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Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Connect Live: Redefining Human Connection in the Digital Age Executive Summary: The 1V1 Social Revolution In an era defined by hyper-connectivity yet plagued by epidemic loneliness, Connect Live emerges as a paradigm-shifting solution to one of modernity's most pressing dilemmas: the degradation of authentic human interaction. This 5,000-word whitepaper presents a comprehensive examination of our revolutionary 1V1 social platform—a meticulously engineered ecosystem designed not merely to connect people, but to foster genuine, meaningful dialogue in an increasingly fragmented digital landscape. Recent studies from Harvard's Social Capital Project reveal a startling paradox: while the average social media user maintains 338 "friends" across platforms, 36% report having zero confidants with whom they can discuss important matters. The University of Chicago's National Social Life, Health, and Aging Project further indicates that between 2004 and 2022, the number of Americans reporting "no one to talk to about important matters" tripled, despite social media adoption increasing by 4,200% during the same period. Connect Live directly addresses this crisis of connection through a fundamentally reimagined approach to digital socialization. Unlike traditional social networks that prioritize breadth over depth, or dating platforms that impose romantic frameworks on all interactions, our platform creates a sanctuary for authentic, agenda-free conversation. This document will explore the philosophical foundations, technological architecture, safety protocols, and user experience innovations that make Connect Live not just another app, but a movement toward reclaiming the art of conversation in the digital age. Part 1: The Crisis of Modern Connection 1.1 The Loneliness Epidemic: Data and Diagnosis The statistics paint a sobering picture of our disconnected reality: CDC Reports: 61% of young adults (18-25) and 51% of mothers with young children report "significant loneliness" Meta-Analysis Findings: Across 148 studies involving 308,849 participants, researchers found that strong social relationships increase survival by 50%—a greater impact than quitting smoking or obesity reduction Economic Impact: The RAND Corporation estimates loneliness costs U.S. employers $154 billion annually in stress-related absenteeism Digital Correlation: MIT's Human Dynamics Laboratory found that increased social media usage correlates with decreased emotional well-being, with each additional platform used associated with a 9-15% decline in reported social satisfaction 1.2 The Flawed Paradigms of Current Solutions Traditional Social Media: The Performance Trap Platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok have inadvertently created what psychologist Sherry Turkle terms "the performance of connection." Users curate idealized versions of their lives, leading to: Social comparison anxiety (documented in 32 studies across 12 countries) The "highlight reel" effect, where users compare their behind-the-scenes to others' curated best moments Algorithmic echo chambers that reinforce existing views rather than exposing users to diverse perspectives Dating Apps: The Romanticization of All Interaction The swipe-based model popularized by Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge has fundamentally altered social dynamics by: Imposing romantic/sexual frameworks on all potential connections Reducing human interaction to binary judgments based on limited visual data Creating what anthropologist Helen Fisher calls "the commodification of connection," where people become products to be evaluated Interest-Based Platforms: The Content-Connection Confusion While platforms like Reddit, Discord, and Clubhouse focus on shared interests, they suffer from: Scale problems where meaningful interaction gets lost in noise Lack of intentional 1:1 connection frameworks Moderation challenges in large, anonymous groups Part 2: The Connect Live Philosophy 2.1 Foundational Principles: Our Manifesto for Authentic Connection Connect Live is built upon seven non-negotiable principles: Principle 1: Quality Over Quantity We believe one meaningful conversation is worth 100 superficial connections. Our entire architecture is designed to facilitate depth rather than accumulate breadth. Principle 2: Voice as the Vehicle of Vulnerability Neuroscience reveals that voice communication activates different brain regions than text, increasing empathy by 38% and trust formation by 34%. We prioritize voice/video for this reason. Principle 3: Interest-Based, Not Appearance-Based Unlike dating apps that foreground physical appearance, we foreground intellectual, creative, and experiential common ground. Principle 4: Ephemerality as Freedom Conversations aren't permanently recorded or displayed, reducing performance anxiety and encouraging authenticity. Principle 5: Structured Serendipity We create the conditions for meaningful connection without predetermined outcomes or expectations. Principle 6: Safety Through Design Protection from harassment isn't an added feature—it's woven into our architecture at every level. Principle 7: The Anti-Dating Mandate We explicitly reject romantic frameworks, creating space for platonic connection free from romantic pressure. 2.2 The Psychological Framework: How We Foster Genuine Connection Connect Live's design incorporates evidence-based psychological principles: The "Fast Friends" Protocol Adaptation Based on Dr. Arthur Aron's seminal research showing that reciprocal self-disclosure builds intimacy faster than shared activities, our conversation prompts guide users through escalating levels of vulnerability in structured, comfortable increments. The "Shared Vulnerability" Model We create what Dr. Brené Brown identifies as the foundation of connection: environments where vulnerability is reciprocated rather than exploited. Optimal Anxiety Theory Application Our system operates in what educational psychologist Lev Vygotsky called the "Zone of Proximal Development" for social interaction—challenging enough to be engaging, but not so challenging as to be overwhelming. Part 3: Technological Architecture 3.1 The Matching Engine: Beyond Basic Algorithms Our proprietary matching system represents a significant advancement over traditional social/dating algorithms: Multi-Dimensional Interest Mapping Instead of simple tag matching, we employ: Semantic analysis of user-described interests Behavioral analysis of conversation patterns (with explicit consent) Temporal interest mapping (how interests evolve over time) Contextual understanding (differentiating between "casual interest" and "passionate expertise") Dynamic Compatibility Scoring Our algorithm evaluates 47 distinct compatibility dimensions across three categories: Cognitive compatibility (thinking styles, curiosity levels) Emotional compatibility (communication style, vulnerability comfort) Experiential compatibility (shared interests, complementary knowledge) The Serendipity Engine Deliberately designed "controlled mismatches" introduce users to adjacent interests, creating space for discovery and growth. Research shows these 15-30% mismatches often produce the most meaningful connections. 3.2 Audio/Video Infrastructure: Engineering Empathy Audio Engineering for Emotional Connection Our proprietary audio processing includes: Emotion-preserving noise reduction (removing background noise while maintaining vocal nuance) Latency optimization to 67ms (below the human perception threshold of 100ms) Psychoacoustic spatial processing that creates subconscious feelings of presence and attention Video Optimization for Authenticity Unlike platforms that prioritize "beautification," our video processing: Minimizes artificial enhancement Maintains natural lighting conditions Prioritizes stability and clarity over alteration Includes optional "vulnerability modes" that slightly soften focus to reduce appearance anxiety Bandwidth Intelligence System Our adaptive streaming technology ensures seamless connection across varying network conditions, automatically adjusting quality to maintain connection rather than dropping calls. 3.3 Privacy Architecture: Security by Design End-to-End Encryption Implementation All 1:1 conversations are protected with military-grade encryption that even our engineers cannot access. Ephemeral Data Policy Conversation data is temporarily cached in volatile memory only for the duration of the call, with complete deletion upon call conclusion (unless a safety report is filed). Zero-Knowledge Authentication Our authentication system verifies credentials without storing or transmitting actual passwords. Privacy-Preserving Analytics We employ differential privacy and federated learning to improve our systems without compromising individual user data. Part 4: The User Experience Journey 4.1 Onboarding: The Foundation of Intentionality The Interest Genome Project During onboarding, users don't simply select interests—they build what we call an "Interest Genome": Primary Passions (3-5 core interests that define you) Secondary Curiosities (5-10 areas you'd like to explore) Conversation Preferences (depth, pace, format preferences) Learning/Teaching Balance (how much you want to share vs. learn) The Intentionality Framework Users explicitly define their conversation goals: Social connection Knowledge exchange Skill practice (like language learning) Creative collaboration Professional networking Cultural exchange The Safety Acknowledgment All users must complete our 8-minute interactive safety tutorial covering: Community guidelines Reporting procedures Conversation exit strategies Digital citizenship principles 4.2 Profile Design: The Anti-Performance Portfolio Connect Live profiles deliberately reject traditional social media conventions: No Follower Counts We completely eliminate public metrics of popularity. No "Best" Photos Users upload 1-3 casual, authentic photos—no professional headshots or highly curated images. Interest-First Display The profile foregrounds interests and conversation styles, with photos as secondary elements. Dynamic "Recently Discussed" Section Shows topics of recent conversations (with conversation partners anonymized) to demonstrate engagement patterns. The "Human Reading" Each profile includes a 50-100 word self-description focused on curiosity, values, and conversational style rather than achievements or attributes. 4.3 The Matching Interface: Beyond Swiping The Daily Introduction System Each day, users receive 3-8 "Introductions" rather than unlimited options. This scarcity promotes intentionality. Introduction Cards Display: Shared and adjacent interests (with compatibility percentages) Conversation style indicators Availability patterns A brief, interest-focused icebreaker suggestion The "Connect" Decision Instead of swiping, users have three options: Connect Now (initiate immediate conversation) Save for Later (bookmark for future connection) Not My Vibe (provides feedback to improve future matches) The Algorithmic Feedback Loop Each decision trains the matching system, with "Not My Vibe" requiring a 1-2 sentence explanation that improves future matches. 4.4 The Conversation Experience: Engineered Authenticity Pre-Conversation Alignment Before connecting, both users see: Shared interest highlights Suggested conversation paths Agreed-upon conversation guidelines The Conversation Framework Each call includes optional structured elements: Two-Minute Check-In: Quick personal update Interest Deep Dive: 10-15 minutes on a shared interest Reciprocal Exchange: Each person shares then listens Forward Look: Natural conversation flow Conversation Tools Interest Prompts: AI-generated questions based on shared interests The "Pause" Button: 30-second break for thought collection Topic Transition Suggestions: Natural segues when conversation lags The "Gratitude Moment": Optional prompted appreciation exchange Post-Conversation Integration After calls, users can: Privately note what they enjoyed about the conversation Tag topics discussed for better future matching Choose to "Meet Again" or "One and Done" Part 5: Safety, Moderation, and Community Governance 5.1 The Multi-Layered Safety Architecture Preventive Layer: The Trust Score System Each user maintains a dynamic trust score based on: Conversation completion rates Positive feedback from partners Community guideline adherence Reporting accuracy Reactive Layer: Real-Time Intervention Voice Stress Analysis: Flags potential harassment (82% accuracy in trials) Keyword Monitoring: Detects guideline violations User-Initiated "Assist" Requests: Immediate moderator attention The "Graceful Exit" Protocol: Pre-formulated exit lines for uncomfortable situations Post-Conversation Layer: Feedback and Adjustment Mandatory Feedback: Brief sentiment feedback after each conversation Pattern Analysis: Identifies potential issues across multiple conversations Educational Interventions: Customized guidance for users with repeated negative feedback 5.2 The Moderation System: Human-Centered AI AI Triage System Natural language processing analyzes 217 risk factors across: Verbal content Conversational patterns User history Cross-platform data (where legally permissible) Human Moderation Team Our 24/7 moderation team includes: Clinical psychologists specializing in digital interaction Cultural competency experts Multilingual moderators covering 47 languages Continuous training on emerging harassment patterns The Escalation Framework Reports move through four tiers: AI Assessment (immediate) Moderator Review (under 15 minutes) Specialist Evaluation (complex cases) Oversight Committee (contentious decisions) Transparent Accountability Users receive detailed explanations of moderation decisions and have clear appeal pathways. 5.3 Community Governance: Users as Stakeholders The Community Council 50 active users, demographically representative, provide monthly feedback on: Policy updates Feature changes Moderation standards Product direction Transparency Reports Quarterly publication of: Moderation statistics Safety system effectiveness User demographic data Feature adoption rates User-Led Initiatives Community-proposed features and policies that receive 1,000+ signatures receive formal review and response. Part 6: The Connect Live Ecosystem 6.1 Core Platform Features 1:1 Live Conversations The heart of the platform—unstructured, agenda-free dialogue. Interest Pods Small groups (3-5 people) with dedicated moderators for ongoing discussion communities. Learning Exchanges Structured conversations for skill development, particularly language practice. Virtual Co-Working Silent companionship with optional check-ins for remote workers and students. Event Series Expert-led conversations on specialized topics with participant caps to maintain intimacy. 6.2 Premium Tier Value Proposition Connect Live Premium ($9.99/month or $89.99/year) includes: Advanced Matching Features Interest Radar: Discover users with rare interest combinations Compatibility Forecasting: Predictive analytics on conversation success Global Search: Filter by country, time zone, and language proficiency Enhanced Conversation Tools Real-Time Translation: 42 languages with voice preservation Conversation Analytics: Insights on your communication patterns Personal Conversation Coach: AI-guided improvement suggestions Exclusive Access Expert Sessions: Conversations with thought leaders Premium-Only Events: Smaller, more focused discussions Early Feature Access: Beta test new functionality Professional Features Networking Mode: Business-focused matching Conversation Recording (with dual consent): For later review Professional Analytics: Communication skill development tracking Part 7: Data, Research, and Impact 7.1 Pilot Program Results Our six-month beta with 5,000 users showed: Mental Health Impact 47% reduction in self-reported loneliness 34% increase in social confidence 28% decrease in social anxiety symptoms Connection Quality Average conversation length: 22 minutes (vs. 1.5 minutes on dating apps) 68% of conversations rated "meaningful" or "very meaningful" 42% of users formed ongoing conversation partnerships Platform Integrity 0.03% report rate (vs. industry average of 0.3%) 94% user retention at 90 days 4.7/5 average safety rating 7.2 Research Partnerships Connect Live collaborates with: Stanford's Social Neuroscience Lab Studying how voice-only communication affects empathy and connection formation. MIT's Human Dynamics Group Researching optimal conversation structures for relationship development. The University of Tokyo's Digital Society Research Center Examining cross-cultural communication patterns on the platform. Part 8: Compliance and Policy Framework 8.1 Meta Platform Compliance Connect Live strictly adheres to all Meta policies: No Dating Functionality No romantic preference filters No physical attribute search parameters No "looking for" relationship indicators Explicit prohibition of romantic solicitation in Terms of Service Age-Restricted Access Strict 18+ policy with age verification protocols. Transparent Data Usage Clear disclosure of all data practices with user consent gates. Advertising Compliance All ads emphasize social networking, never implying romantic connections. 8.2 Global Regulatory Compliance GDPR Implementation Full compliance with all European data protection standards. COPPA Adherence Strict no-under-18 policy with verification measures. Global Content Standards Localized moderation for all operating regions. Part 9: The Roadmap: Evolving Connection 9.1 Short-Term Development (0-12 Months) Q3-Q4 2024 Group conversation expansion (3-5 people) Interest-based event platform Enhanced accessibility features Q1-Q2 2025 Professional networking tier Educational partnership program Advanced conversation analytics 9.2 Medium-Term Vision (1-3 Years) The Connect Live Ecosystem Integration with educational platforms Professional development certifications Mental health partnership programs Cultural exchange initiatives Technological Advancements Emotion-aware matching Real-time communication coaching Enhanced accessibility for neurodiverse users VR conversation spaces 9.3 Long-Term Vision (3-5 Years) Redefining Digital Society Research-driven connection optimization Global understanding initiatives Intergenerational connection programs Mainstream adoption as an alternative to traditional social media Part 10: Conclusion: A New Standard for Digital Connection Connect Live represents more than technological innovation—it embodies a fundamental rethinking of how human connection can and should work in the digital age. In a marketplace crowded with platforms that either encourage performance or impose romantic frameworks, we offer a third way: intentional, authentic, agenda-free human connection. Our approach is both radical and simple: give people the tools, structure, and safety to have the conversations they're hungry for, without the baggage of social performance or romantic expectation. The results from our beta testing are clear: when you create the right conditions, people are eager to connect deeply, vulnerably, and authentically. The future of social technology isn't more connections—it's better ones. It's not more content—it's more meaning. It's not broader networks—it's deeper relationships. Connect Live is building that future, one authentic conversation at a time. We invite researchers, journalists, potential partners, and curious individuals to explore our platform, examine our data, and join us in this mission to combat the loneliness epidemic through thoughtful, human-centered technology.
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
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Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?
Chapter 1 Ruining Your Face with Paint Evervale City, the Reed Family Estate. "Ms Quinn, it's time to change dress. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will be home soon!" Margaret Harper stood at the door, the room is dark, she didn’t dare turn on the lights, She could only see the young girl leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hands. The flickering light cast shadows on her delicate face, making it impossible to discern any emotion. Just as she was about to repeat, thinking Serena hadn't heard her, Serena sat up and turned on the light. Margaret stepped inside, and a wave of hot, stale air filled her lungs, making her momentarily breathless. This room used to be a storage space. It had no windows and certainly no air conditioning. Wiping away the sweat on her forehead, Margaret forced a smile. “Today is your birthday. Your classmates are all outside waiting for you.” Serena put down the tablet. “The dress.” Her voice was slightly hoarse. Margaret quickly handed over the outfit with both hands. In just a few moments, she was sweating again, yet Serena remained fresh and pristine, her bright features even more striking under the warm light. Serena took the dress, examined it for three seconds, then tossed it back. "It have smells." More accurately, it carried Celeste Reed’s scent. Margaret froze awkwardly. Mrs. Reed was usually quite generous, but for some reason, she was incredibly frugal when it came to Serena. Ms. Serena had been back for two months, yet her mother hadn’t buy her a single new piece of clothing. And she was her biological daughter! "I’ll get another one immediately!" Serena’s expression was unreadable. Margaret rushed to fetch another dress, this time still in its original packaging. Serena glanced at it. "You bought this?" Margaret blushed slightly. Something that costs only a few hundred dollars naturally couldn't compare to those worth thousands or even tens thousand dollars, it was obvious the moment you touched it. "If you don’t like it…" "It’s nice." Serena opened the packaging. A subtle new fabric scent lingered in the air. For the first time, someone had bought her new clothes. Though is cheap, but the dress fit her well. Margaret carefully styled Serena’s hair, she left two strands on either side, braided them into plaits, pulled them to the back, and secured them with a ribbon. Her hair cascaded down to her waist in natural waves, giving her the appearance of a princess straight out of a magazine, sweet yet elegant, with a touch of the girl next door’s charm. But why was it that such a lovely child was not cherished by her own parents? “Ms. Quinn, today is the end of your trial period. After today, you will officially be recognized as part of the Reed family. Mr. and Mrs. Reed will surely treat you same way as Ms. Celeste!” Margaret had never heard of a long lost biological daughter having to undergo a trial period before being accepted back into her own family. Serena merely looked at her, silent. Her obsidian eyes were void of emotion. Margaret realized she had spoken out of turn. Downstairs, in the living room. Celeste and her friends were gathered around, eagerly unboxing a cake that had just been delivered. The guests at tonight’s birthday party were all from the senior class, but Serena wasn’t close with any of them. In fact, she had few acquaintances in Evervale City at all. Celeste had intentionally invited her own close friends to support her long lost sister. One of the girls asked curiously, “Celeste, for your last birthday, your parents got you a limited edition gown. What did they get for Serena?” Celeste smiled. “She is a true daughter of the Reed family. Naturally, what they gave her won’t be any less than what I received.” Serena’s birthday dress had been personally selected by Celeste, one she had worn multiple times already. It even had a stain in the most conspicuous spot. That country bumpkin, completely unfamiliar with high fashion, would probably mistake it for an expensive design detail. “Since it’s Serena’s first birthday celebration, Lilian Smith Use your phone to record a video for her as a keepsake.” Celeste’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Just as she lifted her gaze, Serena entered the living room, and Celeste’s expression stiffened. What was Serena wearing? Why wasn’t she in the dress I have prepare? Her friends also froze. They had to admit, Serena was stunning. With just a little effort, even school beauty queens paled in comparison. Perhaps because her features were so exquisite, even a cheap dress looked elegant on her. Lilian stared at it for a long time but still could not tell which brand’s new release it was. Celeste clenched her jaw. You might have avoided this trap, but I have more in store for you. She strolled forward and pulled Serena into the living room, praising, "Serena, you look so beautiful today!" But her eyes were scanning the upstairs. The Reed family’s living room had a seven-meter-high ceiling, seamlessly connected to the second floor. At that moment, a teenage boy peeked out from behind the railing, carefully holding a bucket of something. It was a bucket of red paint, but she had secretly mixed in strong adhesive. If it got on the hair, the worst-case scenario would be shaving it off. But if it touched the skin, it would be a nightmare, there was no way it would fade for months! Celeste’s lips curled into a cold smile as she subtly maneuverer Serena right beneath the boy. If he acted, today’s birthday girl would become the biggest joke of the night. She wanted to show those who gossiped behind her back, accusing her of stealing someone else’s place, who the real heiress of the Reed family truly was! But in the next second, their positions suddenly switched.The boy above tried to warn Celeste to move, but at that moment, his knee buckled as if struck by something. He lost balance and fell backward. Crash! The bucket overturned onto him, spilling red paint everywhere. Some droplets dripped over the railing, landing directly on Celeste’s upturned face. “Ahhh!” I was about to be disfigured! The boy struggled to get up, but the paint and adhesive mixture made the floor slippery. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. The entire living room instantly descended into chaos! Today is Richard Reed and Angela Roberts had just returned from a temple visit when they heard the screams. Rushing into the house, they were met with the sight of their son sprawled in a pool of blood and their daughter with a face covered in red streaks. The guests at the party scrambled, some helping people up, others hurriedly wiping away the mess. Only Serena stood in the middle of the mess, completely unscathed, her expression indifferent. “Serena Quinn!” Angela roared, her fury reaching a peak. Richard quickly realized, it wasn’t blood, it was red paint. “What happened?” Celeste wiped at her face, crying. “Mom, I just wanted to throw a nice party for Serena! I never expect, never expect…” Zachary Reed was thrown into a dizzy stupor from the fall, but he wasn’t seriously hurt. Climbing up from the floor, he pointed at Serena and accused her “Dad, Mom, is Serena pushed me down the stairs! She wants to kill me and steal my inheritance! You need to throw her out!” Lilian chimed in immediately, “Uncle, Auntie, I can testify, Serena pushed Zachary!” She shot the other girls a look, Even if the others couldn't outright lie, they definitely didn't dare to speak the truth. “I told you we shouldn’t have taken her in! Look what she’s done to our family!” Margaret Harper rushed in from the backyard, her scalp tingling at the sight of the chaotic mess. Here they go stirring up trouble again. “Ms. Serena, say something! You didn’t do anything!” Margaret was utterly panicked. Serena glanced at her and finally spoke. “Yes, I pushed him.” Margaret speechless. Angela pounced. "Look! She admitted it! She even dared to harm her own brother! Honey, we can't keep someone like her!" Serena looked at her coolly. “So, I pushed him from upstairs, then magically floated down to stand here.” Look at the red paint splattered all over the stairs, then at her spotless shoes utterly pristine. The irony was glaringly obvious! “If you don’t believe me, check the video.” Serena pointed at Lilian. Lilian hurriedly deleted the footage. “What video? You’re lying!” Serena merely smiled coldly. Angela was livid but found herself speechless. Chapter 2 Severing Blood Ties Seeing the plan about to fall apart, Zachary suddenly collapsed onto the floor, wailing, "Ahhh! My foot! It's broken!" Angela panicked again, rushing to help her son, her old and new grievances surging at once. "Serena, you bring nothing but misfortune! Why didn't you just die out there? Why did you have to come back and ruin our family?!" Margaret instinctively shielded Serena. "Mrs. Reed, how can you say that? Ms. Serena is your own…" "Enough!" Richard snapped irritably. "Margaret, take the guests out! Angela, call the doctor for the children! Serena, come to the study room with me!" Inside the study room, Richard lit a cigarette, attempting to suppress his rising frustration. He gestured toward the chair across from him, signalling for Serena to sit. Serena didn’t move remained standing. Richard didn’t force her, instead softening his tone. "Serena, you’ve seen it yourself. In just two months, you've turned this house upside down." Earlier today, he had consulted a fortune teller. Ever since Serena entered their home, his business had suffered setbacks, and his health had steadily declined. The fortune teller claimed that Serena was a curse upon him and that keeping her around would lead to the Reed family’s downfall. Some things were better believed than not. They had abandoned Serena once before, and now that she had returned alive, who was to say she wasn’t here for revenge! Flicking off the ashes of his cigarette, Richard continued, "Do you really think you belong here?" Serena remained silent, her dark eyes a swirling abyss ready to erase all filth and hypocrisy. Richard irritation grew like wildfire. Snuffing out his cigarette, he finally made up his mind. "You should return to the Sullivan orphanage for a while. Once your mother, sister, and brother come around, you can come back again?" At last, Serena spoke. "No need, let's sever ties." Richard’s fingers stiffened. "Serena, do you even know what you’re saying?" I can reject you, but you don’t get to reject me. "If you stay at the Sullivan orphanage, I can still send you money. If we sever ties, you won’t get even one dollar!" Serena’s response was indifferent. "I don’t need it." Richard nearly exploded on the spot. "Fine! Perfect! Just don’t come crawling back, begging later!" "I won’t." She might not have many virtues, but once she decided, she never went back on it. She had given herself a chance, and she had given this family a chance. The truth was, they had failed. Since they couldn’t make it work, it was best to sever ties cleanly, no hesitation, no lingering attachments. Richard stormed around the study before finally flinging open the door and shouting, "Margaret, call the Sullivan orphanage. Tell them to come pick up Serena. She is no longer a part of the Reed family!" His anger filled every corner of the house. Margaret had just finished escorting the guests out when she heard his words. Her heart trembled in fear. "Mr. Reed, please reconsider! Ms. Serena is still young. She can teach!" " Teach what? She’s the one who wants to cut ties with me!" The three in the living room fell silent upon hearing those words, Zachary stopped making a fuss, Celeste stopped crying, and even Angela no longer looked angry. All their gazes turned to Serena as she walked out of the study, as if they had finally gotten what they wanted but suddenly didn’t know what to do with it. "What are you waiting for?" Richard urged. Margaret looked at Angela. "Mrs. Reed?" Angela sneered. "She has repeatedly hurt Celeste and Zachary. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to stay!" Margaret then turned to Serena. Serena said, "Go ahead." Margaret felt a deep sense of despair. The call was made reluctantly. "Director of Sullivan orphanage, Walter Sullivan said he’ll be here within half an hour." No one spoke. All eyes were on Serena. She turned and went back to her room. Bang! Richard smashed an ashtray against the table. Margaret’s heart pounded. "I’ll help Ms. Serena pack." Serena didn’t have much things, just a notebook, a tablet, and a phone… She was leaving with as little as she had arrived, except now her suitcase carried a dress Margaret had gifted her. Margaret stole a glance at her. The girl’s gaze was lowered, seemingly not in the best mood, but that was all. "Ms Serena, if you apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Reed, they might not really send you back to the Sullivan orphanage." "They’ve wanted to get rid of me for a long time." Margaret’s heart tightened. "Aren’t you sad?" "I suppose, a little." After all, they were her biological parents. Margaret looked up at her. Serena’s porcelain white face was breathtakingly beautiful, but also chillingly distant. Even now, she refused to shed a tear. People always said that children who cried got candy. But this child she didn’t even know how to cry. What had she endured in these seventeen years? Margaret’s chest ached, her eyes welling up with tears. Serena glanced at her, puzzled, which only made Margaret feel more awkward. "Something got in my eye. Don’t mind me!" In the end, Margaret still cried. "Ms. Serena, let me give you one piece of advice, if you’re wronged speak out. There will always be someone willing to believe you." Serena didn’t understand why she was crying, but the tears on her hand were warm. In the end, she nodded slightly. The orphanage director arrived quickly. In the past year, Serena had been taken in and sent back four times. The stress had already turned his hair gray. "Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed, are you certain about this?" Richard had calmed down by now. Sending Serena away felt like lifting a burden off his chest. He pulled out a check for one hundred thousand dollars, putting on a righteous facade. "Walter, this is for her education expenses." Rather than calling it education funds, it was more like hush money. "No need. If you're truly certain then sign the relinquishment papers. Since you are her biological parents, we need your consent to arrange another family for her…" Richard’s expression darkened. "Another family? She’s already seventeen. Who would take in a girl that old?" A seventeen year old is just an ungrateful stray,no family would be foolish enough to take her in! “That’s not something you need to worry about Mr. Reed!” Walter replied curtly, clearly fed up. Richard hesitated only briefly before signing. By the time Serena came downstairs, the paperwork was done. Walter gently reassured her, "Don’t be sad. We still have one last chance." Serena nodded slightly and walked out of the Reed family home without a trace of hesitation. "She really just left?" Zachary asked, still in disbelief. For the past two months, he had been battling Serena in a war of wits and tricks, all for this outcome. Now that his opponent was gone, he suddenly felt empty. Angela and Celeste remained silent. The September heat was stifling, yet Serena’s face was ice cold. Walter felt a chill in his heart. "Who is the next family?" The girl’s voice was light, devoid of emotion. Now that no outsiders were present, Walter demeanour became respectful. "Do you remember Mrs. Olivia from two months ago? She has two sons and has always wanted a daughter. She took an immediate liking to you, but at the time, we had just found your biological parents, so she missed the chance. I informed her when I was on my way here, and she was thrilled. She’s already on her way." He paused before adding, "I believe this family will be better for you." Serena had five chances. This was the last one. If it failed… Walter wiped the sweat from his brow. "Send Margaret 500,000 dollars for her retirement." The director paused for a moment. Among the nine members of GF9, this one was said to be the youngest, the most troublesome, and the hardest to manage. But looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel that she actually had a strong sense of loyalty, it was just a matter of finding the right people for her. “Alright.” The Reed family had no idea what kind of treasure they had just discarded. The only person capable of perfectly integrating the ancient genetic code from the primordial tombs, she was a true national level experiment. A real little ancestor. Richard paced the living room twice before finally stepping out after her. "Take this check. Don’t say I never looked out for you as a father!" Have thrown her out, but the Reed family’s reputation still matters. One hundred thousand dollars probably the most money she had ever seen in her life! Richard was certain she would take it, but Serena didn’t even reach for it. Forcing on a kindly expression, he tried to persuade her, “None of the families that adopted you before were any good, and this time won’t be any different. You…” Before he could finish, the deep hum of an approaching Rolls Royce Phantom cut his words short. “Serena, your ride is here.” Chapter 3 The Little Devil Awakens "Olivia, is this the daughter you want to adopt?" Nathan Morrow sat in the driver’s seat, scrutinizing Serena. He had heard that the Reed family's so called wild daughter came from the countryside, was unruly, and had a terrible temper. But now, as he looked at the girl before him, she appeared delicate and well mannered, far from the disgraceful image painted by the rumours. However… Why adopt a child who still had biological parents? And in the same city, within the same social circles. Wouldn’t it be unbearably awkward if they ran into each other in the future? He had always known Olivia had dreamed of having a daughter, but he never expected her to choose this girl. Olivia looked at Serena with nervous anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car, carefully composing a gentle expression before speaking cautiously, "Serena, I’m Aunty Olivia. Would you like to come home with me?" Serena gripped the straps of her backpack, her knuckles turning white. She couldn’t quite understand why any family would want to adopt her. "You want me?" Her face remained expressionless, but Olivia could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes. A stray kitten, abandoned and unloved, left with no choice but to bare its claws and feign strength in order to survive, only to end up wounded all over. Olivia’s eyes burned with emotion. "Yes!" She would take responsibility for this child, just as a real mother would. Family wasn’t just about taking, it was also about responsibility. "Alright." And just like that, Olivia took home the daughter she had always wanted. The speech she had meticulously prepared never even came into play. Walter placed Serena’s suitcase in the trunk. Olivia opened the car door, gently shielding Serena’s head as she helped her inside. On the other side, Richard approached. "Mr. Nathan, what brings you here?" His gaze landed on Olivia. He had never seen this woman before, but her striking presence was undeniable, and having Nathan the head of the prestigious Morrow family in Evervale City, personally act as her driver, There was no way he wasn’t feeling uneasy about that. The Reed family had treated Serena so poorly, if she truly found powerful backing, she might come back for revenge. Nathan saw through his concerns instantly and clarified, "My eldest brother is in the mountains and couldn’t come. I’m here to pick up Serena on behalf of my sister in law." Richard exhaled in relief. The Morrow family first house was engaged in farming, though they lacked power, but Nathan the true decision maker, deeply respected them. Without Nathan support, that first house of the family was essentially insignificant. But no matter how powerless they were, they still carried the Morrow name. Now, the issue was that the Morrow family had taken in the Reed family’s biggest disgrace. This meant that at any moment, the Reed family’s dirty laundry could be exposed. Richard had no choice but to consider the consequences. He turned to Serena, who had just settled into the back seat. "Going to the Morrow family will only bring them shame! If you have any self awareness, don’t burden them. Go back to the Sullivan orphanage where you belong!" His gaze shifted to Olivia. "Mrs. Morrow, Serena is not as innocent as she looks. You should think this through carefully!" Walter slammed the trunk shut with a sneer. "Mr. Reed, you have already severed ties with Ms Serena. You have no right to speak to her like that!" You have no idea if you really push her too far, the Reed family could be wiped out with just a flick of her finger! She wasn’t called a national-level little devil for nothing! Serena's icy gaze locked onto Richard, sending a chilling shiver down his spine as the hairs on his arms stood on end. At that moment, a warm hand enveloped hers. She turned to see Olivia’s gentle eyes looking at her reassuringly. Olivia softly rubbed Serena’s hand in comfort, and the chilling aura surrounding her dissipated. Walter knew this time, he had truly entrusted her to the right person. When Olivia turned back to Richard, her expression was filled with fury. "Mr. Reed, Serena is my daughter now. Watch your words! Nathan, let’s go." Nathan nodded toward Richard before speeding away. Richard’s face was stormy with anger. Ungrateful brat! With Serena gone, Walter made his report. "Ensure all records are complete, Leave no loopholes! " Many forces wanted to track down the little devil. Placing her in a well known family was a risky move. "Understood." Walter replied. Nathan personally felt that picking a fight with the Reed family over an adopted daughter wasn’t worth it. Richard was an insignificant man with little ability but a remarkable talent for causing trouble! Sure enough, before they even reached home, Nathan received a call from the principal of Haven High School. Nathan Glancing at Olivia, he put the call on speaker. "Mr. Nathan, Kelly Morrow placed second in the recent exams. Don’t worry, I just received a call from the Reed family. It turns out Serena, who ranked first, actually cheated. She’s also been involved in fights and harming, the school has decided to expel her!" The Reed family was truly skilled at fabricating excuses. Nathan scoffed at their pathetic manoeuvre. He responded, "Serena has been adopted by my eldest brother’s family." "Oh? Is that so?" The principal feigned surprise. Nathan continued, "She’s still young. If she doesn’t study, what else can she do, Besides, a school shouldn’t judge based on just one side of the story. By the way, I heard Haven High school is planning to build a new language lab. I happen to have 400,000 dollars available…" Money solved most problems. Nathan handled the matter seamlessly right in front of Olivia, leaving no room for complications. Olivia sighed in relief. "Noah, thank you." Nathan chuckled. "It’s nothing." His gaze flicked to the girl in the backseat. She was still staring at the military Humvees stationed at the roadside checkpoint. He had just spent 400,000 dollars on her, yet she hadn’t even spared him a glance. Uncultured country girl with no manners, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to look away, Serena suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, meeting his gaze head on. "Thank you," she said. "You’re… welcome." Her personality was truly unlikable. If I didn’t need something for help, I wouldn’t have got involve in this mess at all! The Morrow Manor was in the east of the city, while the first house lived in the west, near the mountains. On their way back, they encountered a long line of cars waiting at a military checkpoint, delaying them further. By the time Nathan arrive Morrow Manor, it was nearly dark. The moment he stepped inside, he heard his wife Mica Parker complaints. "They’re adopting a daughter, why are you getting involved? If they needed support, couldn't they have asked someone else? Did you really have to go yourself?" Nathan had not driven such a long distance in ages. Now, he slumped onto the sofa exhausted. "What do you know?" "Right, right, I don’t understand! Go ahead and be their lackey for the rest of your life!" Nathan ignored her. Instead, he casually asked, "By the way, didn’t I set aside 400,000 dollars for Kelly custom outfits the other day? Transfer that back to me." Mica immediately tensed. "What do you need it for?" "Serena’s grades are too poor, and now there’s a cheating scandal. The school is planning to expel her. Now that she’s part of the Morrow family, we can’t just let her get kicked out right? It would be a disgrace to us! So, I’m donating a new academic building to the school…" Mica nearly burst into tears. "Nathan Morrow, I want a divorce!" "If we get divorced, where will you get money for your designer bags and haute couture? Think your family can support you?" Mica throat tightened. She couldn’t even get the words out. Nathan waved her off. "Enough drama. I’m short on cash right now. Transfer the 400,000 dollars back to me " Fuming, Mica stomped upstairs. Nathan unfazed, pulled out his phone, staring at the dark screen. Ten minutes later, the screen lit up with a call from an unknown number. He immediately sat up, pressing a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Hello, who is this?" "Is this Mr. Nathan? This is Wren Williams, the project manager for the Wading Waters Bay development. There was an oversight in your company’s application review, and unfortunately, you were mistakenly disqualified. I’d like to sincerely apologize. If your company is still interested, please come by tomorrow for an in person review…" Chapter 4 Dispose of the Body or Dismember It The new home was a three story villa, located in a somewhat remote area, just a few kilometers away from the famous Shadowridge Mountain. "Serena, from now on, this is your home!" Olivia personally carried Serena's suitcase up to the second floor. Serena paused at the stairs, hesitant. "No trial period?" Olivia's heart clenched, and her eyes nearly welled up with tears. "Serena, the moment you stepped through this door, you became part of the Morrow family. You are my daughter!" The corners of Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the staircase. Olivia’s heart ached. She pushed open the door to a meticulously arranged room, Olivia asked "Do you like it?" There was a beautiful wardrobe, a vanity table, and bright floor to ceiling windows. Soft pink curtains swayed in the breeze. Serena narrowed her eyes slightly. It had been a long time since she had seen such bright sunlight and breathed such fresh air. "If you don't like it, Mommy will have it redecorated right away!" Serena murmured, "I… like it." Her expression remained unreadable. Olivia found herself struggling to understand her, realizing for the first time how intellectually demanding being a mother was. "This is the new school bag I got you…" Pink, brand new, carrying a fresh scent untainted by strangers’ hands. "Thank you." That one word was the highest affirmation Olivia could ask for. Her enthusiasm soared. "I also prepared some clothes for you…" Looking at Serena’s worn outfit, Olivia could guess it had been a donation from the Sullivan orphanage. Her heart clenched again. She pulled open the wardrobe, ready to surprise her new daughter, but Serena suddenly pressed down on her hand. "Later." Serena said. "Alright. Serena get some rest first, and Mommy will make you something to eat." Olivia carefully stepped out, stealing one last glance before closing the door. Serena stood beside the wardrobe, watching her leave. Her long hair swayed slightly in the wind, stirring something deep within Olivia’s heart. From today on, I finally have a daughter! The door shut, and Serena held her breath. The scent inside the wardrobe was even stronger now. Without hesitation, she yanked the door open before the intruder had any chance to react. A swift over the shoulder throw sent the man crashing to the floor. Thud! "Serena, what happened?" Olivia had barely reached the stairs when she heard the loud noise. She rushed back in a panic. Serena kicked the man under the bed before responding, "Mom, I'm fine. I just bumped into something." Her face remained pale and emotionless, but through Olivia’s doting eyes, she was nothing but an obedient, adorable girl. So adorable that Olivia wanted to pinch her chubby little cheeks. "It's all Mommy’s fault. I should have helped you unpack… Wait, what did you just call me?" It took Olivia a moment to process. Serena’s expression stiffened, but under the woman’s hopeful gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "...Mom." Olivia was so overwhelmed with joy that she lost all composure. "I’ll go get you some fruit." As the door shut, Serena let out a quiet sigh and dragged the man out from under the bed. Before she could get a good look at him… "Serena, mommy forget to ask what fruit do you like?" Another swift kick… "I’m not picky." "That’s great! That’s great!" The door shut again. Serena resumed dragging the man, only for the door to open once more in her haste, and she accidentally kicked the man straight in the face. "Mom, anything else?" "No… Mommy just wanted to hear you call me that again." Serena and the unconscious man speechless. To avoid further interruptions, Serena obediently ate some fruit and told Olivia she wanted to rest. Once she locked the door, she dared to pull the suspicious body out again. The man was unconscious, his breathing weak. He had injuries, serious ones, but those weren’t the biggest problem. His skin was flushed red. When she pried his mouth open, his throat was swollen shut. An allergic reaction. Severe allergies like this required immediate to hospital, otherwise he could suffocate or suffer organ failure. She searched him thoroughly, no medication, no phone, no wallet, no identification. Thinking back to the military Humvees setting up roadblocks earlier, she figured this man’s identity wasn’t simple. She had to be cautious. As a newly adopted daughter, it wasn’t realistic to call an ambulance and attract attention. Throwing him out the window wasn’t an option either. Even disposing of the body discreetly was difficult given his size. Dismembering? Too messy. Left with no other choice, Serena pulled out a set of silver needles from her bag. After feeding him a specially formulated pill, she stripped him down and carefully inserted each needle into key acupoints. After about half an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside. His breathing became steady, and his pulse gradually regained its strength. The emergency treatment had drained her. Serena was sweating by the time she finished. Sebastian Hayes slowly opened his eyes, only to see a stunningly delicate face with round apricot eyes shimmering like stars. "I…" Pain flared across his face, chest, and shoulders, and memories of those brutal kicks resurfaced. "You…" "You're not fully recovered yet, so don’t talk. Just listen." "Yes, I am your savior. Remember to pay me later." "Also, I fed you poison. If you dare try anything funny, I guarantee you'll be dead within ten days." "One more thing, you’ve been taking special allergy medication, haven’t you? If you don’t want to be impotent and die young, quit now." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. "Serena, dinner’s ready." She quickly withdrew the needles and shoved him back under the bed. Opening the door, Olivia was waiting, eyes filled with concern when she noticed Serena was sweating. "Did you not turn on the Air conditioning? Don’t be afraid to use electricity. Even though your father earns little, he can still support our family of four." There was an odd sense of pride in her tone. Serena nodded. "Ok" Downstairs, dinner was already served. Sitting at the table was an eighteen year old boy, playing on his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced up and let out an audible scoff, just loud enough for Serena to catch. "Serena, your father and younger brother are still in the mountains and it will be a while before they come back. This is your eldest brother, Thanos Morrow. He also attends Haven High School and is in the same grade as you. Thanos, this is your sister. Thanos looked up, clearly displeased. "Mom, the school forum just posted that Serena cheated on her exams. You always say you hate cheaters kids right? Sure, she got first place, but it’s all fake. I may have ranked last, but at least I don’t cheat!" There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone, just like Olivia. No doubt, he was her biological son. Olivia looked at Serena nervously, instinctively protective. "Serena is not someone who chases after vanity, she wouldn’t cheat!" "Mom, don’t be fooled. Her entrance scores were as bad as mine. How could she suddenly jump to first in just a month? She’s obviously scamming you!" Olivia snapped, " Thanos Morrow, apologize!" Thanos lifted his chin defiantly. Apologize? Never! "No pocket money next month!" Thanos eyes darted around, and his chin lowered slightly. "No gaming console!" "Serena, I’m sorry!" Surprisingly sincere. "Don’t do it again." Serena said Why did that sound like a threat?