The True Heiress's Second Chance

I was the true heir of the Clark family, but my parents always favored the fake daughter. Madison Clark, the one chosen to marry Lyrinia's great heir, was perfectly matched to him in terms of family status. Meanwhile, I was only allowed to marry a poor young man who had once helped my father.

Everyone praised Madison for marrying well, not knowing that the Lyrinia's great heir was nothing more than a playboy.

While she cried in despair every night, the poor boy I married treated me like royalty, rising up to become a business tycoon that everyone in Lyrinia wanted to befriend.

Madison, envious of our loving marriage, secretly tampered with my car's brake line.

I died tragically on the spot. My unborn child was lost as well.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day of our wedding.

Madison stole the poor boy from me and demanded that I marry the Lyrinia's great heir.

I smiled.

I thought, "Let her take him. One day, she will realize that the only reason the poor boy was able to turn his life around was because I was behind all his strategies. And the reason the Lyrinia's great heir was a playboy was simply because I was never the one he married."

My name was Charlotte Clark.

On my 30th birthday, the poor guy I married years ago spent a fortune of one billion dollars just to celebrate with me.

He became famous thanks to live-streaming and then transformed into a devoted husband.

Every day, he either bought me jewelry or took me shopping for luxury goods.

I loved emeralds, so he chose the biggest and most expensive ones. Diamonds were delivered to me by the pound.

His every word and action made me feel like the most cherished woman on earth. Everyone in Lyrinia envied me.

"Charlotte, you're so lucky. Who would've thought that the poor guy from back then would now be a business tycoon everyone in Lyrinia wants to get close to?"

Madison, the fake heir, spoke with a sour tone. She probably had another argument with her playboy husband last night. Her eyes were still swollen.

She looked so defeated and haggard it broke my mother Sarah Clark's heart.

She immediately took Madison's hand and gently comforted her, saying, "You know, Jaxon Bennett originally wanted to marry you. If you hadn't married that playboy, you could have been Mrs. Bennett now, living in luxury. But sadly, life doesn't give us second chances. Charlotte, the wealth you enjoy now, Madison allowed you to have. You must remember Madison's kindness and not just think about living a comfortable life..."

I thought, "Listen to this. Can anyone believe these are words from my own parents? Madison is just their adopted daughter. Apart from being good at playing the poor thing, what connection does she have with them by blood? It's as if I, their biological daughter, was adopted."

"You two enjoy your meal."

It was my birthday today, and I had hoped to hear some words of blessing from them.

But clearly, I was just dreaming.

I turned and walked away decisively.

As I stepped toward Jaxon, ...