When I learned that I was not the real daughter of the Pratt family, I was not surprised at all. After all, my foster parents, Felix Pratt and Sandra Pratt, and their real daughter were too stupid.

After the real Miss Pratt came back, she couldn't wait to take back everything that belonged to her, including her name.

She thought that after Lamar said I was a jinx and kicked me out of the family, she could rest assured forever.

However, she didn't know that after I left, her good days had also come to an end.

When I got rich, she knelt down and begged me to exchange our names back.

But I just patted her face and sneered.

"You're really shameless."

...

When I saw my parents standing in front of me with a girl who looked exactly like them, I instantly understood something.

It turned out that I was not their biological daughter. In fact, I used to wonder why my parents were so stupid while I was so clever.

Before I could speak, Sandra slapped me angrily.

She roared, "You bitch! You are actually not my daughter, but you used her name and enjoyed life in the Pratt family, while my real daughter is suffering outside. You should go to hell!"

Sandra's slap dumbfounded me. I didn't ask you to take the wrong child back then. Why did you slap me? I thought.

Then, I said, "Mom, I was just a baby back then. How could I let you take the wrong baby at that time?"

But when Sandra heard my retort, she wanted to give me another slap. But at this time, that girl rushed over and stood in front of me.

She said to Sandra, "Mom, it has nothing to do with her. If you want to blame someone, blame me. It's just that I'm not a lucky girl and couldn't be raised by you and Dad. But now, I've found you, my parents, and that's enough. She's my sister and has lived here for many years. She is already used to this kind of high-quality life. Don't drive her away, okay?"

Looking at her shaking Sandra's arm and acting like a spoiled child, I felt like I had goosebumps all over my body.

I thought that this girl was really a bitch. Sandra hadn't even asked me to leave, but this girl was already starting to imply that I didn't belong to this family.

But Sandra said, "Okay. Okay. Okay. I promise you, my baby girl! Since you're back, you'll have your name back, Monica Pratt." Then, she looked at me and said coldly, "As for you, you'll have your sister's previous name, Irene Pratt."

I nodded lightly. It was just a name.

Then, Sandra said to the maid, "Lena, clean up Irene's room for Monica. I'll let my baby live in there."

But Monica said, "Mom, it's not good for me to take my sister's things right after I came back. I'm used to living in a small room. Let me live in a small room."

Sandra caressed Monica's head.

She said to Monica gently, "From now on, I'll give you all the best things in the family. I won't let you suffer anymore."

The mother and daughter cared about each other. But this scene made me feel a little uncomfortable. Sandra was still concerned about me yesterday. But today, she turned indifferent and became very cold to me.

I took a deep breath and then smiled.

I said to them, "Since I'm not the biological daughter of the Pratt family, I'm very grateful that you will still let me live here. I'll pack up my things myself and find a small room to stay."

"Thank you, Irene," Monica said.

She looked at me with provocation in her eyes.

I smiled disdainfully and turned to leave.

Later, sitting in the room that was only as big as my previous cloakroom, I sighed deeply.

I had done so many things for the Pratt family and made it become a wealthy family, but I didn't have much savings in my account. Now, I even had to depend on them for a living.

Considering that I didn't have to go to work for the Pratt Group anymore, I opened a job-hunting website to look for a new job.

At this time, someone knocked on the door. I opened the door and found that it was Monica.

She said to me, "Irene, Mom and Dad want you to help me get familiar with the company's business so that I can take over the Pratt Group in the future. Will you be unhappy?"

However, before I could speak, Monica began to cry.

She choked with sobs, "Irene, I know you're unhappy that I'm back. I also know that you don't want to see me in the company. But Mom and Dad have requested it. I don't want to take your things either."

Before I could react, a strong force came. The next second, I fell to the ground. The pain made me cry in an instant.

Sandra said to me impatiently, "What?

"What are you crying for? You made your sister cry. You should feel lucky that I didn't drive you out! Stop crying!"

I ignored Sandra's words. I just cried so hard that I almost couldn't catch my breath.

Felix also heard the noise. He hurried over and asked what was going on.

Sandra told Felix what had happened just now. Then, Felix's face darkened.

He said to me in a deep voice, "Don't you know who you are now? It's good enough for you to be a receptionist at the company in the future! You should be grateful."

I sobbed.

"I didn't say that I wouldn't teach her. I remember what you have taught me since I was a child. I respected everyone I met. My sister is younger than me. How would I not teach her seriously? I grew up under your guidance and education. How could I be some unreasonable person?"

My words made Felix and Sandra a little embarrassed. They turned to look at Monica beside them.

Monica was embarrassed, too.

She stammered, "I probably didn't hear Irene clearly. I misunderstood you, Irene. I'm sorry."

I wiped away my tears with my hand and took Monica's hand.

I said to her, "You're my sister. How can I be angry with you? I'll definitely teach you well and let you make the Pratt Group one of the top 100 companies in the world!"

Then, I turned to look at Felix.

I said sincerely, "Dad, after finishing teaching Monica, I will leave the Pratt Group. I won't covet her things."

But Felix firmly refused me when he heard this.

"No. You're in charge of several major projects. What if they withdraw their investment after you leave? We'll talk about it later!"

After that, Felix left quickly.

At this moment, I felt that things between the four of us were really dramatic.

Sandra looked at me unhappily.

She said to me, "He was just saying. Let me tell you, the Pratt family has nothing to do with you in the future. It's all Monica's."

Then, Sandra held Monica's hand and left. But before Monica left, she turned her head and smiled provocatively at me.

I lowered my head and chuckled. I had a hunch that life in the Pratt family would definitely be very interesting in the future.

Although I had been pampered since I was a child, I had never been happy.

Felix and Sandra were so strict with me that I almost became depressed.

In the best-case scenario, they would scold me when I did something they thought was wrong. In the worst-case scenario, they would beat me with a wooden stick.

I sighed in my heart, Monica, I've suffered for you for more than ten years. You should be happy.

I won't hold back if you mess with me again.

Monica was really stupid. I had to repeat the same explanation four or five times before she could finally understand.

Felix and Sandra were actually expecting that Monica could carry forward the family business. But that was ridiculous.

"Baby, did she make it clear to you?" Sandra asked Monica.

At the same time, Sandra gave Monica a glass of warm milk, completely ignoring me, who was sitting next to Monica.

"Well... Irene is a good teacher. It's just that I'm so stupid. I let you and Dad down. I'm so useless."

As Monica spoke, she began to cry again. I rolled my eyes speechlessly, which happened to be seen by Sandra.

The next second, Sandra slapped me in the face, and the diamonds on her nails scratched my face.

"I asked you to teach Monica. Don't try to go through the motions. We've raised you for so many years. Now, it's time for you to repay our kindness! I've taught you a lesson today. If this happens again, I'll really kick you out of the Pratt family!"

I covered my face and nodded lightly.

Then, I said timidly, "I taught her the same way the teacher taught me back then. Maybe she's not used to it. I'll go into more detail."

Sandra nodded with satisfaction, not understanding the implication at all.

But Monica's face darkened. Just as she was about to speak, I interrupted her.

I said to Sandra, "There's only less than a week before July 15th. The Pratt family will prepare a lot of things in advance for this special day every year. Do you want Monica to do the preparation this year?"

Monica nodded and didn't say anything, but her eyes revealed a trace of anticipation.

But Sandra shook her head.

She said, "It's a hard job. You should prepare for it! Don't make any mistakes. I want to take this opportunity to formally announce that Monica is my daughter."

I nodded in agreement.

"Okay. Monica just came back and doesn't know much about the rules. By the way, Dad asked Monica to go to work tomorrow. Which position do you want her to take?" I asked Sandra.

Sandra glanced at me.

Then, she said impatiently, "Monica is more than qualified to be the general manager. Her teachers all say that she is a good student!"

Hearing this, Monica raised her head proudly and smiled provocatively at me.

But I just smiled faintly.

Then, I said sincerely, "Her ability is definitely very good. But I used to work my way up from the basics and got my current position step by step. If we let her become the general manager without a convincing reason, my subordinates would definitely not accept it. They might even gossip behind her back, which would be detrimental to the company's development."

I had some say in the company, so I thought Sandra would definitely listen to me.

Sure enough, Sandra thought my words made sense.

"You're right," she said to me. Then, she turned to look at Monica, saying, "Baby, you should learn from her first. The Pratt Group will be yours in the future."

Monica forced a smile and nodded.

She said, "Mom, I will do my best. You and Dad can rest assured. I won't let you down."

I tried hard to hold back my laughter and curled my lips. I was actually very much looking forward to that day.

The next day, I went to the company with Monica and let her be my subordinate's assistant.

I said to Monica, "Monica, do your best. Remember to keep your identity from others, or you will be looked down upon."

She blushed and glared at me.

"You impostor! You'll get kicked out sooner or later! Just wait and see. I'll make you kneel down and beg me."

I smiled and leaned towards her.

Then, I whispered into her ear, "Let's wait and see, Miss Pratt."

After that, I went to work and completely ignored Monica.

When I was in a meeting with an important client, Monica barged in without knocking first.

When she saw that there were so many people in the room, she stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I got the wrong room."

After saying so, Monica quickly left. But when she closed the door, she winked at my client.

I clenched my fists tightly, trying my best to suppress my anger.

Then, I explained to my client, "I'm sorry. She's an intern. There's something wrong with her head. Sorry again. Let's continue."

My client nodded unhappily. Fortunately, he signed the contract with us in the end.

After the meeting, I called Monica over and scolded her in front of everyone.

"Do you know how important that client is to our company? This project is about to be completed. If it is suspended because of you today, we will suffer heavy losses!"

But Monica just gave me a disdainful smile.

She said casually, "Irene, have you forgotten your identity? Since you said so, I don't have to hide mine from others anymore."

Then, she looked around and spoke proudly.

"She's not the biological daughter of the Pratt family. She's just an imposter! I am the real daughter of the Pratt family!"