Chapter 1

Outside the prison of Silvergrove City.

“After you get out, don’t look back. Live a good life.” A police officer said.

Kristin Turner looked back and bowed, shivering in the biting cold wind.

It had been five years.

She was just 21 when she was locked up.

“Get in the car.

A black Maybach parked by the roadside, the man’s voice icy cold.

He was the brother Kristin had called for twenty–one years, only to find they weren’t blood–related.

“Brother…” Kristin’s voice was hoarse, her head lowered awkwardly.

“Don’t call me like that again. It makes me sick,” Clarence Turner’s face darkened, glancing at his watch. “You’ve stolen twenty–one years of my sister’s life and made her endure humiliation in that home. Who the hell do you think you are to call me brother?”

Kristin’s chapped lips twitched, but in the end, she said nothing.

Kristin, the only darling daughter of the Turner family in Silvergrove City, turned out to be the nanny’s child. And the real Ms. Turner was swapped out by the nanny.

“I’m sorry.” After a long silence, Kristin apologized in a raspy voice.

Framed for extortion, she learned to be submissive in prison and apologize to survive. She could beg for mercy at any minute.

Once, she was the exalted Ms. Turner, adored by her brother and cherished by her parents.

her life one day, looking ragged and destitute.

biological mother was a criminal overnight, and she became the impostor who stole a life of wealth, the laughingstock of Silvergrove City.

no choice when she was switched

all the hurt your family caused Ruby?” Clarence’s voice was cold, his gaze on Kristin full of disgust. “Get

car.”

filthy and didn’t even want to touch her.

saying, “Our Kris is the prettiest,”

smile, stepping back, afraid to get in the

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sizing

like a pampered heiress for twenty–one years, fragile as a pearl in the palm,

looked dusty, pale, and thin, pitifully

rough

look. “Ruby had an accident. Are you happy now? You owe her.

hollow and dodging, froze. Suddenly, she was afraid.

hallucinating when she left the prison. How could her brother come to pick her up when

he didn’t come

you mean…” Kristin trembled.

needs a kidney

breath and stepped back again, her survival

you’re as vicious

far when someone grabbed her wrist hard, throwing her

forehead hitting the

sounded cold and familiar.

Kristin curled up in

her former fiancé, was also one of those who framed her and sent

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