The Real Heiress’s Sharp Words Unveil Her Pain Chapter 08

Chapter 8 Out on My Own

Lindsey frowned the moment she saw me.

“So you’re the one who got Noelle sent to boarding school and ruined her engagement to Gideon?”

I snapped right back. “Do you even hear yourself? All that education must have gone to your head. Noelle and Gideon framed me for stealing. How is any of that my fault?”

She clearly hadn’t expected me to be so combative. She pointed at me, furious. “Dad, Mom, look at how she talks to her own sister! What kind of manners is that, talking back to the oldest?”

“So what if you’re the oldest? What good is that?” I scoffed. “I was the oldest back home too. I took care of everyone, old and young. I was working in the fields at five. I never acted as spoiled as you. You just haven’t been beaten enough. That’s why you think you can act so high and mighty with me.”

No one had ever talked to Lindsey like that. She was so angry she could barely breathe.

Worse, Alana came over and took my hand, full of sympathy. “My poor girl. You’ve suffered so much all these years. We’ll raise your allowance by another ten thousand a month!”

At the thought of more money, I shut up. For once, I held back my urge to argue.

Lindsey stood nearby, plainly unhappy. She opened her mouth to say more, but Noelle hurriedly covered it and pulled her away.

That night, Lindsey talked with our parents until dawn. The next morning, they suddenly announced that they wanted to take a two-month trip. They said they wanted me to come, so the three of us could spend time together.

I had no interest in traveling. All I could think about was the million-plus dollars I had. “Go without me. I’m not going to be your third wheel.”

They smiled and praised me for being considerate, and left that same day.

Once they were gone, Lindsey got bold. She told the housekeeper, Mary, not to cook for me. Then she and Noelle ate dinner while giving me smug looks.

When I came downstairs and saw no place set for me, I ordered five takeout meals and ate right next to them, tossing bones all over the table.

Noelle turned away in disgust and ran off. Lindsey’s eyes lit

“Did no one ever teach you table manners? How can you call yourself a Monroe? You’re not

allowed to live in my house anymore!”

th that excuse, she kicked me out.

I was happy to go and do what I really wanted. But with one foot out the door, I still had to argue.

“What do you mean I’m not a Monroe? I took a DNA test. I’m blood family, no question The real impostor is somebody else. And you never took a DNA test, so who knows where you came from? When Dad and Mom get back, I’ll have them throw you both out.”

Noelle hated anyone bringing up her identity. Her face went livid. Lindsey pointed at me, furious.

“We won’t need Dad and Mom. In a few days, you’ll come crawling back and begging me!”

For the next month, Lindsey and Noelle lived comfortably. They waited for me to end up broke and miserable, then come back in tears and accept whatever unfair terms they set.

Meanwhile, I had over a million dollars and had already started my own business.

Growing up poor, I had learned one thing above all: how to make the plainest food taste good. With simple seasonings and the right proportions, I could make flavors that surprised people. So I opened a shop selling healthy, tasty food for people trying to lose weight.

In just two months, it took off and went viral online. Customers poured in. I was too busy opening new locations to think about the Monroes.

This life was far better than waiting around for an allowance.

Noelle, meanwhile, had her allowance cut in half but couldn’t give up her spending habits. She soon ran out of money and asked Lindsey for more. Lindsey helped at first, but eventually ran short herself and stopped.

Noelle tried asking Gideon, but he had just taken a huge loss. After losing a million-dollar watch, he’d gotten a severe punishment from his father. Now he avoided her like the plague.

With nowhere left to turn, Noelle finally understood how bad her situation was. She was desperate.