Real Daughter's Revenge novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Three days before the birthday party, the whole house was buzzing with activity.

Decorations, fresh flowers, gowns–everything was for Lena.

I was invisible. No one asked if I needed anything.

Honestly, I preferred the peace.

That afternoon, I was reading in my room when Lena pushed the door open.

She was holding a box. “Jessie, I brought you a birthday gift.”

I didn’t take it. “I don’t need it.”

“Don’t be like that,” she said, settling onto my bed. “I really want us to get along.”

“Do you?”

“Of course.” She opened the box to reveal a necklace. “This is my favorite necklace. I want you to have it.”

I glanced at it—a classic piece from some luxury brand, probably worth around 10,000 dollars.

To the Fraser family, it was nothing.

But the fact that she called it her “favorite” made it interesting.

“I don’t want it.” I went back to my book.

“Jessie,” she suddenly grabbed my hand.

“I know you hate me. You hate that I took your place.

“But Jessie, it’s not my fault.

“I’m a victim too. I wish I had my real parents.”

As she spoke, tears started streaming down her face.

I pulled my hand away. “Who are you performing for?”

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Her sobs grew louder.

“I’m not performing!

“Jessie, do you know? Every time Mom and Dad call me Lenny, I think about how wonderful it would be if I were their biological daughter.

“But I’m not. I never will be!”

Suddenly, the door swung open. Rhonda stood in the doorway. “Lenny, why are you crying?”

What perfect timing.

Lena threw herself into Rhonda’s arms. “Mom, Jessie doesn’t want my gift. Is it because I’m not good enough to give her a present?”

Rhonda shot me a glare. “Jessie, Lenny was being thoughtful and brought you a gift. How could you act like this?”

I closed my book and replied calmly, “First, I never asked for it.

“Second, I have the right to refuse.

“Third, her tears have nothing to do with me.”

“You!” Rhonda was so angry that she was shaking. “How can you be so cold and heartless?”

Cold and heartless–the second time I’d heard that today.

“Mom,” I stood up, “have you ever wondered why Lenny just happens to start crying every time you walk in?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I mean, she’s putting on a show.” I walked to the door.

“She knows exactly when you’ll come to my room, so she comes early with a gift, then starts crying right as you arrive. Her goal is to make you think I’m bullying her.”

Rhonda refused to believe it. “Lenny isn’t like that!”

“Think whatever you want.” I pushed past them. “Excuse me, I need to get out.”

At the top of the stairs, I looked back and saw Lena hugging Rhonda, flashing me a triumphant smile.

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I smiled back

I’d seen this kind of act too many times before