I picked up a system with my sister.

The system said only one of us could bind to it, and the other could take twenty million dollars.

My sister shoved me aside and chose the money.

Ten years later, she squandered everything and ended up homeless.

Relying on the luck the system gave me, I excelled in my studies, climbed the career ladder, and reached the peak of my life.

Driven by jealousy, my sister stabbed me to death at my birthday party.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day we found the system.

This time, she said without hesitation, “Luck is too intangible. I’ll take the loss. You can have the fortune.”

I knew she had been reborn, too.

What she didn’t know was that the luck granted by the system always came at the cost of one’s lifespan.

When my sister insisted on binding herself to the system and leaving the twenty million fortune to me, I knew she had been reborn too.

In my previous life, just to snatch that money, she shoved me to the ground while my leg injury hadn’t even healed.

I broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but her eyes gleamed with excitement as she smiled.

“Jana, the system says it can bring good luck.

“You’ve always had terrible luck. Even a simple aerial routine ended with the harness snapping! I’ve always been lucky, so I won’t fight you for something like this. I’ll let you have it.”

How ridiculous that I had been so grateful back then.

Only later did I find out she had tampered with the rigging on purpose.

Because she was my understudy, and she wanted to take the bigger stage for herself.

After getting that twenty million, my sister squandered it recklessly. She even gave up the ballet she had trained in for over a decade, spending her days partying outside.

Whether it was cars or houses, she wanted only the best. She kept young lovers on the side, and in the end, she fell for an investment scam, lost everything, and ended up on the streets.

She even had to dig through trash just to find something to eat.

Meanwhile, with the luck granted by the system, I excelled in my studies, earned promotions and raises, and reached the peak of my life.

She was consumed with jealousy.

When she stabbed me to death, she was still shouting, “If I hadn’t generously given you the system, how could you have lived so well?

“You wouldn’t even lend me twenty thousand dollars! You’re too heartless!

“If that’s the case, we might as well die together!”

The system’s voice pulled my thoughts back to this life.

“Jana Lee, Yuna Lee says she chooses the system. Are you fine with that choice?”

My sister clung to my arm, wearing that sickeningly sweet expression of sisterly affection.

“Jana, luck is such an uncertain thing. I’ll take the loss, just keep the fortune.”

“Sure.”

I nodded lightly, my face calm, though a cold smile rose inside me.

She looked as delighted as if she had picked up a treasure, not knowing that the system’s luck was never given for free.

It had to be exchanged with one’s lifespan.

The twenty million was transferred into my account immediately.

I split the money into four parts. One portion went into a fixed-term deposit, earning substantial interest each year.

One portion was donated to a children’s home, another was used to purchase long-term assets, and a small remainder was kept in a checking account for flexible use.

Of course, I didn’t start living a life of reckless luxury like Yuna had.

On the contrary, my life stayed exactly the same as before, without any noticeable change.

What I didn’t expect was that even though I kept a low profile, Yuna exposed my wealth for me.

That day, when I returned home after class, my family was already seated around the dining table, backs straight, waiting.

The dining table was covered with all kinds of shrimp dishes.

My mom linked her arm through mine affectionately. “Jana, you must be tired after a full day of studying, right? Look, I made your favorite shrimp just for you!”

She didn’t know that shrimp had been my favorite when I was little.

I hadn’t touched it in years.

I picked the shrimp off my plate. “Mom, I’m allergic to shrimp.”

She froze for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something, her expression turning awkward.

“Right! Look at me, I’ve gotten so muddled—I forgot you suddenly developed a shrimp allergy when you were eight and even ended up in the hospital…”

“It was nine,” I corrected.

The smiles on my parents’ faces became even more strained.

At this age in my previous life, I would have felt hurt.

But after living through it once, I no longer felt anything over their favoritism.

Yuna and I were twins. She was born before me but weighed just over four pounds.

I, the younger one, weighed a full six pounds.

She had always been frail and sickly, placed in an incubator right after birth, while I had been strong as a horse, perfectly healthy.

Some people said I took Yuna’s share of nutrients even before we were born.

So, my parents had always favored her.

In my memories growing up, I was always the one watching the three of them laugh happily together.

When I was eleven, I came home from school to an empty house.

I waited alone, hungry, until ten at night before my parents finally returned, bringing Yuna back with them, full of excitement.

She was holding a toy from an amusement park.

When she saw me, she let out a small “ah” and said, “Mom, we forgot to bring my sister.”

My chest tightened as I looked at my mom, hoping she would promise something, like taking me next time.

She barely spared me a glance before saying, irritation lacing her voice, “We have a kitchen. You’ve been home this whole time and didn’t even think to cook? Honestly, how thoughtless can you be?”

My dad sat on the couch like a king, legs crossed, silent.

From that moment on, I understood.

They never loved me.

So, I stopped expecting anything.

Later, I succeeded in my studies, achieved financial freedom, and became the child they proudly spoke of.

Yet they still doted on Yuna, who lived a life of reckless indulgence.

After I was stabbed to death, my soul drifted above and watched as my mom rushed into my bedroom.

Her eyes widened in panic as she asked my dad what to do.

My dad lit a cigarette, took a drag, and said in a low voice, “They look so alike anyway. If it comes down to it, let Yuna take Jana’s place and keep living.”

My mom hesitated for only a moment before making her decision. “Alright. We’ve already lost one daughter; there’s no way we’re losing the other too.”

Just like that, my death was quietly buried.

The three of them still went on to celebrate my birthday, laughing and enjoying themselves, as if I had never belonged in their lives at all.

With the table full of shrimp I couldn’t touch, my mom placed some vegetables onto my plate. “Here, Jana, eat more.”

“Mom, just say what you want to say.”

Beside me, Yuna gently tugged at my mom’s sleeve under the table.

My mom raised her brows and cleared her throat. “So, I heard you won a big prize?”

I let out a short laugh toward Yuna. “And who told you that?”

“Never mind who. Just tell me if it’s true,” my mom said, adding two more pieces of greens onto my plate before finally getting to the point.

“You know things haven’t been great at home these past couple of years.

“Well, Yuna’s been trying to get into your school, but she hasn’t been able to pass the exams.

“Recently, your dad managed to find a connection. As long as we donate a library to the school, she’ll be admitted.”

After saying that, she gave me a coaxing smile.

Donate a library.

Yuna really dared to dream.

I let out a cold laugh but said nothing.

However, my dad spoke with a hardened expression, “Why waste time explaining so much to her? She’s still a minor. No matter how much money she has, it still has to be managed by us as her guardians.”

“Not happening.”

I set down my fork, my face expressionless. “Half of the money is locked in fixed deposits, and the other half has already been donated. I can’t take out a single cent.”

“That’s impossible!” Yuna shot to her feet.

“Mom, she’s lying! Who wins that kind of money and doesn’t buy cars or houses, but donates half of it? I don’t believe her!”

She stomped her foot and clung to my mom.

“Mom, I have to get into that school. I already told you why; it’s about my future!”

My mom didn’t argue. She set her plate aside and went straight to my bedroom.

As if the system was helping her, her luck was absurdly good.

After a quick search, she actually found my bank card, passbook, and ID.

Without a word, she tossed them to my mom and urged, “Mom, let’s go withdraw the money now!”

“I look just like Jana. I’ll pretend to be her; the teller won’t notice.”

I stepped forward to grab them, but my dad seized my arm and held me back.

My mom immediately snapped, “We raised you all these years, and now you won’t even let us use some of your money?”

Then the whole family strode out the door with purpose.

As she passed me, Yuna deliberately bumped into my shoulder and whispered, “This system really is useful.

“Whenever I want to find something, I can get my hands on it right away.

“And whatever I want, I don’t have to wait long to get it.

“Jana, you must be thrilled to have that twenty million. Too bad, one day, you’ll end up broke and wandering the streets.”

Her eyes gleamed with excitement. “I’m the one who wins in the end.”

She clicked the lock and shut me inside the room.

Watching her smug figure through the window, I let out a soft laugh.

Just wait, the system would be coming to collect its price soon enough.

…

At the bank entrance, the moment my parents stepped inside, I rushed forward and blocked their way.

My dad’s expression darkened. “Didn’t I tell you to keep her locked up?”

They didn’t know I had already prepared for this, keeping tools like hammers around the house just in case.

I shouted, “The money is locked in fixed deposits; I can’t withdraw it!”

The noise instantly drew a crowd.

“You ungrateful girl! I raised you from nothing, and now you can’t even spare some money for me?” My mom immediately wiped at her tears, putting on a pitiful act.

My dad lowered his head, looking every bit the devoted father. “Child, things are tough at home right now. Once we get through this, I swear I’ll pay you back.”