Wearing a suit, Harry appeared at the police station with an expressionless face.

My biological father, Harry, wanted to pay to bail Laura out, but I stopped him.

Picking up my phone, I showed him the trending searches. "Dad, I'm afraid netizens won't agree if you bail her out.

"If so, your beloved the Baker Group's reputation might be influenced."

My tone was full of gloating.

Harry had been in a superior position for many years. Obviously, this was a provocation to him, so he also raised his hand.

I cooperatively moved my face closer. "We are in the police station now. If you slap me, you will enter the jail to accompany my mom.."

Finally, Harry put down his hand angrily and took me home.

After we arrived home, Maria immediately rushed over to look at Harry with an innocent expression.

"Dad, how is Mom? It's all my fault. If only I hadn't been abandoned and grown up in the countryside, others would never discuss and laugh at me. It's all my fault."

Ordinarily, her pitiful appearance would be quite sympathetic.

Pitifully, Harry was angry because I offended him just now.

As expected, Harry reached out to push Maria aside, saying in disgust, "Since you know it's your fault, you should reflect on it. And there is no dinner for you tonight.

"Moreover, you are not a member of the Baker family. As a country girl, you should know your position. Even if you are..."

Seeming to remember something, Harry looked at me and quickly shut up.

But I understood what he meant. It turned out that he had known for a long time that Maria was Laura's illegitimate daughter.

With machismo, Harry would not tolerate Laura cheating on him.

Even though he also had another daughter who was the same age as me.

Maybe that was why he was reluctant to allow Maria to be a member of the Baker family.

Because it was a provocation to his dignity as a man. After all, Maria was the evidence that he was cuckolded.

But finally, he agreed and lived happily with them.

Probably, they reached a deal in private. Moreover, it was related to my grandfather's inheritance.

For the next few days, Laura stayed in the detention center.

I think it was a bit of a pity because she couldn't sense the sarcasm from other wealthy ladies.

She valued her reputation so much. Those sarcasms should have made her more painful than killing her.

During those days, Maria had been busy practicing the violin.

In my previous life, she performed outstandingly in the competition, so she successfully became a member of the Baker family.

Now, I was back. How could I allow her to be a member of the Baker family successfully?

Soon, the competition arrived.

Running over with a drink, Nora sat next to me.

"Amelia, you are so beautiful today. I believe you can definitely win.

"You are so perfect. You are good at studying, pretty, and able to play the violin. I wish I could do that, too.

"I am imagining I am standing on the stage with a violin. I must be charming at that time."

I smiled at Nora, "My princess, the violin is right here. You can take a couple of photos with it before the competition."

Hearing my words, Nora ran away with the violin in her arms, smiling.

Seeing Nora's happy expression, I couldn't help smiling.

After the host announced the start of the competition, the contestants came on stage one by one. But Nora didn't appear.

Sure enough, my best friend did the same thing as that in my previous life.

I stood up and walked straight to Maria's lounge.

She was wearing a purple evening dress. At that time, she was stroking the violin in her hand with a look of love.

And the violin in her hand was actually mine.

Without talking nonsense, I walked up to her to grab it.

Maria didn't expect that I would directly take action, so she let go in shock.

With a sound, my violin fell to the ground and was broken.

However, Maria looked gloating.

"Amelia, your violin is broken. You can't blame me. If you hadn't come in suddenly, I wouldn't have been so scared, and your violin wouldn't fall down the ground.

"But you should have no time to blame me, right? After all, without the violin, you can't participate in the competition."

Maria looked like a winner.

"Oh, Amelia, why do you show that expression on your face? Are you going to hit me? Come on."

I didn't yield to her but went up and slapped her twice.

Seeing her face swollen, I stopped with regret.

"It's been a long time since I heard such a ridiculous request. But, as your sister, I will satisfy all your requests. You don't need to thank me."

Maria was stunned for a moment. But soon, she pounced on me wildly.

I had a black belt in Taekwondo. How could a loser like her beat me?

Then, I pressed her to the ground and beat her again.

I didn't stand up until I felt relieved.

"Maria, this violin is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Since you broke it, you remember to compensate me."

After speaking, I left.

Going out the door, I ran into a staff member who came looking for me and reminded me that it was my turn soon.

Under Maria's surprised gaze, I took away the violin she had placed in the corner.

Looking at Maria, who was already dumbfounded, I reminded her, "Maria, I'll take the violin. After all, you bought it with the money of the Baker family. Now, it should be returned to its original owner.

"As for your tool, you have to solve it alone."

After speaking, I walked towards the stage without hesitation.

As expected, I won first place.

And Maria withdrew from the competition directly.

I felt unreal while holding the trophy and facing the audience.

In my previous life, I also signed up for this competition and experienced the same thing.

But then, Laura stood next to Maria.

When I finally found my violin, Laura said that my violin was better and I should give it to Maria.

By then, I was used to giving everything to Maria.

So, I picked up the violin Maria abandoned without complaint.

But Laura, my biological mother, snatched it away and smashed it before me.

That time, I pushed Laura away and slapped Maria.

The result was Laura took me outside by pulling my hair.

Pointing at me, she said I was shameless, a bitch. She used all kinds of insulting words to insult me.

Everyone discussed me. I even was treated as a mistress by some people, and they threw garbage at me.

However, Laura just watched coldly from the side.

I remember that I cried for a long time that day, but Laura took Maria to celebrate her victory happily.

In both my previous and present life, I had always wanted to ask Laura if she loved me.

I happened to see the exhausted Laura in the audience.

Today, she was released. Obviously, she came here immediately.

I held the trophy and looked at Laura in the audience.

But she didn't even look at me because she only cared about her other daughter.

I couldn't help laughing at myself.

I had died once. How could I still have expectations for my parents?

Family affection had always been a luxury for me.

I walked off the stage with determination, and so was my resolve for revenge.

I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it.

Quickly, the news Amelia won first place in the competition made headlines.

I received unprecedented praise and applause.

Even Harry appreciated me and bought me a villa.

Later, Nora found me and said that she suddenly had a stomachache.

So, she asked Maria to give me the violin, but she didn't expect an accident to happen.

Seeing the sincere apology on her face, I smiled slightly.

"If you weren't my best friend, I would have suspected you that you deliberately cooperated with Maria to prevent me from participating in the competition.

"But Nora, you are my best friend. You wouldn't do it, right?"

Nora showed a hint of surprise on her face, but it was quickly covered up.

She laughed dryly. Then, she said she was uncomfortable and left.

Looking at her back, I showed a sneer on my face.

Those days, Maria had been crying every day. And Laura was very worried after seeing this scene.

Both of them had lost a lot of weight in the past few days.

But I was happy to see it.

Three days later, Maria suddenly looked radiant after coming back from outside.

I knew she must do something bad for me.

Sure enough, there appeared some hot topics that night with hashtags:

"Amelia Baker actually bullied her younger sister!" and "Amelia Baker led school bullying!"

It turned out that a marketing account released the video of me beating Maria in the lounge that day.

Afterward, someone posted a video in the comment section accusing me of school bullying.

And the person who disclosed the video was none other than my best friend.

In the video, she reported me for school bullying under her real name, holding her ID card.

She said I had asked her to do the leg work since elementary school. If she refused, I would beat her up.

She said I took off her clothes, recorded videos, and sold them to the boys.

And she said I led others to force her to eat wall dust and drink toilet water.

Besides, she also took out a video in which she was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and I punched her again and again.

There were quite a few of my so-called classmates accusing me in the comment section.

Seeing those comments, I was very calm. After all, the contents were the same as in my previous life.

The one who really endured all that was actually me in my previous life.

But I was a little surprised that my best friend stopped acting.