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    No matter how hard she tried to fit in, it felt like nothing she did ever mattered to the Harper family.


    Keira bristled, her voice hard with resentment toward the Harper family. “You’re just setting yourself up for disappointment if you expect them to remember your birthday. The wealthy can be so cold. No matter how much effort you put in, it won’t change their hearts. When I worked as a maid for the Harpers, I got scolded and had my pay cut for the smallest mistakes. They kept track of everything. Just be direct when you go back. Tell them you want a birthday party and see how they react.”


    Sandra nodded. “All right, Mom, I’ll do what you suggested.”


    Keira talked with Sandra for a while, and when Sandra stood to leave, she offered a final reminder. “Stop giving them your sincerity. They don’t appreciate it. You’re there to look out for yourself, not to win them over. Everyst one of them has more money than you do. Even Brenna, who only rejoined the family a few years ago, is already a billionaire. Her business is thriving.”


    A sense of defeat settled over Sandra. She didn’t earn much and never felt she had a knack for business.


    “Mom, I’m not cut out for business like Brenna. She started herpany before she came back to the Harpers; it was just much smaller then.”


    She even found herself defending Brenna.


    Keira scoffed, “You believe that? I don’t think that’s true. Besides, Brenna’s wealthy now, and herpany’s doing better than ever. She even boughtnd for a new office buildingst year. You really think she could do that without any help from the Harper family? They spin all kinds of tales. Don’t believe a word they say.”


    Sandra still had her doubts, but she couldn’t deny that some of her mother’s words rang true.


    When she made it back to the Harper house, the clock had just passed seven, and the whole family was seated around the dining table. She was happy that everyone had gathered.


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    She greeted them politely and found her ce at the table. While the servants finished setting the table, Giselle shifted her attention to Lilith and asked about hertest checkup. “Lilith, how did your checkup go?”


    Lately, Lilith’s pregnancy was the only thing that could lift Giselle’s spirits.


    “It went smoothly,” Lilith answered. “The doctor said everything looks good. I just need to keep going in for my regr appointments.”


    Without missing a beat, Giselle pulled out her phone and sent Lilith a transfer of a hundred million dors.


    “Lilith, since you’re expecting, I told the chef to make sure your meals are extra nutritious. Here’s some money for anything you need. If it’s not enough, just let me know.”


    Lilith smiled as she epted the transfer. “Thank you, Giselle. Ernst already gives me more than enough to spend each month. I really don’t need more.”


    Sandra, seated right beside Lilith, caught a glimpse of the enormous sum Giselle had sent, zero after zero, trailing the one. The Harpers clearly treated that kind of money as if it were nothing.


    Lilith was just pregnant, and she received such a huge amount. Sandra found herself wondering how much the Harpers might give her for her birthday. It had to be no less than a hundred million.


    That thought alone sparked a tinge of anticipation inside her.


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