Part 1Sister Dearest, Take the Fall (The Butterfly Effect of a Birthmark)

When the wealthiest man in the city came to the orphanage to find his biological daughter, he was looking for a specific birthmark on the back of the neck.

I calmly pulled my collar high, hiding mine, and timidly pointed at the prettiest girl in the room.

"Sir, are you looking for a birthmark shaped like a plum blossom? Then you're probably looking for her."

She was taken home.

For the first time in two lifetimes, I smiled a genuine smile.

"Sister, without me to take the fall, let's see if you can survive."

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I was reborn on the exact day my billionaire biological father came to the orphanage to claim his child.

Mia, the girl I had grown up with, was practically vibrating with excitement. She kept nagging me to check the birthmark on the back of her neck.

"It’s definitely there, right? I’m the only one with a plum blossom birthmark.

"I can't believe I'm the daughter of a billionaire!

"Listen, if you lick my shoes right now and beg, maybe I'll take you with me. You could be my maid."

Mia looked down at me, her arrogance and triumph impossible to hide.

I stood there, acting meek and terrified, not daring to speak. But deep down, a dark, satisfying thrill was spreading through my chest.

My silence seemed to agitate Mia even more.

"Tch, useless. Even when I hand you an opportunity, you're too stupid to take it."

I timed it perfectly, opening my mouth with a weak, pleading tone.

"Mia, please don't forget me when you're rich.

"You're going to be a billionaire's daughter now. If anything bad ever happens, could you... could you help me out?"

Before I could even finish, Mia scoffed and turned away to pack her things.

Before leaving the room, she shot me a final, disdainful glare. "I'm the daughter of a billionaire. You think you have the right to associate with me?"

The moment she left, I finally laughed out loud.

She had bullied me constantly, but that wasn't unforgivable.

Resources at the orphanage were scarce; you had to fight to survive.

But what she absolutely shouldn't have done—what she deserved to die for—was offering me up as a sacrificial lamb in our past life.

Yes, I had lived this life before.

In my past life, the billionaire arrived at the exact same time.

Both Mia and I had the plum blossom birthmark.

That was when I learned the truth: we were actually fraternal twins.

We just didn't look very much alike.

When we went back to the estate, the life of a billionaire heiress wasn't the fairy tale we imagined.

The only reason he bothered to find us was because his beloved fake daughter needed a healthy kidney.

To save herself, Mia faked an illness, forcing them to harvest my kidney instead for the fake daughter. But she didn't stop there. She teamed up with the fake daughter to sell me to human traffickers deep in the Appalachian mountains.

When I was finally killed, I died with my eyes wide open, utterly unresigned.

God finally opened His eyes and gave me a chance to do it all over again.

I looked at the billionaire kneeling in front of me, asking his questions. I timidly pointed toward Mia, who was eagerly walking out of her room.

"Sir, are you looking for a birthmark shaped like a plum blossom? Then you're probably looking for her."

Mia's recognition was a success.

She smiled, and so did I.

Sister, without me to take the fall for you, let's see if you can survive.