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Don’t Mess with the Heiress
After getting accepted into Stanford University, my parents decided to reward me by buying a small house near the campus.
My brother’s girlfriend, though, seems to think she has him wrapped around her finger and acts like she owns the place.
She threw out all my stuff from the house and had the nerve to warn me:
“Your brother is the only heir of the Sterling family, so I’m the lady of this house now. Stop hanging around here eating for free and be smart→ pack up and leave!”
I immediately recorded her little act on video and posted it in our Sterling Family Group Chat on WhatsApp, writing:
“If this kind of trash gets into our family, consider me, Harper Sterling, a failure!”
My name is Harper Sterling, and I have a fraternal twin brother, Ethan Sterling.
Growing up, I was always the one being pampered by my parents, while Ethan was more like someone they picked up out of a dumpster.
Take this instance as an example: I got accepted into Stanford University, which is about a 30–minute drive from home. Even though it’s not far, my parents went all out and bought me a small house near campus so I could have my own private space without worrying about noisy
roommates.
As it happens, Ethan also got accepted into Stanford.
But for him, my parents said, “Boys are fine in dorms. No need for private space. No fuss.”
Ethan practically begged me with tears in his eyes, and since I have a soft spot for him, I agreed to let him have
room
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Although they bought me the house, I still preferred living in the dorms with my friends, so I stayed on campus. the house for a few nights when they visited me and Ethan.
Today, I got a delivery call saying my package had arrived and been left at the front door.
That’s when I realized I had mistakenly put the house address instead of my dorm address.
Since I didn’t have any afternoon classes, I decided to walk over and grab it.
in the house.
parents would only stay in
The house wasn’t far–just a 10–minute walk. Standing outside the front door, I figured since I was already there, I might as well stay the night and head back to campus tomorrow.
I confidently punched in the entry code, but it was wrong. Not thinking much of it, I tried again.
After three failed attempts, all showing incorrect, I knew something was off.
snapped a picture of the error message and sent it to the Sterling Family Group Chat.
Before I could even type a message, Ethan called.
“Is the lock broken or something? Why does it keep showing the wrong password?” I asked, frustrated.
e all of a sudden?”
Ethan hesitated on the other end, sounding nervous. “Uh, sis, mom and dad aren’t visiting. Why are you home all
It was blazing hot outside, and I was getting cranky. “What’s with all the questions? What’s wrong with the lock? Did you change password?”
“Sis, don’t get upset! We’re just about to finish class. We’ll be there in a few minutes. Just wait a bit!”
Clearly terrified of me losing my temper, Ethan hung up in a hurry.
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