The Golden Spoon Heiress Tries to Scam My Mud-Born Self

I was born with a hemostat in my mouth, and the whole internet mocked me as “the most competitive obstetric conspiracy mastermind.” Twenty years later, the richest man’s son is in a car crash and urgently needs a transfusion of Rh-negative blood. He begs for help in a livestream watched by the whole internet. I leisurely post my paternity test results...