Lara Wills had grown up in an orphanage, clinging to the fragile hope of one day being reunited with her biological parents. When that dream finally came true, she thought her hardships were over—only to realize the real storm had just begun.
Her brother sneered at her, calling her manipulative. Her parents scoffed at her timid, unrefined manners. And then there was *her*—the girl who had taken Lara’s place, raised as the pampered heiress, doted on by their parents and adored by their brother. In this family, Lara was the outsider.
When the fake heiress pushed someone down the stairs, leaving them in a vegetative state, her parents’ first instinct wasn’t justice—it was to erase the evidence. They deleted the surveillance footage and forced Lara to take the blame.
Five years in prison. Five years of suffering. She emerged with a permanent limp and a missing kidney, stolen without explanation.
On the day of her release, her brother showed up—not with warmth, but with disdain. He dragged her back home, claiming there was a welcome banquet waiting. But the truth? Her parents had forgotten she was even getting out. The celebration wasn’t for her—it was for the fake heiress’s birthday.
Something inside her snapped.
She picked up a knife.
And then she learned the truth: her childhood in the orphanage wasn’t an accident. It was all part of her father’s scheme.
This so-called wealthy family? A den of vipers, every last one of them.
