From Scandal Starlet to Vengeance Heiress, This Time, I Hold the Script - Chapter 1: Chapter 1
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When the Harrison family—Los Angeles's wealthiest dynasty—came looking for me, I was already a red-hot A-lister in Hollywood.
The day I came home, right in front of all the paparazzi in the city, the Harrison family's adopted daughter stood at the door blocking my way.
"Sister, we looked into it—you got famous doing R-rated flicks."
"The Harrison family has its rules. You need to strip naked out here and go through a cleansing ritual before you can come in."
"Daddy made it crystal clear—when he and big brother aren't around, I rule the house. Hope you get that."
I looked up, and I could still vividly remember the scenes from my past life—how I'd been so careful about my image, so cautious, bending over backwards to please everyone just to fit in.
But what was my ending? I died miserably!
Now that I'm reborn, I just want to be myself.
So, I kicked the priest standing nearby and shoved the adopted daughter blocking my way aside.
"What a joke! You want to strip my clothes off? Take a good look at yourself—do you even deserve to!"
"'Rule the house' my ass! Let's see how you'll be begging me on your knees later!"
The second those words left my mouth, the paparazzi swarmed like sharks smelling blood. Camera flashes went off like machine gun fire, nearly blinding everyone in sight.
"Serenity! Word is you're the Harrison family's long-lost heiress—is that true?"
"You came here ready for war today. Is this because you're pissed that Bridget Harrison stole your spot?"
"This attitude is way off-brand from your usual sweet girl image, don't you think?"
Their rapid-fire questions hit me like bullets, and I was drowning in the chaos.
Last lifetime around, I'd rolled over for Bridget Harrison like a good little doormat.
She made my homecoming all about her, stepped on me to climb higher, then spent years spreading lies about my personal life.
In the end, the online hate mob drove me to depression and death.
This time? Hell no—I'm not playing anyone's sidekick!
Bridget stood there stunned for a solid few minutes before snapping back to reality.
I wasn't about to waste time on her and headed straight for the door, but she grabbed my arm.
"Serenity, we're all thrilled you're back, but you can't just waltz in here acting like the Harrison family means nothing to you!"
"Your breakout role showed everything! Dad was furious when he found out! Someone as dirty as you needs a cleansing ritual before stepping inside!"
She reached for my outfit, and I slapped her hand away so hard it echoed.
"Don't even think about it!"
"I don't care if I'm not officially a Harrison daughter yet—I'm still a A-list star!"
"Touch me again and you'll be hearing from my lawyers!"
Bridget clutched her cheek, glaring at me with pure venom.
"You...!"
This kind of drama was paparazzi gold.
They immediately shoved microphones right in Bridget's face.
"Miss Harrison! Serenity's a major star—aren't you excited to have a sister like that?"
"I mean, Serenity's actual Harrison family blood. Don't you think you're being a little harsh here?"
Bridget's expression shifted to a calculated smile.
"Of course I'm excited about having a sister, but this was Dad's call, not mine."
"I'm prepping for my own debut, but I know where the line is. I'd never sell my body for attention!"
"I'm just doing my job as her big sister and the Harrison family's eldest daughter—laying down some ground rules."
I let out a harsh laugh.
"Daughter? Maybe wait until the Harrison family actually claims you. Right now, you're just some cuckoo bird that wandered into the wrong nest."
"You—!" Bridget's whole body shook with rage, but the cameras kept her from making a move.
I smirked and smoothed down my hair.
"What's the holdup? Thought we were doing this family reunion thing. If not, I'm out."
The paparazzi pounced on the moment.
"We heard the Harrison family was the one pushing for this reunion, but now they're shutting Serenity out. What's the deal?"
"Are they really that hung up on Serenity's award-winning indie film?"
"Do rich people just not get art?"
Bridget went pale as a sheet, lips trembling, but couldn't get a word out.
Funny how different things felt when I held all the cards!
Just then, the Harrison family's elderly butler came rushing out and addressed Bridget.
"Miss, the master saw the livestream and said he's on his way back!"
He turned his head and glanced at me, then continued sucking up to Bridget.
"The master wanted me to tell you that actresses love their drama! Don't worry—you're the only daughter that matters to him! Nobody's gonna mess with you!"
The day I came home, right in front of all the paparazzi in the city, the Harrison family's adopted daughter stood at the door blocking my way.
"Sister, we looked into it—you got famous doing R-rated flicks."
"The Harrison family has its rules. You need to strip naked out here and go through a cleansing ritual before you can come in."
"Daddy made it crystal clear—when he and big brother aren't around, I rule the house. Hope you get that."
I looked up, and I could still vividly remember the scenes from my past life—how I'd been so careful about my image, so cautious, bending over backwards to please everyone just to fit in.
But what was my ending? I died miserably!
Now that I'm reborn, I just want to be myself.
So, I kicked the priest standing nearby and shoved the adopted daughter blocking my way aside.
"What a joke! You want to strip my clothes off? Take a good look at yourself—do you even deserve to!"
"'Rule the house' my ass! Let's see how you'll be begging me on your knees later!"
The second those words left my mouth, the paparazzi swarmed like sharks smelling blood. Camera flashes went off like machine gun fire, nearly blinding everyone in sight.
"Serenity! Word is you're the Harrison family's long-lost heiress—is that true?"
"You came here ready for war today. Is this because you're pissed that Bridget Harrison stole your spot?"
"This attitude is way off-brand from your usual sweet girl image, don't you think?"
Their rapid-fire questions hit me like bullets, and I was drowning in the chaos.
Last lifetime around, I'd rolled over for Bridget Harrison like a good little doormat.
She made my homecoming all about her, stepped on me to climb higher, then spent years spreading lies about my personal life.
In the end, the online hate mob drove me to depression and death.
This time? Hell no—I'm not playing anyone's sidekick!
Bridget stood there stunned for a solid few minutes before snapping back to reality.
I wasn't about to waste time on her and headed straight for the door, but she grabbed my arm.
"Serenity, we're all thrilled you're back, but you can't just waltz in here acting like the Harrison family means nothing to you!"
"Your breakout role showed everything! Dad was furious when he found out! Someone as dirty as you needs a cleansing ritual before stepping inside!"
She reached for my outfit, and I slapped her hand away so hard it echoed.
"Don't even think about it!"
"I don't care if I'm not officially a Harrison daughter yet—I'm still a A-list star!"
"Touch me again and you'll be hearing from my lawyers!"
Bridget clutched her cheek, glaring at me with pure venom.
"You...!"
This kind of drama was paparazzi gold.
They immediately shoved microphones right in Bridget's face.
"Miss Harrison! Serenity's a major star—aren't you excited to have a sister like that?"
"I mean, Serenity's actual Harrison family blood. Don't you think you're being a little harsh here?"
Bridget's expression shifted to a calculated smile.
"Of course I'm excited about having a sister, but this was Dad's call, not mine."
"I'm prepping for my own debut, but I know where the line is. I'd never sell my body for attention!"
"I'm just doing my job as her big sister and the Harrison family's eldest daughter—laying down some ground rules."
I let out a harsh laugh.
"Daughter? Maybe wait until the Harrison family actually claims you. Right now, you're just some cuckoo bird that wandered into the wrong nest."
"You—!" Bridget's whole body shook with rage, but the cameras kept her from making a move.
I smirked and smoothed down my hair.
"What's the holdup? Thought we were doing this family reunion thing. If not, I'm out."
The paparazzi pounced on the moment.
"We heard the Harrison family was the one pushing for this reunion, but now they're shutting Serenity out. What's the deal?"
"Are they really that hung up on Serenity's award-winning indie film?"
"Do rich people just not get art?"
Bridget went pale as a sheet, lips trembling, but couldn't get a word out.
Funny how different things felt when I held all the cards!
Just then, the Harrison family's elderly butler came rushing out and addressed Bridget.
"Miss, the master saw the livestream and said he's on his way back!"
He turned his head and glanced at me, then continued sucking up to Bridget.
"The master wanted me to tell you that actresses love their drama! Don't worry—you're the only daughter that matters to him! Nobody's gonna mess with you!"
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