Cameron continued to scream hysterically, "I work so hard, and my grades are top-notch; why don't I deserve to be your daughter? Why do you hate me so much?

"I don't eat seafood or spicy food, I'm allergic to cat hair just like you. I'm your daughter by all means!"

Uma, seemingly afraid of Jackson's anger, quickly interjected, "Cameron, stop talking nonsense! Mr. Fox, I'm sorry, Cameron is under immense study pressure. She's got some mental issues, and she's tried to commit suicide several times.

"On account of us being a single-parent family, please forgive her. Promise to let her crash Ms. Fox's coming-of-age party!"

Jackson and I exchanged a glance.

If Cameron really jumped, it would be trouble for our family.

After all, it was the rooftop of our mansion.

Jackson sighed and asked for my opinion.

I calmly smiled, "Dad, just let her join the party as well. It's just a simple gathering; I'm inviting people anyway; one more won't hurt.

"Our family has sponsored many underprivileged students before. Consider her as your goddaughter, let's fulfill her dream."

After I spoke, Cameron started screaming again.

"I don't want your charity, I want Dad to personally host my coming-of-age party! I want him to escort me down!"

Jackson looked helpless.

But I nudged his arm, and he stepped forward.

After all these years of navigating the social scene, he knew the drill.

Right now, it was about calming emotions and preventing the situation from escalating.

Jackson had a good reputation in society. If Cameron fell down from our rooftop, it would surely tarnish his reputation.

Plus, our family's publicly traded company's stock was fluctuating. If news of this nature broke out at a critical time, it would be detrimental to Jackson.

Jackson guided Cameron away from the rooftop edge. Cameron looked at me triumphantly.

As she walked by my side, she leaned in and whispered, "I've won, you can't beat me."

I smiled.

Perhaps she didn't realize that insisting on co-hosting a coming-of-age party with me would be the biggest mistake of her life.

After her suicide attempt, Cameron felt like she was part of the Fox family.

She insisted on staying in the luxurious bedroom next to mine, joining us for meals at the table with Jackson and me every day.

She changed into exquisite outfits, walking around with an air of superiority.

My classmates were puzzled and asked me privately what was going on.

Cameron jumped in, saying, "I'm now Arola City's richest man, Jackson Fox's daughter. Don't you believe!

"I'm treating everyone to a good meal today. Let's all go for tomahawk steaks at noon!"

Everyone was shocked.

"If you're Jackson's daughter, then who is Megan?"

Cameron smirked. "She must be my little sister; it doesn't matter, I don't care.

"From now on, I'm Cameron Fox. Got it?"

They all looked at her like she was crazy.

I remained calm and steady as a rock. The SATs were approaching, so I needed to focus on my studies.

At noon, Cameron took everyone out for steak, including me, thinking I'd foot the bill.

That day, though Jackson didn't say much, Cameron moved into a nice room, wore clothes, and ate, using my resources, but she had no money.

Jackson wasn't foolish enough to give her any.

All the money I spent naturally came out of Uma's salary.

Cameron, completely oblivious, began pursuing Vincent after putting on a show.

She demanded Vincent take her home and go on a date with her.

Vincent simply ignored her.

I couldn't do anything about it. Vincent was stubborn, and he didn't even know Cameron. Right now, he just thought she was a fool.

I explained the situation to Vincent, but he still didn't understand why I was putting up with her.

I smiled, "I have my reasons."

Unable to win over Vincent, Cameron turned her anger toward me.

"Don't get too cocky. When Dad announces me as his daughter at the coming-of-age ceremony, Vincent will be mine.

"It's like in novels—the main characters must be equals in status. Dad will only pass down the family business to me in the future!"

I sighed and looked at her, asking, "I'm a bit curious, you've been using so much of my skincare products, why is your skin still like this?"

Cameron hesitated for a moment, then pushed me in anger.

"Are the whitening products you gave me fake?

"No, give me the card, I want to go to the beauty salon for a whitening injection!"

I chuckled and handed her the card. After watching her leave, I turned back to focusing on my studies.

The SATs were just days away.

Cameron was originally a top student, ranking in the top ten in our class.

But now, she spent her days either at the beauty salon or loitering around Vincent's house, her mind completely off studying.

On the other hand, my grades were already good, and I was striving to study even harder.

I believed I could excel beyond expectations.

On the day of the SATs, the driver dropped both of us off at the testing center.

I was confident and felt lucky, finishing the test with a sense of assurance.

I waited for Cameron for a long time.

When she finally emerged, she had a mournful expression and burst into tears as soon as she got into the car.

I asked curiously, and she lashed out at me.

"What's the point of the SATs? I'm about to be the heir of the Fox family, not some test-taker. I don't care about these things!"

Well, it seemed she did quite poorly in the exam.

I shrugged, as it wasn't my concern.

After the SATs, Jackson and Vincent threw me a coming-of-age party.

I invited all my classmates.

In the bedroom, I was getting dressed in a formal gown.

Cameron barged in with Uma, ordering me around, "Take off that dress, I want to wear it!"

Uma, no longer pretending to be polite, now thought highly of herself and even tried to seduce Jackson for a promotion.

She calmly stated, "Megan, since Mr. Fox is going to recognize Cameron as his goddaughter, you two are now sisters. Listen to her.

"We are family now, so you should call me mom."

I smiled, "Sure, go ahead and wear it."

I took off the long pink dress and put on a black cocktail dress, completing the look with a diamond necklace my mom had left me.

The pink looked charming and cute on me, while the black added an elegant touch.

On Cameron's tanned skin, the pink just looked ugly.

Even Uma noticed, but Cameron was oblivious, thinking that whatever she took from me was automatically good.

Someone was called downstairs.

As I descended the stairs, my classmates applauded, and Jackson looked proud.

Vincent's eyes were filled with admiration.