Chapter 1 Author: Skytree Under the sympathetic gaze of the doctor, I tilted my head back and swallowed the high-dose painkillers. My life had entered its final three days. Leaving the consultation room, I went to Emma's hospital room. It was warm and peaceful inside. My mom, Marlene Smith, and my dad, Thomas Fulton, were sitting by her side, doting on her. "Emma, try some of the cake I made." "Drink more juice, you need the vitamins." The moment I appeared, the atmosphere turned cold. "What are you doing here?" "So now you're here to bother Emma again when you can't fake being sick anymore?" "Jasmine, we won't let you bully her anymore." Mom stepped in front of me, her tone icy. Dad followed, shielding Emma behind him. "We can't believe we raised someone as petty as you. If we'd known, we never would've had you." I gave a bitter smile. I used to argue, to shout, to expose Emma's lies. What did it get me? More favoritism for her and more blame for me. I was approaching my end; what was the point of fighting anymore? "It's good you're here," said Dad coldly. "We need to talk." "I'll go first," I said, cutting him off with a smile. "The company, the patents, the design drafts… Emma's always wanted them, right? They're all hers now." They froze, utterly stunned. "You really agree to this?" "You're not plotting something again, are you?" I lowered my head and chuckled. "Before, when I said no, you called me selfish. Now that I'm saying yes, you still think it's not good enough?" For once, Mom looked pleased. "Now that's how a good big sister should act. Emma was always better at design than you in school. Once she's discharged, she'll make the company number one in the country." I nodded silently and handed over the transfer documents. Emma's eyes lit up. She grinned so wide her face could hardly contain it. She signed immediately, then shot me a triumphant look. In this family, no matter how hard I worked, I was always the loser. "Here, Jasmine, have some cake too. Emma left a small piece."