At this moment, she and her boyfriend were sitting in the car on their way back, and their conversation could be heard clearly.

"You said Mr. Wells would definitely abuse your sister? Looks to me like they're as close as can be. You think the bite on her neck was from Leonard?"

"This Leonard is clearly a pervert. There is no way my sister can live a good life with him. She must be pretending."

This is Ivy's voice.

Evan chuckled, "I don't care if she's pretending. You said catching Mr. Wells abusing your sister would let us milk more money from that rich Wells woman. What now? They're clearly on the same page. I'm here paying off debts. Don't want to see me hacked up by loan sharks, do you?"

"Did I ask you to use the two million dollars to invest in such an unreliable project?" Ivy was obviously upset. "If you had done as I said and used the money to buy a house first, we could have gotten married now. Why would it end up like this?"

"That's all because of you. We agreed on five million, and you gave half to your sister. What good place can you buy with just over two million? I also want to make more money. Is there any business without risk?"

"You're blaming me now? It was your idea I fed Grandma those shrimp. If she hadn't gotten so sick, would my sister have agreed to marry Leonard? Now look at us, blowing the money and saving her life. It's costly for an old lady to recover at her age. "

"You're heartless. She's your grandmother."

Even Evan was repulsed by Ivy's cruelty.

"Me, heartless?" Ivy scoffed. "You didn't grow up in my shoes. When our parents died, it was just us sisters. Some rich family wanted to adopt one of us, but Grandma insisted we stay together.

Parents left us one house and some savings, plenty for one kid. Two's a squeeze. Grandma's stubbornness is what caused all this."

"And now you're saying this to me? Dragging a little sister and an old lady along, your parents wouldn't even let me in your house."

The recording ended with a screech of brakes. I removed my headphones, saved the recording, and handed it to the lawyer I'd already found.

The hospital had confirmed, from a blood sample taken from my ailing grandmother, that the bowl of soup Ivy had brought her was laced with shrimp—an intentional act triggering her severe allergy.

Six months later, Ivy was prosecuted for attempted murder in court.

Accompanied by Leonard and Grace, I attended the trial as an observer.

My grandmother had just recovered from her illness.

Instead, I informed her that Ivy had gone abroad to study,

much like the story I concocted in my previous life after receiving the money.

From the look in my grandmother's eyes, though, it seemed she had sensed something.

She knew Ivy well.

"Ivy is too impulsive to settle down for further studies," she remarked.

Receiving a windfall, she would either squander it or make risky, short-term investments akin to gambling.

But my grandmother didn't press further, so neither did I.

In the initial trial, Ivy received a fifteen-year prison sentence. She vehemently protested, screaming in court.

"Why? Elaine, why did you do this? Why do I always lose to you? Why do my choices always lead to the worst outcomes?"

I gestured to Leonard and Grace not to worry amidst the bailiffs present.

Would Ivy dare to charge at me again, like in her past life?

As expected, overcome by rage, she attempted to rush towards me,

only to be swiftly subdued by a bailiff wielding a stun gun.

It was a stark contrast to the modest measures I had prepared for Leonard.

I said to Ivy with calm sympathy in my eyes.

"No matter what choices you make, they will never yield good results. It's because your heart is so tainted and malicious. You've never truly understood why Grandma insisted on keeping us together despite the hardships. She always believed that we, as twin sisters, were God's greatest gifts to each other. As long as we love each other, we possess the greatest wealth."

"But you've always treated me as your rival, as if my existence naturally obstructs your pursuit of happiness. Only by eliminating me, only by making my life miserable, do you find peace."

"This is all you're doing!"

Exiting the courtroom, I casually mentioned to Leonard that I was thirsty and asked him to buy me a drink, then I bowed deeply to Grace.

"Grace, I deeply appreciate your trust in me. I'm grateful you believed the story I told you earlier. However, I don't think Leonard and I are meant to be married yet."

To be honest, I didn't care because Leonard had been injured before.

Secretly, I struggled with the temptation of inheriting Grace's vast fortune.

"But the foundation of marriage must be love. I firmly believe in that. So Leonard and me... should follow our separate paths in life."

"Elaine."

The moment I turned around, Grace suddenly called me.

When I faced her again, tears welled in her red eyes.

"Elaine, have you ever wondered why I believed your story?

Why I was willing to help you send Ivy to jail?

Why did the two million dollars in her possession easily fall into Evan's hands?"

My mind raced, unsure how to respond to Grace's emotional query.

"You're right, Elaine. Ivy is inherently wicked. No matter what choices she makes, she'll face consequences. And I'll ensure she pays for them. Because she's her, and you're you."