Now That You're Broke, You Remember Your Real Daughter? I'll Send You a Script About Real and Fake Parents to Play Around With

I transmigrated into a book.

The bad news was that I'd become the real daughter in a fake-versus-real heiress story, the one everyone despised.

The good news was that my family had gone bankrupt and came to seek refuge with me.

I refused flat out: "Not taking you in!"

But lines of comments flashed before my eyes.

"They actually knew she'd been switched at birth ten years ago, but deliberately refused to acknowledge her so the fake daughter wouldn't be upset."

"Poor real heiress was sick and on the verge of death back then, but they still refused to recognize her. They wouldn't even give her a single cent."

"Good thing the real heiress was lucky and survived. Remember when they briefly took her back in later? They made her stand out in the rain in the middle of winter!"

Just hearing that made me tremble with rage. I immediately announced, "I'll take them in. I'm going to get them right now!"

But this time, with the script of both my biological and adoptive parents in my hands,

I would make them all find out what it felt like to be the ones treated unfairly!