"Rosette, your brother’s doing this for your own good! Let Vivienne take your job posting, and you go to the countryside. This is me protecting you!"
"Your brother and I feel awful for you. We just can’t bear to watch you suffer with us, so this was the only way we could think of. If you stay in the city, life’s only going to get harder!"
"We may not have the same mother, but I’ve always treated you like my own sister. I’d rather stay in the city and take it all for you than let you be wronged here."
The moment Rosette Mercer opened her eyes, she saw three faces leaning over her, fake to the core. A wave of disgust rose straight from her stomach. Her brows drew together at once. The flood of memories that had just crashed into her mind churned and twisted, and for one sharp second, she wanted nothing more than to swing her fist at all three of them and beat them so badly even their own parents wouldn’t know who they were.
She had always liked reading those old-era novels, but never, not even in her wildest thoughts, had she imagined she would actually fall into one herself.
From everything that had just been stuffed into her head, she had clearly crossed into the very period novel she had finished reading a few days ago.
The title was A Lifetime Spoiled by a Hong Kong Tycoon. One look at that name and anyone would know it was supposed to be some sugary, pampered love story. Too bad she wasn’t the treasured heroine.
She was just the unlucky supporting character.
The original host had the same name as her too, Rosette Mercer, the daughter of the wealthy Mercer family of Hushi.
In the book, the original Rosette was written as stunningly beautiful, the kind of beauty that could topple cities, but also dim-witted, nasty, and forever causing trouble for others.
But judging from the memories now sitting plainly in her head, it was obvious that the so-called heroine, Vivienne Caldwell, was the truly scheming one. And her elder sister, Rosalind Mercer, was no better. Those two sisters had tripped up the original Rosette more times than she could count, smeared mud all over her name, and ruined her reputation completely.
The worst part was that the sisters were experts at putting on an act in front of others, so everyone around them thought they treated Rosette wonderfully.
And the original Rosette really had been foolish. She had been set up by the Caldwell sisters again and again, yet still took them for good people, especially Vivienne, who was around her age, and treated her like a close friend.
The Mercer family had money in Hushi. Rosette’s parents had died long ago, leaving only her and her brother Warren Mercer, who was ten years older than she was.
By rights, the Mercer family property should have been split evenly between the brother and sister.
But Warren Mercer had grabbed the whole lot into his own hands and left Rosette with nothing.
Back then, Rosette had been so naive it was painful. Her brother only had to say a few soft words, and her sister-in-law only had to coax her with a smile, and she truly believed he wasn’t trying to swallow the inheritance for himself. She actually thought he was only worried she was too young to manage money, so he was keeping it for her for the time being. She believed that once she was older and married, he would hand over the portion that belonged to her.