Chapter 1

The night before my sister was set to leave the country, her birth parents, who'd abandoned her years ago, suddenly showed up, demanding to be recognized.

To keep her from being sidetracked, I secretly sent them away.

But on their way back, they died in a car crash.

Later, my sister became a renowned violinist, touring the world, showered with glory and applause.

And I, on my way to one of her performances, was hit by a car and died.

Before I took my last breath, she told me I had "killed" her birth parents.

"After all these years, I've finally avenged them!"

She didn't know that they had only sought her out to extort money for her brother.

And their car accident? They were trying to stage an accident for money, but they got unlucky and stumbled into a drunk driver...

Given a second chance at life, I decided to give up my savior complex.

I'd send her straight to reunite with her parasitic birth parents.

"Where's Daisy? Tell her to get out here! Just because she's hitting the big time, doesn't mean she can forget her own folks!"

"If she won't show, fine. But she still needs to pay for her brother's school. Your family is loaded, so just wire us two hundred thousand, okay? Right into this account!"

A middle-aged couple shoved a slip of paper with a bank account number into my hand.

The raw greed in their eyes sent a shiver down my spine!

I'd been reborn. To the day before my sister, Harper Reed, was supposed to leave for abroad.

Harper was adopted by my parents and me from an orphanage. This couple in front of me? They were her birth parents, the ones who had abandoned her when she was just a baby.

Our family, however, had nurtured her into a "violin prodigy." Over the past decade, she’d won countless awards and was now accepted into the world-renowned Juilliard School. She was set to fly to America any day now.

On this exact day in my previous life, to avoid disrupting Harper's plans, I had taken it upon myself to chase away these selfish, greedy "vampires."

Then, the day after Harper left for abroad, they died in a car crash.

I only found out later that they had tried to pull an insurance scam – faking an accident to extort cash after failing to get money from me. But they got unlucky and stumbled into a drunk driver. They were crushed to death on the spot…

Years later, Harper returned, transforming into a world-famous violinist.

She won international awards and held world tours. Everywhere she went, she was met with flowers and applause, basking in endless glory.

When she came back to the States for a tour, she invited me to her first concert.

But on my way to the venue, a large truck suddenly slammed into my car.

As I lay dying, her call came through:

"Five years ago, your self-righteousness killed my parents. Today, I'm using the same method to get my revenge!"

"Chloe, do you know? My greatest wish in life was to find my birth parents, and *you* stole that chance from me!"

If that's what she wanted, then this time, I would grant her wish.

I slipped the paper back into the couple's hand.

"Oh, so you're Harper's birth parents? She's been looking for you too! But she's in class right now. Please wait here for a bit. I'll have her come find you as soon as class is over, and you can talk to her directly about whatever you need."

My "enthusiasm" thrilled them. They bobbed their heads like crazy, ecstatic at my apparent warmth.

But first, I needed to do something.

When I told Harper the news, she was so excited she could barely speak. "Really? Are they really my birth parents? How did they find me? Why are they only coming now…?"

I scoffed inwardly. It was because she was constantly on TV that they had followed the trail and found her.

As for why they were only "reconnecting" now? She would soon find out.

"Do you remember what they look like? And they said your original name was Daisy Thompson?" I asked deliberately.

She shook her head.

She was barely three when she was abandoned, so it was understandable she didn't remember. That was the root of her obsession.

What you can't have, always seems the best.

But the name "Daisy Thompson" still brought a flicker of unease to her face.

The reunion played out exactly as I expected. The three embraced, crying floods of tears and pouring out their hearts, a seemingly touching scene.

But listening closely, Harper spoke of missing her family, while her birth parents' every other sentence was about money.

Finally, her birth father dropped the act.

"Daisy, you're living the good life now, but we're still struggling. Especially your brother; he got into high school, but we don't have the money to send him. He's about to drop out, and it’s all because your mom and I are useless…"

Harper was in the throes of emotion, but hearing this, she immediately turned into the picture of a dutiful daughter.

"Mom, Dad, it’s all my fault. I’ve been unfilial, making you suffer all these years. Don't worry, I'll take care of my brother’s education. I won’t let him drop out!"

Her birth father looked relieved, instantly pulling that slip of paper from his pocket.

"I knew it, Daisy wouldn't abandon us. Your brother will be so happy when he hears this. Here's our bank account number, you can just wire the money directly."

She took the paper without hesitation, agreeing readily. "No problem, I'll send it right over."

"But…" She paused. I thought she was finally suspicious, but then she said,

"Mom, Dad, my name is Harper Reed now. Please don't call me Daisy anymore. It's… not pretty."

I had underestimated her foolishness.

But the name 'Harper Reed'? You won't be worthy of it much longer.

I watched them coldly, sending a text to my parents: "You can move."