole world owes her just because she's sick.】

【The heiress is fighting this illness just like you. What right do you have to give her attitude? You deserve to be abandoned by your family for being sick!】

Watching the comments call her "heiress" over and over, then glancing at the luxurious, exquisite furniture behind my sister,

A searing pain shot through every inch of my body.

So, my family was rich. Billionaire rich!

No wonder my parents, who'd supposedly scrimped and saved to raise my sister and me, could so decisively leave me our old, rundown apartment.

It was all just a scam, meant only for me.

I couldn't stop trembling. Tears streamed down my face, blurring the hateful comments on the live chat.

【What's with the pity act? Didn't you ignore the heiress first?】

【She must be jealous that the heiress is doing better than her, and is also beautiful and kind-hearted.】

My sister’s anxious yet gentle voice reached my ears:

"Everyone, please don't argue on my behalf. I was too blunt and might have offended this young woman. Please don't say anything bad about her."

After she spoke, she carefully tried to comfort me:

"Are you okay? Did I remind you of something painful?"

Her familiar tone brought back memories of us comforting each other in our impoverished past.

Those days, which I remembered as simple but happy, when we would save up months of money from selling recyclables just to eat at KFC. We'd stay up late sharing secrets, and comfort each other after getting scolded by our parents for bad grades.

But my sister, who I was so close with, had joined my parents in hiding our family's true wealth, abandoning me, sick and alone.

She could extend a helping hand to someone she thought was a stranger.

Why couldn't she do the same for her own sister?

If it weren't for this accidental stream, I might have died never knowing that my entire family had been deceiving me.

I looked at my sister, her face full of concern, and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Yes, you reminded me of my sister. She and my parents despised me for being sick, so they abandoned me and ran off."

A flicker of discomfort crossed my sister's eyes.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you had a sister and went through something like that."

The comments criticizing me also paused.

【I told you guys to be more considerate. How can you be so harsh to a sick person?】

【I wanted to say earlier, she didn't answer the heiress because she was clearly emotional. You guys just started attacking her. Now look, you forced her to reveal something painful.】

【Exactly, the heiress started streaming to spread awareness about Butterfly Disease and help others like her. This is only the first person she connected with, and you're already tearing her apart!】

Seeing that comment, I suddenly spoke softly:

"Are you new to streaming? When were you diagnosed with this disease?"

My sister was puzzled by my sudden change of topic but answered truthfully:

"About six months ago. I've been traveling with my parents, seeking treatment. My condition has improved recently, so I thought about starting a stream."

I clenched my hands tightly. My skin instantly tore and bled, but I didn't care at all.