The Fake Heiress Is the Real Lucky One

Jason and Sharon were still hesitating. Ivy, sensing this was her only chance, dropped to her knees. "Mom, Dad, she overheard everything we said! What if she listens in again and leaks our business secrets? You have to act decisively, or this will only spiral out of control!

"Dylan, please help me! I'm your real sister!"

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After Ivy's constant instigating, Jason finally nodded. "Open the door and let her leave."

As Jason said those words, I struggled to get into my wheelchair. Dylan looked like he wanted to stop me, but Sharon held him back.

As I reached the door, I looked back at the Campbell family. There wasn't a trace of hesitation or guilt in me. I was giving all the pain back to them. Just as I crossed the threshold, I heard someone fall inside, followed by gasps of shock.

"Ivy! What happened? Don't scare us like this!"

10

At the same time, the excruciating pain in my heart suddenly disappeared. It seemed my "heart condition" had returned to Ivy, since I hadn't suffered for long.

The days of suffering and being sick on behalf of the Campbell family were over.

Dylan carried Ivy to the car while Jason called the hospital and got in. Sharon, however, stormed over to me and slapped me hard across the face. "Ivy was right about you. You're a curse!

"Ivy must be suffering because of you! Did you know about her heart condition and provoke her on purpose, pretending to have your own heart issues? If we had taken you to the hospital, we would have missed her episode! You're so cruel!"

I wiped the blood from my split lip and smiled. "You're wrong. If you hadn't thrown me out, Ivy wouldn't be in trouble at all."

Sharon didn't understand what I meant. Dylan stopped the car in front of me and, seeing my swollen cheek, couldn't help but lift me into the car. "Let's get you checked at the hospital too. Your heart's been bothering you, right?"

Sharon was still thinking about what I had said, too puzzled to say anything more.

Jason, however, was visibly upset. "Why are we even bothering with her? Hasn't she caused us enough trouble?"

Dylan stepped on the gas and left the villa. After a long silence, he finally said, "Let's just get her checked out. Consider it the last time."

After that, no one objected.

I didn't think it mattered anyway. I was perfectly healthy, so taking me to the hospital was just for show. I was curious about how Jason and Sharon would react when they found out the truth. And even more curious about how furious Ivy would be when she woke up to discover she had a serious heart condition.

So I didn't argue.

11

The villa wasn't far from the hospital, and we arrived in less than ten minutes. Jason had called ahead, so the emergency staff was already waiting for us.

Everyone rushed Ivy into the exam room, completely forgetting about me. It was the staff who eventually helped me into a wheelchair.

I wheeled myself into the room just in time to hear the doctor say, "It's an acute heart attack. The condition is critical, and we need to operate immediately."

Sharon stumbled back a few steps, nearly collapsing.

Jason, however, remained much calmer, already on the phone with a specialist he knew, trying to gather more information.