Mom Is the Overlooked Real Heiress, and She's Sending the Whole Family to the Crematorium

Just because I praised my aunt's piano playing, saying it sounded beautiful, my mom flew into a hysterical rage at me.

"Since everyone loves the fake heiress, I don't want any of you anymore."

That day, she flipped the table with one sweep of her hand, sending all the food Grandma and Grandpa had spent the day preparing crashing to the floor.

Then, under our stunned gazes, she walked out with her head held high.

It was all because my mom was the real heiress who had been switched at birth.

She thought our whole family favored the fake heiress, so she was determined to make us regret it.

And in her eyes, I was the unfilial child who did nothing but fawn over the fake heiress.