ManyWriters

My sister and I were both born into the Gryffindor Family. Our father declared that whoever could devise a strategy to revitalize the company would inherit the family business. I met everyone's expectations by crafting a suitable plan after consulting numerous associates. However, on the day he was to announce the transfer of ownership, I erased all the plans and relinquished my claim to the inheritance.
In my past life, I had tirelessly worked with various partners to create the plan. But when the day came to take over the company, my sister produced an identical document, dated one day earlier than mine.
The entire company rallied behind my sister as she became the new leader, while I was condemned for apparent plagiarism. My father immediately disowned me from the Gryffindor Family and stripped me of all assets in my name.
My sister even reached out to major news outlets to expose my supposed plagiarism. Overwhelmed by online harassment, I was driven to despair and eventually imprisoned. I met my end in jail, beaten to death.
Even in my final moments, I couldn't comprehend how the plan I had personally written had become hers.
When I regained consciousness, I found myself back at the family gathering. Dad was drafting his will, witnessed by all the Gryffindor Family elders, stating that the first to present an innovative company strategy would inherit the business.

The Heiress Who Walked Away

The law enforcement officers wouldn't take sides. Nobody at the location questioned my actions. Only my father and Jacob simultaneously opposed my suggestion to contact the authorities.


"Inform the police? Sherly, haven't you embarrassed yourself enough today? Must you bring shame to the Gryffindor name? Have you considered the repercussions once word spreads? It's more than you can handle!"


I scoffed at them. "I merely proposed calling the police. Why are you so alarmed? Are you concerned I'll discover Renee's proposal was copied, or perhaps uncover something even more significant?"


A flicker of worry crossed my father's face.


"Wretched child! What nonsense are you spewing! Your sister authored this proposal!"


I discreetly dialed the police on my phone while they were distracted. I sent another message to that individual.


As I looked up, Jacob approached me swiftly. He grasped my neck and pulled me towards the computer.


Chapter 9