Traded for Her Bone Marrow? Too Bad My Adoptive Parents Are Billionaires!

### Chapter 1

I was inspecting the production line at our family's manufacturing plant when a worker’s careless mistake ended up crushing my index finger.

Marcus, the shift supervisor, quickly flagged down a company car to rush me to the hospital.

In the back seat, the makeshift bandage wrapped around my bleeding finger slipped. A single drop of blood dripped onto the beige leather seat.

Ashley, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, turned around and glared at me with pure disgust.

"Excuse me? Who gave you permission to dirty this car?"