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.
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The sound of applause jolted me from my memories of my previous life.
At that moment, Dad approached me and clasped my shoulder, saying, "Sherly, you've been with the company for a while now, and you're my daughter. The company isn't doing well currently, and I'm getting on in years. I still intend to pass it on to you in the future. You'll need to put in the effort..."
Hearing his words, identical to those in my past life, I couldn't help but clench my fists.
Renee quickly chimed in, "Don't worry, Dad. Everyone says my sister is a business prodigy. She'll surely find a way to turn the company around. Don't stress about it. Your health is what's important."
Her words mirrored those from my previous life exactly. Had I not lived through it myself, I would never have suspected my seemingly kind and sweet sister of having such a devious side.
Since the plan I had labored over was destined to end up in her possession, whoever wanted to inherit the company could have it. I wished I could just relax and collect my share.
"I'm not as talented as everyone believes. Dad has always helped me. I definitely can't create a plan on my own. The company's future should be entrusted to Renee!"
Upon hearing my withdrawal, everyone's expressions darkened.
Renee grew more agitated, "Sherly, why are you being difficult now? Even with Dad's assistance, everyone can see your capabilities. The company is at a critical juncture. You can't give up now."
Dad slammed his fist on the table, frowning. "Sherly, this isn't the time for you to be stubborn! If Gryffindor company goes under, do you think you'll still live comfortably? Forget about external partners, you won't even be able to repay the company's shareholders! Let me be clear, we rise or fall together. I'm not giving you a choice, I'm telling you!"
Dad was the head of the Gryffindor Family, with only two daughters, Renee and myself. Mom had passed away early, and he had been under immense pressure for years, facing the greedy eyes of other family members.
To my knowledge, at least ten elders wanted to place their sons in the company. If it weren't for Dad and the shareholders' firm opposition, I feared our family of three would have been ousted long ago.
For this reason, he had been grooming Renee and me since we were young. As soon as I graduated, he sent me to the company for training. He warned that if Renee and I didn't meet expectations, the company would be swiftly taken over by others.