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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Sad as it was, an explanation was necessary. Beth told Catherine that she had been targeted by a strange group of people. She had thought it was a prank, or that her business had offended someone they should not have. After a series of investigations, though, she found that she had not offended any business partners.

Therefore, she thought it might have been the Coven.

When Beth talked about a yellow painting, Catherine was instantly energized. "Where have you seen the yellow painting?"

"My house, office, temporary residence, and... Even my safe house. I have nightmares about yellow paintings and totems outside my window as if to remind me of something."

Catherine started thinking; How could this unknown group know the address of Noah's safe house? Could they have the ability or authority to know the public and private assets of Noah and Beth?

Could it be another security contractor? Do have a certain goal they want to achieve through underhanded means?

"We don't have enough clues right now. We have to find new leads."

"Can't you already do that?" Beth reminded her. "Didn't Johnson instruct you to investigate that lawsuit?"

Oh No. Not only did she not remember it, but she completely forgot about it. Catherine began to lament the fact that Beth had not told her about it earlier. Beth said, "I thought you remembered it, so I didn't mention it."

"I remember that the second trial should be held this weekend. You should have 108 hours left to familiarize yourself with the materials you have."

"It doesn't matter. Although the clues we have now are not enough to catch the murderer, it's more than enough to write a report," Catherine said with certainty.

"Then it's up to you. Your Majesty, I hope you can protect my life."

"Don't worry, I won't throw you under the bus." After the bickering, Beth gradually fell asleep, but Catherine stayed awake. She had many more questions than she had answers.

At first glance, these things did not seem to have much to do with each other, so what was the common thread among all these things?

As Catherine arrived at her desk and was about to start a new day of work, she saw a familiar figure walking to her from afar. The innocent smile and the strange tone of her voice made Catherine think annoying aristocrats nobody got along with.

"Hello, Sister Catherine. It's been a long time." Catherine rubbed her eyes and looked carefully. It was Millie.

The innocent smile brought about many emotions. This was the fresh favorite of the Kate family, Millie.

"Starting work this early in the morning? You really are quite miserable."

Catherine really had a headache listening to her voice, so she calmly tried to end all conversation with her. "Long time no see. If you don't have anything to do, Miss Millie, please leave. This is an office."

"I know, I saw the sign outside the door. Seeing you work so hard to earn money and support your family, I really do feel some heartache. But I've come to say hello today, maybe I'll see you again tomorrow. Oh, by the way, Aunt Mary seems to have found me a good job, at least – better than the bottom of the barrel."

Millie Kate