My Sister Stole My Killer Boyfriend

Since her eighteenth birthday, the protagonist’s mother has used a hidden exchange system to transfer her daughter's achievements to her sister, Poppy. After losing her exam scores and a prestigious job, the protagonist faces her mother's latest demand: surrendering her boyfriend. Unbeknownst to her family, the protagonist scouted this man from a wife-killer club. When he finally shifts his affections to Poppy, the protagonist smiles, having anticipated this day for a long time.

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Chapter 3

She still had one swap left. I could not risk tipping her off.

I did not go inside. I turned around, went back to school, and immediately started interviewing at other companies.

Along with my new investment banking offer came a furious call from Mom.

"Elisa, what's going on? Didn't you say you got a government job? What's this about an investment banking offer?"

I played dumb. "Mom, I didn't apply for government jobs. I interviewed at an investment bank, but I didn't get in. Did a bank send an offer to your email? Is it my offer?

"Mom, can you show me?"

Mom snapped, "It's not yours!" Then, she hung up.

I stared at my phone and laughed. Who cared if she swapped the offer? Poppy would probably fail horrendously before her probation period ended.

Back when Poppy used my scores to get into a top university, she could not keep up with the coursework at all. She failed multiple classes and nearly flunked out.

Mom only managed to get her a degree by bribing every professor and academic advisor she could.

After graduation, Poppy could not find work anywhere. She moved back home and mooched off Mom. After bumming around for a year, she suddenly got an offer from a top investment bank. She could not handle the fast pace of corporate life at all.

Sure enough, after three days on the job, she came home and quit. She refused to work, and Mom was perfectly happy to support her.

As for me, knowing they had one swap left felt like the sword of Damocles over my head. I constantly worried about when and how they would use it on me. It was like a ticking time bomb that could go off at any moment and destroy my life.

I needed that bomb to detonate on my terms, within my control.

From then on, I made a point of casually mentioning good things that happened to me. Things like I won $500,000 in the lottery or I bought myself a small condo with my savings. However, Mom and Poppy did not take the bait.

Then one day, I overheard Mom setting up blind dates for Poppy.

Poppy was unhappy with every single match. I knew my opportunity had come.

After careful searching, I finally found James. He was a gift I had handpicked specifically for Poppy, one she would not be able to resist.

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