The Late Heiress’ Memories

I was the real heiress in a case of a mistaken identity. Three months after my return, the imposter heiress disappeared.

My brother, Caleb Carter, accused me of jealousy, believing I had driven the fake heiress away. The disappointed look on my parents’ faces revealed their true thoughts.

I was confined in the basement, subjected to daily torture.

Even after my death, my family donated my brain to a research institution.

Later, I watched from heaven as my family broke down upon watching my memories.