Twenty-two years after I was switched at birth, my biological mother brought me home.
The fake heiress fawned over me in front of the family, but behind their backs she took over my room, ruined my clothes, and led the others in ostracizing and bullying me.
She thought I was a helpless country girl who could do nothing but cry.
But I slipped into her room late at night, carrying a spider bigger than her head.
As she fainted from fright, I asked, puzzled, "Little sister, this is the life-bound Gu I've raised for twenty years. Isn't it pretty?"
