Aria Carver has never known that she's not related to the Kent family by blood. When her childhood sweetheart and the rest of the world turn on her, the Kent family kicks her out and tells her to search for her biological parents in the hole she'd crawled out from…

Aria laughs it off. She's about to stun everyone by revealing her secret identity, but it turns out the "hole" the Kent family had mentioned is actually the richest family in Janovin, the Carver family!

Over the course of a single night, she goes from the Kent family's fake daughter, who's despised by everyone, to the actual daughter of the richest man in the country. She also has six brothers who absolutely adore her!

Her eldest brother is a domineering president. "Let's pause the meeting right here. Get me a ticket back to the country—I wanna see who are the people who have the nerve to bully my sister!"

Her second-eldest brother is a famous celebrity. "Cancel the function. I'm gonna take my sister home right now."

Her third-eldest brother is a god in his industry. "Postpone the competition. Nothing's more important than my sister."

This rocks the country!

The Kent family regrets every wrong move they make, and Aria's childhood sweetheart tries to win her back.

But before she can reject him, Landon York, the president of York Group and the son of the renowned York family, proposes to her. It makes her the talk of the town!

Kicked Out

The roads were soaked. It had been raining for a whole day in Southbury.

Aria Carver's backpack was thrown out of the door by the butler in disdain.

"Mr. Kent doesn't want to see you, Ms. Carver. So, I have to say some words in his stead. Your birth parents are in the countryside. Your father's last name is Carver.

"The Kent family mistook you for their daughter in the past. But now that Ms. Lily has been found, I hope that you can do what's best for everyone and stop contacting the Kent family."

The butler, Alfred Dun, took out a card. "Here's 10,000 dollars. Mr. Kent instructed me to give it to you as compensation."

"No need."

Aria didn't even look at the card as she picked up her backpack.

Alfred looked at her in disdain. She didn't want the money? Was she acting tough?

She should really think about her circumstances. The Kents had found their real daughter. They wouldn't want a country bumpkin like her anymore. She was an embarrassment.

"As you wish, Ms. Carver." Alfred closed the door with a loud bang.

Aria paid him no mind. She only took a black backpack when she left the Kent Residence. She stood proud and tall. She left the Kent Residence without taking anything that didn't belong to her.

The rain falling on her made her look a little defeated. The people on the second floor saw her and started snickering. They didn't care if she could hear them.

"She's finally gone."

"I know right? I was so afraid that she might not want to go back to the countryside, and would try to stay with us."

Aria didn't respond, but a sneer appeared on her face.

Were the Kents ignorant? Yes, they were.

Aria chewed on a gummy absentmindedly. She had a head of long and glossy black hair. Her face was a little pale, but it didn't make her look weak. Instead, she looked quite mysterious.

…

At the same time, the Carver family was having an international meeting at their home in Janovin.

Warren Carver sat at the head of the table. He held a cane in his hands and looked really intimidating.

"It's been so many years. Is there still no leads on your sister?"

He was talking to his six grandsons.

The Carver family was the wealthiest in Janovin. The six scions of the family were all very remarkable people.

Any single one of them would cause a stir if they went out in the open.

At that moment, they all looked saddened. Longing and sorrow filled their eyes. They were the ones that lost their youngest sister back then.

She was only a baby when she went missing. She never caused a fuss and was always very adorable.

It had been 18 years. They had never stopped looking since. All the leads went cold at a secluded village in the mountains. They had no idea how many times the human traffickers moved their baby sister around.

"Grandpa, let's keep looking. We will definitely find her!"

Suddenly, a chubby man, Frank Levin, rushed into the room with some documents in his hand. He panted as he said, "Mr. Chairman! Little Ms. Carver has been found!"

Warren, who was usually composed, stood up immediately. He was so excited that his hands were shaking.

"Where is she? Send someone to pick her up right now!"

Frank handed the documents over. "She's in Southbury. We're still looking into her exact location."

"Then let's go to Southbury! Get a car ready!" Warren was very excited.

…

It was evening in Southbury. Aria, who had been kicked out of the Kent Residence, didn't go to the countryside.

She waited for the rain to stop before she headed back to the place she was staying at. It was a very insignificant neighborhood.

When she was parking her car, someone called out to her, "You're back, Aria."

"Yeah. I'm back." Aria smiled.

Maria Goode, a fruit vendor, handed her an apple. "I haven't seen you in two weeks. No one else could help me with my arthritis."

"Don't forget about me, Aria. My hand always trembles when I'm playing chess."

Everyone knew that Aria was a very beloved figure in the Elmer district. Some retired government officials loved to chat with her as she treated their conditions.

The place might look plain and simple on the surface, but there was more than met the eye.

The person who talked about his hand was Jasper Garland, a former national chess champion.

Aria didn't delve into the identities of the other residents. She chose to live in this neighborhood because it was a nice place.

More Than Meets the Eye

"I'll offer treatment for everyone at the community square tomorrow." Then, Aria reminded them, "Remember to take the medicine. Don't stay up late to watch soap operas. They won't end so soon."

"The Tiara" was all the rage in the Elmer district at that time. All the older men and women were hooked on it.

A lot of them looked guilty after Aria said that. "We…We will sleep at 10:00 pm from now on."

In the past, no one could have imagined that this group of people would be so obedient to one person. A lot of them had made great contributions to the country. Even their identities were kept a secret.

Elmer district's community manager, Joel Hayes, had been hoping that Aria would come back sooner. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Dr. Carver, I have been keeping an eye on your house. I've not allowed anyone to approach your property."

"Thanks for the hard work." Aria bowed slightly and handed him an apple.

Joel accepted the apple with a smile. "It's no trouble at all. I trust you won't be leaving anytime soon?"

A community manager like him could never keep the neighborhood's residents under control.

"Yeah. I won't be leaving," Aria said as she took the key.

Joel replied joyfully, "That's wonderful! I'll leave you be so you can unpack your stuff. Let me know if you need anything."

Aria nodded.

She inserted the key and opened the door after Joel left. The lock was very old. It didn't seem like there was anything special about it.

But after she undid the first lock, an LCD lock appeared before her.

"Confirmation to proceed with iris scan."

Aria said casually, "Do it."

"Proceeding with iris scan. Please wait."

"Iris scan completed. Welcome home, master."

It was a very classy computerized voice that hadn't been activated for some time.

The metal door opened automatically with a "clack".

The house was instantly illuminated. There was a bookshelf that was about six feet tall which was filled with medical books and containers with herbs in them.

There was a lot of greenery at the door. Most of them were herbs. All of them were labeled.

In the middle of the living room sat a very cool-looking black and red motorcycle. It was the BMW S 1000 RR which was no longer being produced.

Aria walked over to the kitchen and took a bottle of water from the fridge. She wanted to drink some water and watch some TV.

Suddenly, the phone that was charging on her desk rang. It was a custom ringtone.

"Richie Carver, wakey wakey, It's time for work! Richie Carver, wakey wakey, It's time for work! Richie—"

Aria took the call when it was about to ring for the third time. "Speak."

"Boss, there's a huge job in Southbury. Should we take it?"

Aria took a sip of the water. "What's it about?"

"The richest man in Janovin is looking for his long-lost granddaughter. They say she's in Southbury. It shouldn't be hard to find her. This job pays a lot."

Aria yawned. "Not interested."

"Hold on! Please wait, boss! There's another one. The type you like! It's also a huge job!"

The person on the other end of the call was very servile.

Aria placed her chin on the palm lazily. "Tell me about it."

"The York family of Janovin is looking for you. They're offering 10 million dollars for you to treat a patient.

"They also said that people who can find you or provide information about you will be rewarded as well. They're so stacked!"

"Why are they so generous?" Aria went into work mode immediately.

She tapped the phone and said, "Send me the details of the job."

"Sure thing!"

The next moment, the floor-to-ceiling windows became a screen, and the job information was projected on it.

The York family had been around for ages. They had protected the country for generations. If Aria's memory served correctly, they even lived in the Guardian Mansion once.

The York family had sent out invitations to quite a few renowned doctors. The invitation was in effect for a week.

The location for the consultation was set at the Caesar Hotel in Southbury. They wanted to get a doctor who would be able to treat the illness of Landon York, who was in charge of the York family operations.

There wasn't much description of Landon's condition. They only mentioned that he had been frail for a long time and that his condition couldn't be revealed to the public.

It seemed like there was more than met the eye.

Aria stretched her legs. "I'll take this job."

Saving Someone on the Streets

"You have a good eye, boss! I'll prepare an account to receive payment from the Yorks!"

Aria said calmly, "No need to rush. Let me sleep first. Do it tomorrow."

Other than making money, Aria's biggest interest was treating all sorts of rare diseases. This job from the York family was a nice one for her.

Honestly, she was probably the only person who wasn't fazed by the York's visit to Southbury. All of the prominent families in the city were scrambling into action.

A family like the Kents had to reach out to everyone they knew and utilize all of their connections in an attempt to get an invitation from the Yorks.

Even regular people were talking about how the city was especially lively that month.

First, the richest man in Janovin came to look for his granddaughter. Then, the York family came to receive treatment.

Some said that the Yorks came to Southbury because the legendary Whiz Doctor was in town. There were a lot of rumors about the Whiz Doctor, but some of them were quite outlandish.

This time, the Whiz Doctor might actually appear due to the York family's invitation.

…

The following morning, Aria woke up late. Like any other working adult, she didn't feel like leaving her cool and comfortable room or her cozy bed to get out into the morning sun.

But she had to work. So, she got up and washed her face. Without putting any makeup on, she grabbed her bag and left.

In order to avoid the morning rush, she scanned a shared bicycle.

"Are you heading out to work, Aria?"

"Yeah."

She was greeting everyone along the way and also had a piece of toast in her mouth given to her by Kenneth Kane.

She rode the bicycle steadily without rushing and merged into traffic after a while.

…

After 30 minutes, Aria arrived at Southbury's renowned Caesar Hotel. Everyone at the entrance and the lobby looked very busy.

In the past few days, almost all of the luxury cars in the city gathered at the hotel. In comparison, Aria stood out a lot as the only person who came on a shared bicycle.

As soon as she came to a stop, Jose Garcia, a security guard, came over to chase her away.

"Get lost, you broke college student. The hotel is not open to the public today."

She planted one foot on the ground and met his gaze. Then, she said coolly, "I'm here to save someone's life."

"You? Save someone's life?" Jose burst into laughter. "Young lady, you're still so young, but you're quite the braggart."

Aria paused for a moment. Then, she showed him proof of her accepting the job on her phone.

"Please tell the people inside that Dr. Whiz has arrived."

"Dr. Whiz? You can call me Dr. Genius!" Jose gave her an impatient look. "I've seen many invitations. You're the first one to show it on the phone…"

Jose noticed a luxury car rolling up as he spoke. So, he waved at Aria. "Go. Get out of the way."

Then, he rushed over to the car and opened the door. "Welcome, Dr. Gunther and Ms. Kent. I'll inform the staff to prepare some tea for you."

The people in the car just nodded at him. They didn't even reply. But Jose had a big smile on his face like he had won the lottery.

The car drove past Aria. Lily looked out the window and recognized Aria. Her gaze wavered slightly.

The old woman next to her, Salome Gunther, asked, "What's wrong, Lily?"

She smiled softly. "Nothing."

Aria's gaze remained calm. She walked away resolutely. There was even an amused expression on her face.

She used to be someone who held people's lives in her hands, yet she had become the target of another person's shunning. Oh, how the mighty had fallen.

Aria pursed her lips. She offered treatment to patients based on her mood and would never help those who were greedy or selfish.

She had decided to give up on offering treatment to the York family's patient. So, she took out her phone and was about to reject the job.

Suddenly, someone on the sidewalk screamed. "Oh, no! Someone has fainted!"

People started flocking toward the voice.

"Oh, God! It's a child!"

"His face is so pale…"

Hearing the commotion, Aria didn't hesitate at all. She parked her bicycle and rushed toward the crowd.

The little boy on the ground was only three or four years old. His forehead was drenched. It seemed like he had been sweating profusely.

A woman named Francine Gibson grabbed a man in a white lab coat. "Young man, you're a doctor, right? Please save the boy."

"No can do, lady. The kid's family isn't here. I can't make any decisions without consulting them."

The man in the lab coat, Jimmy Cornell, added with disdain, "Besides, I don't provide treatment to just anyone."

Aria heard the exchange between the two of them. She pushed through the crowd and said in a professional manner, "Please give the boy some space. Let the air flow through. The patient needs fresh air."

Her tone sounded so authoritative that no one doubted her.

Then, she crouched down and placed her fingers on the boy's neck.

Francine said anxiously, "Young lady, how old are you? Can you really make him better?"