My Days as the Heiress's Punching Bag in the Rich Family

I'm the vicious female foil the rich young master uses to needle his one true love. The system gives me two options. Option one: drive off his true love and take her place as the lady of the house. Option two: take on his behalf every bit of the hundred-percent harm he means for his true love, and walk away with everything in the prize pool. I looked at the male lead's handsome face, then at the hundred million piled up in the prize pool, and muttered under my breath: