She Stole My Identity, I Took Her Fortune

My grandfather was the richest man in the nation of A, and I was his only grandson. Yet, my two elder sisters allowed their shared lover to impersonate me.

Just before the grand centennial celebration of the corporation was to begin, Marcus Thorne quickly took the seat reserved for the heir of the enterprise. He then put on an act for me.

Oh, if only my sisters hadnt insisted I bring you along to see the world, a poor student like you would never step foot inside the Zenith Groups doors.

Remember to be smart later. Dont cause any trouble for me, or my sisters will beat you to a pulp.

In my past life, threatened by my sisters, I was timid and weak, always tolerating Marcus.

But now, I had been reborn.

Watching Marcus, who was still spouting nonsense, I directly kicked him, sending him flying three feet away.

What are you? A kept man dares to lecture me!

My audacious actions immediately drew everyones attention.

My elder sister rushed over, her face etched with concern, cradling Marcus in her arms. My second sister raised her hand and slapped me twice.

Seeing their beloved kept man, whom they had pampered for years, sent flying by my kick, both sisters were utterly distraught. They simultaneously glared at me, seething.

Ethan Caldwell, you must have a death wish, daring to lay a hand on our little brother!

Looking at my two aggressive sisters, I realized how foolish I had been in the past to ever fantasize about them having sisterly affection for me.

I pointed at Marcus, who was still being cradled by them, and scoffed loudly.

Hes just a kept plaything you both secretly fund. Am I, the legitimate heir of this corporation, the grandson of the richest man, not entitled to hit him?

Hearing my words, my elder sister instantly bristled with anger and shoved me backward to the floor.

Ethan Caldwell, Marcus generously helped you with your schooling, yet youre here spewing nonsense.

Everyone here, listen clearly: Marcus is my grandfathers true grandson, the eldest son of the Zenith Group.

I looked at my elder sister in disbelief.

Hes my grandfathers true grandson? The eldest son of the Zenith Group?

Sister, how can you say such things? Your audacity truly knows no bounds!

My second sisters eyes darted, and she looked at me with disdain.

Ethan Caldwell, did you forget to take your medication today? Are you having an episode?

Marcus, meanwhile, began to sob theatrically.

Its all my fault. I knew Ethan had a mental illness, but I still brought him here.

Their distorted conversation, twisting truth into lies, was heard clearly by everyone in the grand hall.

In an instant, everyone around me looked at me with scorn.

So Ethan Caldwell is just a poor student sponsored by the young master, no wonder hes dressed so shabbily.

The young master is truly naive and kind, to sponsor someone with a troubled mind and ill intentions like that.

Immediately, my elder sister called for Mr. Davies, the corporations assistant.

You and your men throw Ethan Caldwell out. Hes not allowed to step foot in the corporations doors again without my permission.

I looked at the corporate assistant, Mr. Davies, as he approached me with security guards.

Mr. Davies, youve been with my mother for so long. How can you not recognize the true heir of the corporation?

Mr. Davies immediately stopped, frozen in place. I I

My second sister shot him an annoyed glare.

Mr. Davies, my elder sister is the future successor of the corporation. Are you defying her orders now? Do you want to pack your bags and leave?

Mr. Davies instantly turned pale with fright. He looked at me uneasily.

Young Master, I have elderly parents and young children, and I rely on this job to support my family. Please dont make things difficult for me. Please come with me.

With that, Mr. Davies signaled the security guards to quickly drag me away.

Looking at the several people closing in on me, I grabbed a vase from the table and threw it forcefully.

Not only am I the true heir of the Zenith Group, I am its sole successor! Try laying a hand on me!

The shattering of the vase and my furious roar echoed through the entire banquet hall.

Hearing this, everyone around me scoffed.

It seems hes quite unwell. First he impersonates the richest mans grandson, now he claims to be the corporations successor. Its utterly laughable.

Exactly. Even if he were the richest mans true grandson, it wouldnt be his turn, a mere young master, to inherit the corporation. After all, he has two elder sisters ahead of him.

Looking at my two sisters, still so arrogant, I challenged them directly.

Elder sister, are you certain you and our second sister have any claim to inheritance?

My second sisters eyes flickered, but she quickly regained her composure. She tugged at my elder sisters sleeve.

Elder sister, today is a joyous occasion. Our family elders will be arriving soon. Perhaps its better to just let it go.

Seeing my second sisters reaction, I knew she was recalling her origins and starting to feel apprehensive.

After all, my grandfather, the nations wealthiest man, had only one son C my father.

After my fathers passing, I was his only true grandson.

My two elder sisters were merely the orphaned daughters of my fathers sister.

After their parents passed away, my father, unable to bear seeing his nieces suffer outside, brought them back to the Caldwell family.

Therefore, they had no blood relation to my father or grandfather and absolutely could not inherit the Zenith Group, which my biological grandfather had founded.

But my elder sister disregarded my words, instead frowning and glaring at my second sister.

She just laid a hand on Marcus. Can you really stand to see Marcus suffer such an injustice?

Ethan Caldwell, it seems your condition has worsened. Perhaps we should just have the assistant send you to a mental institution for treatment?

Hearing the words mental institution, my chest instantly filled with consuming hatred.

I remembered the agony of being bled and flayed by Marcus in the mental institution in my previous life.

Yes, in the last life, my elder sister and second sister, desperate to win Marcuss genuine affection, both conspired to calculate and harm me.

Marcus was a medical student, and he harbored a lifelong desire: to personally observe the structural differences between living and dead human bodies.

When my two sisters learned of this, they collaborated with Marcus to dissect me alive.

Despite growing up with my sisters, living together in the Caldwell home for eighteen years, they, to please Marcus, not only allowed him to impersonate me but also constantly devised ways to help him torment me.

Now, I understood.

In my sisters eyes, kinship was trivial; only love was the most important thing in their hearts.

But I was now curious: when love and power were placed side by side, how would my two sisters choose?

Thinking of this, I let out a cold laugh.

Im asking you one last time: who is the true heir and eldest son of the Zenith Group?

Before my two sisters could speak, Charles Harrington, the son of a partner company under the Zenith Group, rushed forward and punched me.

This is outrageous! You, a mere sponsored student, dare to cause trouble here at the Zenith Group? Dont you know your place?

I knew Charles Harrington. He secretly admired my elder sister and constantly fantasized about marrying her to become the future chairmans husband of the corporation.

Ever since he heard that Marcus was the richest mans grandson and the eldest son of Zenith Group, he had spent the last two months flattering Marcus and running errands for him.

He wanted to establish a good relationship with his future brother-in-law early on and leave the impression of a devoted husband in my elder sisters mind.

Unfortunately, he had curried favor with the wrong person.

Marcus was not only not the eldest son of the Zenith Group, but also his rival in love C my elder sisters kept lover for years.

I wasnt about to take Charless punch for nothing, so I kicked him hard in the abdomen.

What are you? The son of a third-rate company president dares to strike me! With just one word from me, your family will be bankrupt immediately.

Charles clutched his stomach in pain, looking at me in disbelief.

Ethan Caldwell, you actually dared to kick me! My father and mother have never even scolded me, let alone hit me!

You just wait, I wont let you off the hook.

Marcus remorsefully took Charless hand.

Charles, dont bother with him. Hes not right in the head. I apologize on his behalf.

I looked at Marcus with disdain and sneered.

I think youre the one whos crazy. Why play the role of a kept man when you could be something decent, instead of running to such an important event impersonating the heir of the corporation?

I turned to my two sisters, pointed at the door, and said coldly.

Ugh, since my sisters insist on playing dress-up games with their lover, then take your kept boytoy and get out of my corporation!

My two sisters glared at me, their faces ashen.

Ethan Caldwell, let me tell you, we hold real power in this corporation, while youre still a student. Youre the one who needs to leave!

Whats going on? Why are you all standing here instead of taking your seats?

A dignified, exceptional middle-aged woman squeezed through the crowd.

She was Victoria Vance, the CEO of Zenith Group, and my biological mother.

But she hurried to Marcus, raising a hand to wipe away his tears.

Marcus, dont cry~ Who bullied you?

Tell me quickly, and Ill get revenge for you right now!

My elder sister angrily pointed at me: Who else but that arrogant scoundrel Ethan Caldwell would dare to bully Marcus right under my nose?

My mother, hearing this, slapped me with displeasure.

Ethan Caldwell, I truly gave you too much leeway. How dare you act like a bully, picking on Marcus.

Now, kneel and apologize to Marcus immediately, or else you wont see any allowance for the next year.

Looking at my mother, who blamed me without discerning right from wrong, my eyes were filled with disappointment.

Indeed, Mother was just as she had been in my previous life, irrationally doting on Marcus with my two sisters.

Although I had already anticipated it, my heart still couldnt help but ache.

I used to wonder why, when I was clearly her son, and Marcus was merely a plaything for my two sisters, Mother became obsessed with him the moment she met him.

Especially after learning that both sisters had kept Marcus as their lover, Mother flew into a rage, whipping both of them for an entire day and night.

At the time, seeing my sisters being beaten, I even ran to persuade Mother, defending them.

But I was accidentally struck twice by Mothers whip, and those two scars are still on my arm to this day.

After that, Mother not only forbade my two sisters from continuing to keep Marcus, but she also pulled strings to send Marcus to the best university in Nation A.

More importantly, Mother also declared to my two sisters that if they truly liked Marcus, they should compete fairly and try their best to bring him into the family as a son-in-law.

And the one who successfully won Marcus would be the inheritor of Mothers wealth.

In my past life, Mothers unusually behavior made me extremely curious, so I secretly investigated Marcuss background.

Later, I learned that Marcus was actually the son of Mothers first love.

Marcus resembled his father very much. Mother recognized him the first time she saw him.

The destructive power of a deceased first love was truly potent; a similar face could firmly capture my mothers heart.

It was truly a pity for my father, who died without ever knowing that Mother harbored another man in her heart.

Thinking of this, I looked at my mother with a mocking expression.

I will not apologize!

However, since my two sisters claim Marcus is their brother, the eldest son of the Zenith Group, doesnt Mother have anything to explain to everyone?

Hearing this, Marcus immediately looked at my mother with a wronged expression, knowing that my mother was most afraid of him crying.

Sure enough, seeing Marcuss face turn pale from crying, Mother immediately slapped me twice again.

Explain what? Theyre right. Marcus is my good son, the eldest son of the Zenith Group.

Looking at my mother, who was lying through her teeth, I roared at her directly.

Victoria Vance, how can you do this to my deceased father? Do you dare to say those words again with a clear conscience?

Mother ignored my words and turned to my two sisters.

Go and throw out this trash who bullied your brother.

Looking at my cold and heartless mother, my heart was a mix of emotions.

Heh, this was the woman my father loved his entire life?

This was the biological mother I had admired for eighteen years since childhood?

I thought my father, before his death, never would have anticipated that after he passed, the two daughters he kindly adopted would harm his beloved son for the sake of a lover.

And his own wife would not only fail to protect their biological son but would also drive him out of the house for the child of her first love.

At this moment, I truly felt sorrow for myself and for my deceased father.