Chapter 1

The Sullivan family was one of the elite dynasties, and I was the designated heir—Damien Sullivan.

But my two sisters brought home a boy named Marcus from outside, saying we'd be brothers from now on, and they even let him impersonate my identity as heir.

Before the family inheritance ceremony, my two sisters walked onto the spotlight stage arm-in-arm with him.

Everyone's attention was drawn to them, all believing he was the family's designated heir.

Marcus saw me step onto the stage as well and looked down at me arrogantly:

"Damien Sullivan, is the heir's stage somewhere you're allowed to stand? Get the hell off and go stand aside as an observer."

"If it weren't for my sisters being kind enough to take you in and make you an adopted son of the Sullivan family, someone like you wouldn't be able to set foot through the Sullivan family's doors in your entire lifetime."

I knew he was acting arrogant and domineering because he relied on my two sisters' favor, and he wanted to steal my position as heir.

But he didn't know I had been reborn. In my previous life, I yielded at every turn, only to be thrown into the private underground fighting ring my father used to "handle problems," where I eventually died from severe injuries.

This time, I kicked him flying off the stage:

"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you act wild in front of me and try to take what's mine—are you tired of living?"