Chapter 78
I didn’t go looking for trouble, but I wasn’t afraid of it either.
Since Grace wanted to use her inner thoughts to destroy me, I decided to play along and expose her true colors in front of everyone. With that in mind, I bought several hidden cameras and installed them in every corner of my room. Complete coverage. No blind spots.
I couldn’t record her thoughts, but she was bound to slip up eventually, right?
So I waited, like a hunter lying in ambush.
I didn’t expect that moment to come so soon.
Not long after the college entrance exam, it was Grace’s birthday.
Samuel threw her a lavish party, inviting not only relatives and friends but also teachers and school officials.N
Dressed like a princess with delicate makeup, Grace was the star of the evening.
Right then, I heard her voice echo in my mind again. “If only big sister could come on stage and sing a song for me… I was in the wrong the other day. I misunderstood her.”
Afraid I hadn’t heard her clearly, she repeated it several times.
Even though I knew she was laying a trap, this time, I didn’t pretend not to hear.
Instead, I stood up, connected the USB drive I had brought to the party’s big screen and smiled.
“Today is my little sister Grace’s birthday. I wrote a song and I’d like to gift it to her on this special day.”
With that, I pressed play.
But in the next second, what appeared on the screen wasn’t the music file from my USB. It was a series of Grace’s private photos.
Then came dozens of audio recordings, all filled with rage. The voice spoke through gritted teeth, cursing her, saying how much she was hated and how badly she needed to disappear.
Even the poisoning incident from a week ago was mentioned, clearly confessed to in one of the recordings.
Everyone could hear it.
The voice was mine.
Though someone rushed to turn off the screen, it was already too late; Grace’s private photos had been seen by everyone at the party.
The room buzzed with whispers and fingers quickly pointed at me.§
“What’s going on? Didn’t Layla say she was going to sing a song for Grace? Why show her private photos instead?“}
“Haven’t you figured it out? The real daughter they just brought back is jealous that Grace took her place, so now she’s getting revenge.”
“Well, to be honest, Grace’s figure is pretty hot. Too bad they cut it off before we saw more…”
Hearing someone comment on her body, Grace’s eyes filled with tears. She climbed onto a nearby windowsill.
“I invited you to my birthday party out of kindness. Why would you do this to me?”
“I thought… when you said you wanted to sing me a song, it meant you wanted to make peace. I didn’t expect you to try to ruin me instead. I’ve been so careful, so careful… If you don’t like me, you could’ve told me. I would’ve changed. Why must you force me like this?”
“Is it only if I die that you’ll be satisfied? Will that make you stop blaming this family?”
As she spoke, she jumped.
Samuel reacted quickly, grabbing her ankle just in time and pulling her back down.
“Grace, if you feel wronged, you can talk to me. Mom and Dad are abroad, but I’ll stand up for you!”
“You’re the only sister I have! You’re the rightful Rodriguez heiress, no one can drive you away!“}
“If anyone dares to bully you, I’ll skin them alive for you!“>
But Grace refused to calm down. Her tear–streaked face lifted, full of exaggerated fear, clearly demanding that I explain myself in front of everyone.”
Seeing how far she was willing to take this act, I cleared my throat, picked up the nearby microphone and coldly questioned her.
