The Real Heiress Who Stopped Caring

Synopsis

Being taken back by the Quinn family for the third time, I was already too tired to fight for their affection. When the fake heiress fell down the stairs, I "confessed" before anyone could accuse me. "Yes, I pushed her. Punish me if you want." The room fell silent before someone sighed, "If only Nora were our real daughter." I acted as if I hadn't heard a thing and walked away without hesitation. This time, I didn't argue, didn't compete, and didn't lose my sanity over their blatant favoritism anymore. But suddenly, they were the ones who couldn't accept it. My mother, eyes red, demanded, "Why are you treating me like a stranger now?" My eldest brother, Andrew, frowned. "Are you using this tactic to force us to admit we were wrong?" Frank, the brother who disliked me the most, let out a cold laugh. "Summer, what scheme are you plotting this time?" What scheme could I possibly have? Less than six months after being taken back into the family, I had already been cast out twice and tasted every form of humiliation. I finally understood something. Instead of groveling for scraps of affection, it was far wiser to secure the luxurious life in front of me, the finest education money could buy, and the elite connections of a billionaire family. As for the Quinn family's love? It no longer held any real weight to me.