McKenzie's expression darkened as she heard it. She frowned and immediately retorted, "When did I ever kill you?"

Madison stared at her and spoke slowly, "You didn't kill me, true. But you told William that I forced you to go skydiving, that I dragged you into reckless car races, triggering your health issues repeatedly. He took all of that out on me. Are you saying you didn't know? You were fully aware of my heart condition. You knew I was afraid of heights. You knew I wasn't in the best shape. And yet, you still did it. Were you really that afraid I'd take your place?"

McKenzie's expression stiffened, but instead of responding, she suddenly smirked. Her arrogance returned. "Madison, Mom always said you were born to be my stepping stone. A sickly little thing like you, what right do you have to raise your voice at me?"

Madison's lips curled into a stiff, bitter smile. She pushed down all the emotions inside her. She spoke calmly, "McKenzie, after everything you've done to me, aren't you afraid I'll expose the truth?"

The smile on McKenzie's face momentarily froze, but she quickly looked at her with pity. "Little sister, that depends on whether he believes you or not."

She was right. No matter what Madison said, William would never believe her, but that didn't matter. She wasn't trying to convince him. She wanted the whole world to know.

It was true that she was weak and ill, but she was not lowly. If no one were on her side, then she would bring the whole truth to light.

Seeing that Madison was silent, McKenzie let out a sneer and flipped her hair with her fingers. "Madison, take care of yourself!"

Madison watched her unrestrained back. They would never know that she had a hidden camera on her body. She should thank them for not being wary of her and allowing her to record all the evidence. They had handed her the evidence on a silver platter and she, Madison Lane, gladly accepted it.

McKenzie was already urging her to pack, but there was nothing for her to take. Everything in this place belonged to her sister. None of it was indeed hers. She raised her gaze to McKenzie. "Do I need to get a divorce?"

Even if their identities had been switched, the marriage certificate had her name on it. McKenzie arched an eyebrow and smiled. "No need. Mother and I have already taken care of the paperwork."

At this point, her expression relaxed and she let out a light breath. "Now, I am McKenzie Lane, officially becoming William's wife."

Madison showed no reaction. She turned to leave, but McKenzie's voice called out behind her, carrying a hint of feigned affection. "Madison, just attend the family banquet for me one last time. After this, we'll still be sisters. Once the banquet is over, I'll send you abroad. Don't come back, alright?"

Madison didn't respond. Back in her room, she packed up all her medicine and booked a flight overseas. Finally, she took one last look around this grand room, her home, for the past six years. Yet, not a single thing inside truly belonged to her.

Well, from this day forward, her life would belong to her and her alone.

On the day of the banquet, she received a call from Ariana. The voice on the other end was cold and threatening. "Madison, McKenzie has already booked a plane ticket for you. The money will be transferred to your account. Once you leave, don't come back."

Madison remained silent. Her mother seemed to realize something and let out a soft sigh. "Madison, your sister has carried too much for this family. I don't want to see you two fighting. I also hope you won't have any thoughts that you shouldn't."

She couldn't help but think of the past, when she had been forced to marry into the Loughlins in her sister's place, only to be met with William's cold indifference and hostility. McKenzie had faked her death and fled abroad, leaving behind a suicide note to frame her. When she cried to Ariana for help, her mother scolded her instead. "Would your sister have treated you this way if you hadn't stolen her man? You brought this upon yourself!"

However, it was McKenzie who had fled abroad due to gambling debts back then and it was her mother who had broken down in tears, begging her to take her sister's place and marry William.

Madison couldn't help but feel resentful. She and McKenzie were both their mother's daughters, born with the same face. Why had her mother always favored her sister?

Her mother continued, still instructing her. "Once you get abroad, you'd better get plastic surgery. Don't go around parading your face as William's wife."

Hearing those words felt like a dagger to her heart, the pain so sharp and numbing it was unbearable. She forced a stiff smile and spoke in a soft voice. "Mom, just because I was born weak, does that mean I don't deserve your love?"

Sadly, the other end remained silent. Madison waited for a long while before realizing that the call had been disconnected. She lowered her eyes and slowly closed them. "I'm sorry, Mom. I've always listened to you all since I was little, but this time, I want to be rebellious for once and live for myself!"

At the Loughlins' manor, Madison handed some items to Lily. Bella had an old knee injury and her knees ached in the winter when exposed to the cold. The package contained medicinal patches for the pain. As for Edward, his chronic coughing from excessive smoking was another concern. Madison had carefully noted down the locations of nearby pharmacies, the name of an effective cough suppressant and some other precautions. She had always taken care of this, ensuring there was a steady supply of medicine in the house, but this would be the last time.

Lily was unaware of this. She was somewhat surprised when she saw it. "Madam, you're so thoughtful, but why did you write down the address this time?"

Madison had fallen ill again that morning and still looked pale. She smiled faintly at the question. "Just in case."

Lily turned to Bella with admiration. "Mrs. Loughlin, you're so lucky to have such a considerate daughter-in-law. She keeps everything in mind."

Bella beamed with joy. "I don't have a daughter, so McKenzie is like my own. She's even more thoughtful than my son."

William raised an eyebrow and glanced at Madison. His thin lips curled into a cold smile. "Is that any way to talk about your own son? Besides, people aren't always what they seem."

Bella scolded him with a light slap on the arm. "Nonsense! I have a good eye for people. McKenzie is frail, so you'd better take good care of her."

William's expression darkened with impatience. He nodded dismissively. "Fine, fine, I got it."

From the beginning to the end, Madison maintained a smile and said nothing. After leaving Bella's side, William's smile instantly vanished and he looked at her with a sullen face. "Oh, McKenzie, you're not trying to curry favor with my mom, are you?"

Madison was slightly surprised to hear this name again, but she quickly composed herself. It seemed that McKenzie hadn't told him everything. After six years of marriage, William still didn't know her real name. What an irony!

"You don't have to worry. Soon, you'll get what you want!" she said.

William's smile was cold, completely devoid of trust in her words. Would someone who has lived a good life willingly return to poverty?

Moreover, she still liked him. He didn't believe she would leave him. He said coldly, "Just remember it. After all, you stole those six years!"

Madison remained silent. She no longer argued foolishly as she used to because she knew there was no point. They would never believe her. After leaving the Loughlin’s manor, Madison sat quietly in the car, gazing out the window at the passing scenery.

William drove with an irritated expression. "Why the hell am I your chauffeur?" he snapped.

Madison turned to look at him. She had secretly admired this face since high school and never dared to confess her feelings. Tonight, something in her shifted. "William, I won't like you anymore."

He laughed, scoffing at her words. "There are countless people who like me. Do I need your affection?"

His expression then turned sinister, his head snapping towards her. "McKenzie, what kind of trick are you playing now?"

William's voice trailed off abruptly. He saw Madison leaning against the window, her face pale and her eyes weary as she drifted to sleep.

When the car came to a stop, Madison woke up. She didn't spare William another glance. Instead, she changed back into her clothes. The real McKenzie emerged. She was now wearing a long, snow-white dress.

The two of them were identical in appearance, yet their expressions couldn't be more different. One was radiant and full of life, the other calm and distant, so frail she looked like the wind could blow her away.

McKenzie looked at her fragile sister and smiled. "Madison, I've booked you a first-class ticket. Once you leave, don't come back."

That night, Madison took her ticket and left the place she had lived in for six years. She hailed a cab to the airport. Halfway there, she received a phone call. A deep male voice on the other end spoke, "Everything is ready."

She hung up, recalling William's contemptuous glare and McKenzie's smiling face. Tomorrow, the whole truth would be revealed. William, who fancied himself a passionate lover and was hailed as the world's best man, was about to have his reputation utterly destroyed.

As for McKenzie, who so desperately wanted to secure her place as William's wife, she would expose the truth, revealing every detail of what had happened. She would make them all suffer the consequences of their actions.

Madison didn't board the plane McKenzie had booked for her. She wouldn't trust them anymore. Instead, she pulled out a plane ticket to a foreign country that she had prepared in advance. Before boarding the plane, she blocked all of their numbers. From this day forward, they would never meet again!