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After Exchanging Names, The Fake Daughter Becomes a Winner In Life

When the truth emerges that she isn’t the biological daughter of Felix and Sandra Pratt, she is far from shocked. The biological heiress immediately reclaims her name and status, prompting Lamar to banish the protagonist as a supposed jinx. But exile is just the beginning of her rise. While her former family's fortunes collapse, she builds an independent empire. Now fabulously wealthy, she faces her desperate, bankrupt replacement begging to swap identities once more—only to meet cold rejection.
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Chapter 1

When I learned that I was not the real daughter of the Pratt family, I was not surprised at all. After all, my foster parents, Felix Pratt and Sandra Pratt, and their real daughter were too stupid.

After the real Miss Pratt came back, she couldn't wait to take back everything that belonged to her, including her name.

She thought that after Lamar said I was a jinx and kicked me out of the family, she could rest assured forever.

However, she didn't know that after I left, her good days had also come to an end.

When I got rich, she knelt down and begged me to exchange our names back.

But I just patted her face and sneered.

"You're really shameless."

...

When I saw my parents standing in front of me with a girl who looked exactly like them, I instantly understood something.

It turned out that I was not their biological daughter. In fact, I used to wonder why my parents were so stupid while I was so clever.

Before I could speak, Sandra slapped me angrily.

She roared, "You bitch! You are actually not my daughter, but you used her name and enjoyed life in the Pratt family, while my real daughter is suffering outside. You should go to hell!"

Sandra's slap dumbfounded me. I didn't ask you to take the wrong child back then. Why did you slap me? I thought.

Then, I said, "Mom, I was just a baby back then. How could I let you take the wrong baby at that time?"

But when Sandra heard my retort, she wanted to give me another slap. But at this time, that girl rushed over and stood in front of me.

She said to Sandra, "Mom, it has nothing to do with her. If you want to blame someone, blame me. It's just that I'm not a lucky girl and couldn't be raised by you and Dad. But now, I've found you, my parents, and that's enough. She's my sister and has lived here for many years. She is already used to this kind of high-quality life. Don't drive her away, okay?"

Looking at her shaking Sandra's arm and acting like a spoiled child, I felt like I had goosebumps all over my body.

I thought that this girl was really a bitch. Sandra hadn't even asked me to leave, but this girl was already starting to imply that I didn't belong to this family.

But Sandra said, "Okay. Okay. Okay. I promise you, my baby girl! Since you're back, you'll have your name back, Monica Pratt." Then, she looked at me and said coldly, "As for you, you'll have your sister's previous name, Irene Pratt."

I nodded lightly. It was just a name.

Then, Sandra said to the maid, "Lena, clean up Irene's room for Monica. I'll let my baby live in there."

But Monica said, "Mom, it's not good for me to take my sister's things right after I came back. I'm used to living in a small room. Let me live in a small room."

Sandra caressed Monica's head.

She said to Monica gently, "From now on, I'll give you all the best things in the family. I won't let you suffer anymore."

The mother and daughter cared about each other. But this scene made me feel a little uncomfortable. Sandra was still concerned about me yesterday. But today, she turned indifferent and became very cold to me.

I took a deep breath and then smiled.

I said to them, "Since I'm not the biological daughter of the Pratt family, I'm very grateful that you will still let me live here. I'll pack up my things myself and find a small room to stay."

"Thank you, Irene," Monica said.

She looked at me with provocation in her eyes.

I smiled disdainfully and turned to leave.

Later, sitting in the room that was only as big as my previous cloakroom, I sighed deeply.

I had done so many things for the Pratt family and made it become a wealthy family, but I didn't have much savings in my account. Now, I even had to depend on them for a living.

Considering that I didn't have to go to work for the Pratt Group anymore, I opened a job-hunting website to look for a new job.

At this time, someone knocked on the door. I opened the door and found that it was Monica.

She said to me, "Irene, Mom and Dad want you to help me get familiar with the company's business so that I can take over the Pratt Group in the future. Will you be unhappy?"