Chapter 1

My grandfather was a legend in the medical field. As his only grandson, I had been expected to inherit his life's work ever since I was a child.

But my two aunts wanted to seize our family's billion-dollar medical formulas for themselves. So they had their kept man impersonate me.

Before an international medical conference, the impostor sat in my assigned seat and sneered.

“If your aunts hadn’t taken pity on you, a useless loser like you would never have been allowed into a high-level conference like this.”

“And don’t say anything stupid later and ruin things for me. If you do, you’ll regret it.”

In my previous life, my gentle nature and our blood relationship had forced me to endure everything in silence.

After being reborn, I rushed over, grabbed him by the collar, yanked him to his feet, and slapped him twice.

“You’re nothing but an impostor. Who gave you the right to order people around?”

The commotion immediately drew everyone’s attention.

People gathered around us one after another.

My two aunts charged over like rabid dogs and started hurling abuse at me.

“You worthless, uncivilized brat! How dare you hit my nephew?”

My older aunt’s face flushed red. Her eyes bulged with fury, and her finger nearly touched my nose.

My younger aunt chimed in, planting both hands on her hips as she shrieked, “We were kind enough to bring you here, and this is how you repay us? What exactly are you plotting?”

I wasn’t intimidated in the slightest.

“What is he supposed to be? He’s nothing but the kept man you two support. Of course I hit him!”

The two aunts exchanged a panicked glance.

But my older aunt quickly composed herself. Her expression turned vicious as she raised her voice.

“You degenerate gambler! Ryan only met you because he trusted the wrong people. After you lost all your money, you started plotting to steal our family’s medical formulas. Aren’t you afraid of karma?”

The relatives my aunts had bribed immediately joined in, acting like a pack of ridiculous clowns.

“Exactly. You can tell at a glance that this kid is no good. He’d do anything for money.”

One relative frowned at me with open disgust.

“Ryan was far too kind. Meeting a friend like this must have been the worst luck of his life.”

Another relative curled his lip and shook his head.

The impostor stood to one side, straightening his clothes. A smug smile flashed across his face.

Then he said slowly, “Ethan, stop making a scene. I know you lost big gambling, but you can’t blame me for it. You can’t seriously be trying to steal my family’s inheritance.”

Just as the argument threatened to spiral out of control, someone stepped out of the crowd.

It was Mr. Morris, the butler who had watched me grow up.

During the years when my grandfather had been ill and resting at our estate, Mr. Morris had been the one delivering his instructions on his behalf.

I had already witnessed this scene once in my previous life. Even so, seeing the man I had trusted almost as much as my family lie so shamelessly still filled me with sorrow.

His expression was unnatural. His eyes darted away from mine, and he clearly didn’t dare look at me.

But he raised his voice and shouted, “Where did this lowlife come from? How dare you impersonate our young master? You must have a death wish. Get out!”

I said nothing. I simply stared into his eyes.

He swallowed nervously.

The bodyguards were about to move forward when I raised my hand and flipped over the nearest table.

The table crashed to the floor with a deafening bang.

The entire room fell silent for a moment. Every eye turned toward me.

“I’m the sole heir to Carter Medical Group. Let’s see who the hell dares lay a hand on me!”

The crowd erupted.

“Look at the way he’s dressed. He looks like an ordinary office worker. How could he be the grandson of a medical legend? He’s probably just here for attention.”

“Exactly. His family owns a massive medical corporation. There’s no way the heir would dress this poorly. If you’re going to scam people, at least put some effort into your appearance.”

“He’s obviously a fake!”

A wave of sadness washed over me.

I had devoted myself entirely to medicine. I worked nonstop in hospitals and laboratories and had never cared much about my clothes.

To me, our family’s medical empire was a platform for saving lives. It wasn’t something to flaunt.

I turned toward my so-called aunts and laughed.

They were twin daughters of my grandfather’s former comrade from his days as a military doctor.

Unable to bear abandoning them, my grandfather had adopted them.

My father—my grandfather’s biological son—and my mother had both been renowned medical experts known around the world.

They had died together in a plane crash during an overseas medical exchange.

That tragedy had made me withdrawn. My grandfather had also kept my identity hidden, afraid that my talent would attract too much attention and make me a target.

As a result, no one currently knew what the sole heir of the Carter family looked like.

That was exactly the opening my aunts had exploited.