Chapter 2

"If Winnie says she'll get dizzy taking it off, then she can just keep wearing it. But honestly, for someone with terminal brain cancer, wearing such a heavy diamond necklace might just mess with her neck and make things even worse," I said.

I was just talking nonsense.

But the System stayed silent.

Looked like only Winnie's lies got to become reality.

Winnie's eyes flickered with panic when she heard me.

She gritted her teeth and reached up to unclasp the necklace.

"Since you want it, Natalia, I'll give it to you. I just hope you'll let me get through these three months without any trouble," Winnie said.

She took off the necklace and handed it to me.

The moment the necklace left her neck, Winnie's face turned deathly pale, and her whole body started trembling.

"Charlie, I feel so dizzy. My head is spinning," Winnie whimpered.

Her eyes rolled back, and she fell straight back, completely limp.

Charlie panicked and lunged forward to catch her.

"Winnie, what's happening to you?" Charlie shouted.

Louisa screamed and threw herself at Winnie.

"Winnie, my precious daughter. Somebody call an ambulance. Hurry!" she cried.

Eduard lost his composure, shouting at the security guards.

"Why are you just standing there? Get the car. Take her to the hospital, now!" he barked.

The whole venue erupted into chaos.

I stood off to the side, playing with the diamond necklace in my hand, watching the chaos with a deadpan face.

Charlie scooped Winnie up in his arms, and as he passed by, he gave me a nasty look.

"Natalia, if anything happens to Winnie, I swear I'll make you pay," he snapped.

I shrugged, not bothered at all.

"Hey, it's not my fault. She's the one who claimed taking it off would make her dizzy," I replied.

The ambulance arrived in no time, and Eduard, Louisa, and Charlie rushed off to the hospital with Winnie.

The family reunion party ended on a sour note.

The guests shot me looks full of blame and contempt.

"The real heiress is so vicious. She actually made the fake heiress pass out on the spot," someone whispered.

"Seriously, she's snatching a necklace from someone with terminal brain cancer? So petty—must be a small-town nobody," another person sneered.

"With a daughter like her, the Dawson family is doomed," someone muttered.

I heard all their gossip, but honestly, I felt nothing.

I headed back to the room the Dawson family had arranged for me, took a shower, and finally relaxed, drifting off to sleep without a care in the world.

In the middle of the night, someone was banging on my door, jolting me awake.

Louisa was standing outside, her eyes red from crying, and before I could react, she tried to slap me right across the face.

I grabbed her wrist in an instant and yanked it away, pushing her off.

Louisa staggered back, looking at me like she couldn't believe what just happened.

"You dare to fight back?" Louisa screamed.

I gave her a cold, unflinching stare.

"Why shouldn't I? You storm in here in the middle of the night, acting crazy and trying to hit me, and you think I'm just going to let you?" I retorted.

Louisa was shaking with rage, jabbing her finger right in my face as she screamed insults at me. "You ungrateful brat. Winnie's fighting for her life in the hospital, and you're just here sleeping like nothing's wrong.

"Do you even know what the doctors said? They found a huge tumor on her brainstem. It's already terminal.

"It's all because you forced her to take off that necklace and stressed her out, making her condition even worse."

I couldn't help but find it funny.

The System's efficiency was insane. They diagnosed her so fast.

I put on a look of surprise. "So they really found out she has terminal brain cancer? That's rough, but honestly, what does it have to do with me?

"She said herself she wouldn't last three months. I'm just making sure she gets her wish a little sooner."

Louisa was so furious at my attitude that she charged at me, ready to claw at me.

Eduard grabbed her from behind, his face stormy as he glared at me.

"Natalia, you've really disappointed me. I thought after all the hardship you went through, you'd know how to be grateful. I never imagined you'd be so cruel," he said.

I let out a cold laugh. "Grateful? Grateful that you dumped me for twenty years right after I was born?

"Or grateful that you joined up with strangers at the family reunion party just to humiliate me?"

Eduard was left speechless, his face turning even darker.

He said, "Winnie might not be our biological daughter, but we've poured twenty years of love and care into her. She's so sick right now. Don't you think, as her sister, you should show her some compassion?"

"Compassion? And how exactly am I supposed to do that?" I retorted.

Charlie stepped out from behind Eduard, his gaze icy. "Winnie needs a quiet place to recover. She says she can't get used to the hospital and wants to stay in her own room.

"So you need to move out of the master bedroom and let her have it—right now."

I raised an eyebrow.

The Dawson family was massive, and the master bedroom—the one with the best sunlight and the most space—had always belonged to Winnie.

After I returned, Eduard, trying to appease me, reluctantly had Winnie move to the guest room and handed the master bedroom over to me.

Now, Winnie was using her illness as an excuse to claim the master bedroom back.

"The master bedroom is mine. Why should I give it to her?" I leaned against the doorframe, refusing to back down.

Charlie gritted his teeth, clearly furious.