Vitality Bomb

“Catherine is the sole heiress to a wealthy family. She grew up surrounded by luxurious food, fine clothes, and was surrounded by servants.
However, things took a turn she never expected – she was not her parents' biological daughter. The real daughter of the Kate family has now returned.
20 years ago, at the hospital where she was born, the nurse mistook her for another child. She was just the daughter of an ordinary family.
"Catherine, you don't have to call me Grandpa anymore," her once amiable grandfather said calmly.
"I propose to kick Catherine out of the family. She is only an outsider and has no right to inherit the family property," Catherine's uncle said coldly.
“I’m sorry, Catherine. We owe Millie too much. We made her suffer so much. Now we have to give her more love.”
Her parents said something apologetic, but they never looked at Catherine while saying it. Their eyes stayed on Millie the whole time.
Catherine smiled. "There's no need to apologize. I should be the one apologizing. As an outsider, I allowed the Kate family to raise me for so many years without any compensation. I'll return what I owe you. Goodbye."
Catherine turned and walked out of the Kate household without looking back.
Her family banished her, and her former siblings refused to talk to her because she was not the true heiress, but what did it matter?
"Boss, I heard that the Kate Family kicked you out of the house! They're asking for it. Should we send someone to ruin the Kate Family?” The leader of the Coven said.
"Chairman, as long as you agree, I will bankrupt the Kate family within a month," one of the heads of the world's top financial groups called.
"Lady Catherine, do we need to impose legal sanctions on the Kate family?" An official who was in charge of the Kate family's black market asked coldly.
She might be a fake heiress, but she was a true queen.


EndlessFantasy Translation 

Fake Heiress, True Queen

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After Beth left, the phone on her desk rang. Catherine picked it up and imitated Beth's way of speaking. "I was wondering when you'd call."

"Forgive me, Miss Adler, Wellings firewall proved to be quite secure."

"Of course, Your Majesty. Firstly, I already have access to all the landlines here, you can reach me from whichever one in the office. Secondly, for your safety, we've sought Ms. Beth to be in charge of contacting you. Ms. Beth and I have changed the buttons on your desk, and your cleaning requests will only be sent to her."

"That's really thoughtful, my dearest."

"One piece of advice, my queen; if your boss doesn't assign you any specific work, you should find some yourself. Take the recently rumored 'Coven' for example."

"You mean you want me to talk about the cult that I created?" Catherine could not help but laugh.

"What I mean is, you should make the editor-in-chief pay more attention to you."

After the call ended, the editor-in-chief walked out of the office.

"Miss Crawford, please come over."

Johnson looked a little anxious, but Catherine decided not to think too much about it and got up to go to his office.

"I'm sorry to put you to work so soon, Miss Crawford. To be honest, I can't bear it." Johnson cleared away the mess of papers on the desk with an apologetic look.

"Mr. Johnson, please just call me Catherine. By the way, I don't mind starting work immediately. I want to do my fair share for the company. It's my honor."

"Well, since you said so, I'll make it short. There's a lawsuit in progress at the Lower City District Court and the details of the case are on the internet. In fact, it's related to those increasingly popular Coven cult. They say it's a cult with really good brainwashing techniques, maybe you've heard of them before?"

"I'm new to this city, but I've heard of this incident here and there."

"That's settled then. You'll have the front page so I want a comprehensive report. I believe this job suits your skillsets."

"Okay, chief editor. I'll put my ear on the ground and follow up on the court's proceedings."

"Oh, one more thing." The chief editor raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You don't need to call me chief editor. Just call me Johnson."

"Okay, Johnson." The chief editor was very amicable and approachable. It was no wonder that he could become the chief editor at his age.

As Catherine left, however, Johnson turned around and picked up his office phone, dialed a number, and said, "Don't worry, everything's under control."

Of course, Catherine did not know that. She also did not know that, as she laid out her plans, a conspiracy was being planned against her.

As she walked out of the office, Catherine breathed a sigh of relief. In the past, she had always hated people who just appeared to be friendly, but now it seemed that some of these cheerful people were genuine.

Although she was still not sure whether Mary had anything to do with Wellings, this was not her main focus.

William was not a timid person. On the contrary, he had the same self-esteem as most other noblemen.

If he was in danger, his people should have been able to protect him – even if he did not know it.

Unless... He was also secretly colluding with that arms dealer, wanting to completely annex all the assets of the Corning Heights. That might be the case.

After returning to her desk, Catherine discovered that there was a pen with a small piece of paper in the pen holder on her desk. On it was written 'underground storage room. Come quickly.'.

"Ha, if it weren't for Noah, she would have really become a secret agent."

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