Blood for the Fake Heiress

The emergency room fell instantly silent. The nurse's hand, holding the form, paused mid‑air. She looked up instinctively at my father. 'In this private hospital owned and controlled by the Valerius family, who didn't know Mr. Valerius?' My father's expression darkened visibly. He let go of the fake heiress, took several strides toward me, and stood looming over me, his large frame radiating overwhelming pressure. "Skye Valerius, what nonsense are you spouting here? Your sister has always been frail, even a simple sneeze could develop into something serious! The doctor said we need a family member's blood in reserve just in case. What does that have to do with what happened three years ago?" He lowered his voice, every word sharp with warning. "We're family, must you make such an ugly scene in front of outsiders?" I looked into his hypocritical eyes and suddenly felt sick to my stomach. "Family? What kind of family takes 800cc of blood from one daughter just because another sneezes with a cold? Dad, did you sign that blood‑collection order yourself, or did she ask for it?" The fake heiress, Iris Valerius, leaned against the hospital bed, picking at a fruit platter while feebly sniffling, her cheeks were glowing, she looked nothing like someone who was sick. She grabbed an apple from the bedside table and hurled it at me. "Skye, stop playing the poor victim! Everything I've had and worn these past three years, haven't I shared it with you? It's just a little blood. Why do you have to embarrass Dad in front of everyone? Just as I'd expect from someone raised in the countryside, an ungrateful little traitor who can never be tamed!" I didn't even flinch. I let the apple hit the floor at my feet and splinter apart. "That's right, I can't be tamed. So I have to ask you, Dad. If you care about her so much, why does this order name me specifically to give blood?" My father raised his voice sharply. "Enough!" He turned to the nurse, his eyes cold. "What's there to check? Go prepare the collection right now, are you standing there watching for entertainment!? The nurse turned pale with fright and stepped back, too scared to even touch the computer. "No need to look it up," I spoke coldly and unzipped the canvas bag I'd brought with me. As everyone stared in shock, I pulled out a thick stack of copies and slapped it down hard on the medical cart in the emergency room. "The nurse is too afraid to look it up, I brought the proof myself."