The Real Heiress Came Back, and I Went on a Rampage!

The daughter my parents had lost years ago has come home.

Mom held her in her arms, crying until her eyes were red, while Dad vowed to make it up to her:

"Sweetheart, you can have anything you want."

But she pointed at me with an innocent look on her face:

"I want my big sister to be able to go back to her own family, too."

She thought I was the cannon-fodder villainess who had stolen her silver spoon.

But she didn't notice how my family's expressions changed after she said that.