The Real Daughter Had A Sudden Awakening!

This was my first day returning as the daughter of the Klein family.

Sitting in a half-used wheelchair, I was steadily pushed by Tony Adler, the butler, through the finely tended gardens and long corridors, stopping at the entrance of the opulent dining room under either the subtle or bold gazes of a group of servants.

According to Tony, they specially prepared a sumptuous home feast to welcome my return.

However, I had been sitting in the wheelchair quietly at the entrance for five minutes, and no one even gave me a glance.