Serena’s eyes widened slightly. Was someone finally different from the others?
"You were pampered for eighteen years. Then one day, a girl comes along—and she is the real heiress of this family. You’re told you have no blood ties to this family, and you’re someone else’s child. Everyone tries to make up for her, treating her with more affection than they once had for you. You can’t say that doesn’t hurt."
It seemed like Sampson could read her mind, causing Serena’s eyes to well up with tears.
"But think about it from her perspective. Because of a mistake, she suffered at the Harris family for eighteen years. Now that she’s returned to her biological family, isn’t it normal for everyone to treat her well and make it up to her?"
Serena looked up. It did make sense, but it hurt so much. She felt so much jealousy and sadness.
"Who poses the biggest threat to her position when she returned? Isn’t it you, who was doted upon by the family for eighteen years?" Sampson hit the nail on the head. "But she didn’t kick you out immediately. Instead, she allowed you to continue enjoying the luxury that was originally hers."
Serena was taken aback, suddenly understanding the situation.
"She didn’t resent, get angry, or jealous that you stole her family and enjoyed the life she should have had for the past eighteen years. She didn’t hold it against you. Doesn’t it show that she’s willing to accept you?"
Serena’s tears welled up in her eyes, a bit stunned.
"From your conversation just now, it’s obvious there are some small frictions between you two. Like just now—even though you were a bit too assertive—she didn’t threaten to kick you out of the house, but calmly explained not to overthink. In my understanding of her, she’s already making the biggest compromise.
Where’s yours? I didn’t see it."
Serena didn’t say anything, her tears streaming down her face.
"You need to understand that she was the one who was wrongly adopted. The family feels guilty towards her. She could easily use this guilt to kick you out of the house. If she were to say something, how likely do you think it would be for you to stay in this house?"
She had been warned about this before.
She knew her chances were slim, almost nonexistent.
"Serena, you’ve been in the center of the family for too long. You’ve forgotten that this position was originally hers."
Sampson said in a meaningful tone,
"While she was suffering at the Harris family—being treated terribly by her adoptive parents because they took her as a curse—you were enjoying the affection given by her parents, her brothers, her family. If you were in her shoes, could you be as generous as her, allowing you to stay in the family and continue to share her family and wealth?"
Serena bit her lip. She knew she couldn’t.
"Rose is a smart girl. She knew the trouble she was signing up for by letting you stay in this house. She anticipated the mess, yet she did it anyway. She took a step back for you, right to the edge of a cliff. You can’t just push her off."
Serena’s eyes widened in shock, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Dr. Mark is in charge of Grandma’s condition. You should know that." Sampson explained on Rose’s behalf, "He calls Rose ’Professor,’ and when he has tricky cases, he consults her. Out of respect for him, she came to see the patient. I didn’t even know that the girl in front of me was my own niece."
Serena hadn’t expected that it wasn’t her parents secretly bringing Rose to meet her grandma and uncle—but Dr. Mark had invited Rose.
Because Rose was Dr. Bell!
She had a solution for all the tricky cases!
"Only when your parents arrived and saw Rose with me did I realize how grown my niece was."
Sampson smiled warmly.


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