Fake Heiress? I'm Actually Their Creditor

The crowd split, revealing Brandon Jensen.

He was the eldest son of the Jensen family. He had a weak constitution, so he was sent abroad from the moment he was born to recuperate and rarely returned to the country.

Sienna's eyes immediately reddened. She then threw herself at him with a troubled expression.

"Brandon! I finally found you!"

The two of them hugged each other tightly as they cried. The sight of their reunion caused many guests to shed tears as well.

"I knew that Millie would be upset when she learned that I had been found. But I just missed all of you so much. If my presence makes Millie so unhappy, I'm willing to stay at the Jensen residence as a maid. I'll be content as long as I get to see all of you every day."

Sienna's earlier arrogance had completely disappeared. She curled up in Brandon's arms, looking like an obedient rabbit.

Her words prompted Brandon to direct his gaze to me.

I returned his stare unflinchingly.

It was reasonable that Sienna didn't know who I was since she had just returned to the Jensen family. However, it was impossible for Brandon not to recognize his own sister when she had stayed with them for so many years.

Surprisingly, Brandon slapped me hard across the face in the next second, stunning me momentarily.

"You've already stolen Sienna's identity for so many years, Millie Jensen. How dare you bully her right after her return when you should be making yourself scarce instead!"

I pressed a hand to my swollen cheek, feeling stunned.

What the hell was wrong with the Jensen family?

How was it possible that Brandon didn't know what Millie looked like when he was her brother?

"Although I've been studying abroad for the past few years, I've also kept up with what's going on at home. I know that you're always acting arrogantly around Mom and Dad, but I didn't confront you about your behavior because I thought you were my sister.

"I never would have guessed that you're not a daughter of the Jensen family at all. You're nothing but a fake! I can't believe you're shameless enough to cause trouble for Sienna too."

I barked out an indignant laugh before glaring coldly at Brandon and Sienna.

"I'm bullying her? From the moment I arrived, have I said anything that proves that I'm bullying her?"

Everyone was stunned by my words.

After sifting through their memories, they realized that I hadn't said a word since I arrived. On the contrary, Sienna was the one who kept flaunting her arrogance.

Embarrassment began to creep up on Sienna's face when she felt the crowd's eyes on her. She hastily grabbed the ledger and offered it to Brandon, hoping to distract everyone.

"It's not like that. I felt sorry for Mom because she was pregnant for nine months. That's why I'm asking Millie to compensate her by paying a ten-month maternity fee.

"If she hadn't taken my place, I would have been able to stay by Mom's side and take care of her for the past few years. She's the one who prevented me from showing my gratitude. Is it unreasonable for me to ask for a ten-month maternity fee from her?"

Her voice was choked up. She sounded as if she had been terribly mistreated. "Besides, I'm not asking her for the money for myself. I'm asking on Mom's behalf!"

Brandon's eyes reddened upon hearing her words. He patted her hair with a heartbroken expression before shooting a furious glare at me.

"I've never heard of you doing anything for Mom and Dad, even though they raised you for so many years. You know that our family's been struggling for the last couple of years, but you're still asking for so many things. As expected, you won't feel sorry for them because you're not their flesh and blood."

I burst out laughing and pointed at the so-called maternity fee, asking, "Why aren't you paying the maternity fee when you're the one she gave birth to?"

I rolled my eyes speechlessly.

Perhaps the Jensen family's low intelligence was genetic. It was no wonder they were still hosting a welcoming party for Sienna even though they were saddled with a mountain of debt.

I bent down and studied the scratch marks on my car, doing a rough calculation of the compensation in my head. I then scribbled on the bankbook, saying, "I'll just charge you 300,000 dollars for the car's repair fees. Can you pay me today? If you don't, I'll have no choice but to get in touch with Molly."

A steely expression appeared on Sienna's face. She forgot all about the timid act that she was putting on for Brandon and began shrieking and jumping around.

"300,000 dollars? This car belongs to our family. Even if I trashed it, it has nothing to do with you!"

Brandon looked utterly confused upon hearing her words. He grabbed her hand and asked, "What car? Why haven't I heard about our family buying such an expensive car?"