So she thought... could she ask him for a little money?
After all, it’s true that my dad died while working at his company.
Besides, she wasn’t looking to take it for free. She planned to pay it back once she graduated from college in the future.
During those days, the two of us lived under a bridge.
Since it wasn’t too cold yet, my sister thought that once she went to university and got a dorm room, she could take me with her to live there.
During the day, I’d go to school, and at night, I’d return to find her.
At least we wouldn’t freeze to death under the bridge during the winter.
That day, my sister told me to go scavenge scraps by myself while she headed for Skyward Group.
She wanted to borrow some money, but she hadn’t expected the security guards at Skyward Group to not let her in at all.
She waited at the entrance for a long time, hoping to try her luck. In the end, she didn’t encounter Grayson Forrest, but instead ran into the eldest son of Skyward Group.
She told me that she’d never forget the way Skyward Group’s eldest son stepped out of a luxury car, carefree and unrestrained, with everyone surrounding him in admiration.
At the time, she simply stood there from afar, quietly watching, and even then, she felt as though the radiance of the young master had stabbed her in the eyes.
She said that she might never meet another man who could exude such brilliance in her entire life.
She didn’t have much time to react that day. In a split second, upon hearing someone call that man "young master," she immediately rushed forward to block his path.
She said that her impulsiveness left everyone stunned, and even the young master’s gaze fell upon her.
She felt shy and scared, but she didn’t forget what she’d come for.
She summoned all her courage and said, ’I am the daughter of a worker who died in a workplace accident here.
Young master, please, I beg you—help introduce me. I wish to meet your father.’
At that time, Kay Forrest, you stared at my sister for a full minute.
My sister said that she’d never been looked at by a man like that before.
Her heart was pounding uncontrollably.
At that age when young love blossoms, she realized that this was what they called love at first sight.
She thought you’d treat her like a beggar and brush her off, but to her surprise, you didn’t.
Instead, you drove everyone else away and took her into your car alone, leaving the company entrance behind.
My sister didn’t tell me what you did after taking her away, but I suspect it wasn’t anything proper.
That day, she came back with 100,000 yuan and told me that from now on, we had money, and I would never be mistreated again.
We wept with joy as sisters.
We’d lived in poverty for so long that when this sudden windfall appeared, we didn’t even know what to do with it.
Afterward, my sister rented me a small apartment.
When school started, she paid her tuition and officially began her life as a university student.
But contrary to what she’d initially said, she didn’t live on campus but stayed with me in our rented apartment.
Since she was commuting, she’d come back to accompany me every day.
But for some time, I noticed that my sister started acting strangely.
She had always come home at six-thirty every evening.
But during that period, she started coming home after eight.
And, the smile she’d regained disappeared; she grew increasingly melancholy.
I couldn’t bear to watch anymore, so I asked her if something had happened.
My sister told me to focus on my studies, that nothing had happened, and that I shouldn’t worry about other things.
She was always the type to share good news with me.
But when it came to bad things, she kept them to herself to process alone.
It’s precisely because of this that all these years, I’ve been filled with regret.
If only I had known what my sister was going through sooner, how much better it would have been.
Then I wouldn’t have been left with so many regrets.
Not long after that, my sister committed suicide.
It was only later, while sorting through her belongings, that I learned from her journal what had happened.
It turned out that on that day, my sister fell in love at first sight with Kay Forrest.
But after having a few meals with her, Kay Forrest no longer wanted to see her.
It was her first romance, and when she felt abandoned by Kay Forrest, she completely lost the will to live.
She lingered in despair for a long time before finally taking a path of no return.
Dad died, Mom ran away, and even my one and only sister, who was my everything, took her own life.
Do you know how much I hate you?
If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have lost her.
I’d rather live under a bridge, bullied daily by beggars, than see my sister meet you because of that money.
And the most infuriating part is, my sister died, yet you’re still living your carefree life, changing women as easily as clothes.
Do you know that every time I saw you back at the company, I wanted so badly to rush up to you and ask you something?
Kay Forrest, do you still remember the girl who killed herself because of you back then?
Do you know that you ruined the life of a woman who was full of hope for the future?
Do you realize... my sister died, and aside from destroying her, you also left my life burdened with unbearable weight?
I can no longer find happiness in life.
The only thought that remains in my mind is avenging my sister.
Kay Forrest, what did our Claire Family ever do to deserve this? Why is it that everyone ends up dying because of your Forrest Family?
Can you even begin to imagine how much hate I have for you right now?
I never wanted to target anyone else, and I never intended to kill Wendy.
Sure, I dislike Wendy’s arrogant attitude, but I have no reason to kill her.
You think I don’t realize that Wendy and her parents are innocent?
But why did she have to be so blind, exposing me at that critical moment?
I hold no grudge against Jane Quinlan, nor did I ever wish harm upon her child.
The only person I’ve ever wanted to kill is you—I want you to pay with your life for my sister’s sake."