God's biological daughter

The Real and the Fake Heiress

"So this is it? This is the Carter Village mentioned in the investigation report? The place where my real sister has been living all her life?"

Ryan Carter, the third son of the Carter family, sat in a luxurious private car, staring at the uneven cement road at the village entrance and the row of rustic, self-built houses. His eyes were full of disdain.

The Carter family of the capital had five sons: Richard, Charles, Ryan, Stephen, and Nathan.

Ryan Carter ranked third, making him the Carter family’s Third Young Master.

Under normal circumstances, someone of his status would never set foot in such a backwater place.

But fate had played a huge joke on them.

The sister he had cherished and spoiled since birth—Olivia—turned out not to be their biological sister.

Their real biological sister’s name was Emily, and she had been switched at birth.

And this Carter Village was where Emily had been living since she was a baby.

Although the Carters didn’t particularly care for this “real” daughter, she was still their flesh and blood. They couldn’t just leave her in the countryside.

So the family decided to send someone to bring Emily home. Out of the five brothers, Ryan had the most free time, so he was sent—along with the family butler.

Originally, the Carters only planned to send the butler. But Old Mr. Carter, the head of the family, thought that was far too casual. He ordered that either the parents or one of the five brothers had to go in person.

Since Old Mr. Carter still held the real power in the family, no one dared to disobey.

In the end, the most “available” family member—Ryan—got the job.

Ryan Carter, 23 years old, a graduate of the Capital Film Academy, was already a top-tier actor in the entertainment industry. He was at the peak of his career.

If it weren’t for the fact that everyone else was too busy, he absolutely would not have come.

If his fans saw him here—picking up some country girl who couldn’t even fit in with high society—it would be utterly humiliating.

The Carters were a family of status and influence. Why bother bringing back some wild girl raised in the countryside?

Olivia might not share their blood, but she had grown up with them—those feelings couldn’t be replaced.

As for “family by blood,” he already had plenty of siblings.

Trying to take Olivia’s place just because of a bit of shared DNA? Ryan found the idea laughable.

"Third Young Master, this is it. That house over there is where Miss Emily’s adoptive parents live," the butler said, pointing toward one of the self-built houses.

"Then drive over already. The sooner we get her, the sooner we can leave. This place stinks," Ryan said impatiently.

"I’m afraid that’s not possible, sir," the driver said awkwardly.

"What’s not possible?" Ryan shot him a displeased look.

"The road ahead is too narrow. Our car can’t get through—we’ll have to walk."

*"Walk?!" Ryan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Walk down this dirt road? In his custom-made shoes worth over a thousand dollars? Unthinkable.

"Third Young Master, the road is indeed too narrow. There’s no way for the car to pass," the butler added quickly, sensing his temper.

Ryan gave a cold laugh.

"You expect me to walk? Forget it. You go get her yourself. She’s just a country girl—probably won’t even make a decent impression anyway. Having you go is more than enough. If I went in person, it’d be giving her way too much face."

"But… what about Old Mr. Carter—" the butler began.

"Grandfather only told me to make the trip. You can just tell him I did. Did I come here or not? That’s all that matters," Ryan said shamelessly.

The butler: …

Helpless, the butler went alone to the home of Emily’s adoptive parents.

Unexpectedly, when he explained Emily’s true identity, the family showed only mild surprise and cooperated immediately.

No hysteria, no questions, not even a glance at the proof. They went straight to complaining—about money.

Fortunately, the butler was prepared. After all, the Carter family in the capital wanted to keep both daughters, so compensation was inevitable.

The check had already been written.

The moment they got the money, Emily’s family went upstairs to fetch her, chattering as they told her about the baby switch.

Her adoptive mother, Susan, did most of the explaining, while Grandma helped pack Emily’s things.

Her clothes were all decent—not secondhand. They weren’t expensive, but at least they were new, unlike her two cousins, Debbie and Hope, who wore nothing but hand-me-downs.

Emily’s face was blank the whole time, until she was led to the car.

The system… had been telling the truth?!

She really was the Carter family’s real daughter. Her biological parents had actually come for her.

Just one day earlier, a strange “system” had suddenly appeared in her mind.

It claimed to be a “Supporting Character Counterattack System,” designed to help side characters change their fate.

And Emily… was the real daughter in a novel called The Fake Heiress Everyone Loves Is Actually a Fortune-Telling Master.

Although Emily wasn’t particularly sharp, she still knew that scams these days came in all shapes and forms. She didn’t believe a word of it.

The system tried to prove itself by telling her the entire plot of her life—and her eventual tragic ending.

She believed it even less, because the story it described didn’t match her life at all.

In the system’s version, Emily had been switched at birth by her adoptive mother, Susan. Her place as the Carter heiress had been stolen by Susan’s own daughter, Olivia.

Susan had originally intended to kill Emily when leaving the hospital, but after almost getting caught, she brought the baby back to Carter Village instead.

From then on, Emily lived like a servant.

From the age of three, she woke earlier than the chickens and slept later than the family dog. She worked the moment she opened her eyes, and at night, she even slept in the pigsty.

If it weren’t for the intervention of the village officials, her adoptive parents wouldn’t have let her go to school at all.

After completing nine years of compulsory education, she was locked at home and never allowed out again.

At eighteen, the Carter family from the capital found her.

Emily thought she was finally going to have a better life—but her five older brothers disliked her, constantly comparing her to Olivia.

Her parents also favored the fake daughter, siding with her whenever there was conflict.

Whenever Olivia framed her, no one believed Emily’s explanations. They just became more disappointed in her.

Her parents thought she was scheming and unpresentable, so they used their connections to send her to an elite private school.

At school, she was warned by Olivia’s admirers and bullied by Olivia’s best friends.

According to the system, in the original story, Emily eventually couldn’t bear the bullying or her family’s coldness. She jumped from the school rooftop, ending her short life.