When She Stops Playing Nice

Chapter 1

“We’ve already taken 600cc. Drawing another 400cc could be deadly, the doctor warned urgently.

“She is the reason Olivia’is in this mess. If it costs her life, then so be it came a harsh reply.

In a daze, Gina Miller caught this exchange between her mother, Ella Miller, and the doctor. It felt like her heart was being ripped apart.

Gina had rescued her six brothers from a blaze, nearly losing her life. The heavens spared her, yet Ella seemed ready to act as the executioner, all for her adopted sister, Olivia Miller, who shared her rare blood type but not her bloodline.

As

Gina awoke with a splitting headache, feeling the prick of a needle on the back of her hand, she withdrew quickly. Pale and

ith a chill in her eyes, she sat up, demanding, “Don’t touch me.

Ella’s fury ignited upon seeing Gina’s defiance. She slapped her hard, yelling. “You selfish brat! Olivia rushed back worried about you after hearing about the fire, got into that accident, and now she’s losing too much blood. All your fault, so yes, it’s only fair we use your blood to save her.

‘Olivia worried? Bullshit. She probably couldn’t wait to dance on my grave/ Gina thought bitterly.

“You curse! Ever since you came back, disaster follows. The fire, Olivia’s accident, Phillip’s stroke. Are you trying to wipe us all out? Why couldn’t it have been you? Why don’t you just drop dead?” Ella raged, hand raised for another hit.

Gina had thought she had grown immune to the family’s bias and venom, but in that moment, it felt like her heart was in a vice, being crushed.

James Miller, Gina’s eldest brother, held back Ella, thinking. ‘Gina still needs to donate blood for Olivia. Can’t have her damaged now. Once she is done, killing her wouldn’t even matter.

He glared at Gina, accusing. “Always so damn jealous, picking on Olivia, who has never once held it against you. Got no heart? It’s just a bit of blood.”

another 400cc. They’re asking for a bit of blood? No, they’re asking for my

Noah Miller, tried coaxing her. “Gina, the hospital is out of blood, and getting more would take too long. Olivia can’t

Gina offered her designs to

the CEO, gave her designs to Olivia, following a little coaxing, and credited Olivia with the success. The line was a hit, but the credit went

behind Olivia, the wrongdoer. They said it was just “inspiration” and

coincidental similarities.”

tone icy as she responded,

That position was for Olivia. We’re handing it to you on a

I helped because I thought of

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Ella knocked some sense into

I grew up in an orphanage. I never

go of any hope for affection from her so–called family. She closed her eyes in despair, and when

(+5)

third brother, Liam Miller, lost his patience. “Olivia is on death’s door. Quit

waiting for? Do it!” Liam barked at

to save lives, not risk them, yet

and on the verge of tears, begged Gina, “Miss

Gina, locking eyes with him, her gaze

me!”

momentarily thrown off by Gina’s fierce look, recovered and growled, “I’ll have to see about

quicker, catching his wrist in

snap echoed as Liam screamed, his knees buckling, landing him in a beap at Gina’s feet.