Fake Sister, Fake HeiressChapter 1 The First Step of My Plan
My name was Tilda Hersey. My long-lost sister, Harley Hersey, had been found.
She felt like I took everything that was rightfully hers. She stole my fiancé and wanted to inherit the family fortune.
But she didn't know that being a true heiress was not that easy, and she was not a true heiress to begin with.
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The first time I saw Harley was in a high-end club.
She was wearing a backless black dress, selling wine to a middle-aged bald man.
I knew she was my long-lost sister almost as soon as I saw her face.
Because she looked exactly like my mother when she was young.
Harley used to sell wine to earn a living. Thanks to me, she became the second daughter of the Hersey family.
My parents, who had always been strict with me, almost always fulfilled all of her requests. After all, she was their lost and regained daughter.
To cover up her past, she asked our parents to publicly announce that she had grown up abroad all these years.
For a while, the media extensively reported the news of the return of the Hersey Group's CEO's younger daughter.
And I, as her biological older sister who found her back, ended up being hated by her.