Part 2The Girl Who Saved the Top Scholar

Years ago, my grandma told me that my parents were too busy with work, so they fostered me in the countryside.

Grandma said they loved me very much, and I believed her.

I always looked forward to meeting my parents.

But when I was brought to the city, I realized, oh, I have a brother! And even a sister!

Why could they keep my brother and sister with them despite being busy, but leave me alone with Grandma?

My mom held my hand. Her hand was cold, mine was trembling.

She introduced: "This is your brother, Kyle, and this is your sister, Lucy."

I didn't know why my sister's last name was different from our parents', especially since we were only a month apart in age.

But I didn't dare ask because Mom said Lucy had asthma, and I needed to take care of her and tolerate her just like they did.

However, the sister who always seemed obedient in front of my family was constantly against me.

She cut her own dress and said I did it.

She tore up her own homework and said I did it.

Such clumsy framing, yet my parents believed it without a doubt.

I was scolded, punished, locked in the dark room, step by step labeled as a bad child.

I was unwilling to accept this. Once, I secretly recorded evidence of Lucy's "crimes," planning to reveal it when she tried her tricks again.

I still remember how excited I was that day. When I played the video, I felt like the heroine in a revenge story, finally turning the tables.

I saw my parents' expressions change, and panic appeared on Lucy's face.

I thought my parents would apologize to me and scold Lucy, maybe even lock her in the dark room.

But no.

Just as my parents looked at Lucy with surprise, she clutched her neck and fell to the ground in pain.

"Lucy!" Mom screamed and picked her up.

"Call 911!"

The whole family rushed to the hospital, no one pursuing Lucy's framing of me.

I stood there holding the evidence, feeling like a clown.

My brother pushed me.

"Is it fun? Are you happy seeing Lucy in the hospital?"

"Yes, she's adopted, but she's lived with us all along. I've long treated her as my real sister."

"But you..."

He looked me up and down: "Dark and tacky, with such a scheming mind. If you dare go against Lucy again, I'll beat you!"

I felt cold all over. I knew I had lost.