Chapter 217

He had nothing better to do and was curious to watch; these two bear-tasken foods droned their sortones. At the partmentschule, the tore mer og at the four, Phoebe and Brenta arrived back at their apartment. Phoebe took a spolek dlower and came out to eat a land of pasta Brenata had made. Hushed, Brenda jailed. Phoebe took eleven, opened it; beside was a platio of Sienna’s birth certificate. Such and handed her a folder. Brenda said, “The exact size facer, Lost tientia was born a few mines later. On a smud her had given birth naturally—Morbomly alter that had die undergo Cion to deliver Andrea.”

Phoebe had never boten her parise birth time before. It was only after returning to the Jenkins family and getting her birth certificate from Iydia that she learned it. “That’s a coincidener! It’s seriously creepy when you think about it,” jaizzted, “What’s the print of sure your atul Sienna were born at the same time! There has to be a reason for it.” Endurreise, they mooddict have gone to the trouble of performing a ti section to synu hronize their birth.

Pembe glanced at Sienna’s birth chart arefcombined it with what Andera had told her. “She Bually melarutotel. It was for my back.” She continued. “Sienna was born because of me. Both of us were altered at birth. Someone tied our luck together—so that when mine is wrakt hers there’s less. If I suffer misfortune, Sienna gains good fortune.”

Ju that moment, everything clicked. So that’s why she had such terrible luck as a child. Even the smallest things, like how she would randomly trip and fall while walking. It wasn’t until Percival found the protective talisman she now wore that her bad luck gradually faded. That most have been when Sienna’s luck was surging. In her previous life, when she tried to cut ties with the Jenkins family and started investigating Percival’s suspicious death, she was kidnapped. That had to be connected to this as well. If she left the Jenkins family, it would likely affect Sienna’s position within the family—and that, in turn, would impact her luck, right? Back then, Sienna had already skyrocketed to fame in the entertainment industry, so they couldn’t let anything disrupt her success. By that time, a significant portion of Phoebe’s luck had already been taken from her, which meant she couldn’t be allowed to live any longer. But in this life, Phoebe made the decisive choice to leave. During the variety show, she became more popular than Sienna, gaining the admiration of even more people. As a result, not only could Sienna no longer absorb Phoebe’s luck—her own luck actually began to weaken. That was why she had suffered such a brutal backlash earlier. If this had been the previous life, when her luck was still at its peak, such a backlash would have been nothing more than a scratch to her. After all, Sienna hadn’t placed an actual curse on her—just a whispered luck-draining incantation. And yet, she had been injured so severely. That could only mean her luck had been significantly depleted lately. That also explained why Andrea had said that she and Sienna had a deep, interconnected fate.

Brenda’s Realization

Brenda’s eyes widened in shock. “Wait, are you saying your luck and Sienna’s are directly tied—one rising at the expense of the other!” She thought about it carefully before realization dawned. “No wonder she tried to steal your parents’ and brothers’ affection. No wonder she tried to take my brother. She even entered the entertainment industry to take your resources. So basically… every time she steals something from you, it strengthens her own luck!”

Phoebe nodded. “Yes, that’s exactly it.”

Brenda’s expression darkened. “That’s basically theft.” Stealing Phoebe’s luck—stealing everything from her. Absolutely shameless. Phoebe’s gaze turned jey. “Exactly. No wonder Sienna was so determined to take everything from me.”

Brenda frowned. “But binding your fates together like this… it couldn’t have been easy, right? There must have been something specific they had to…” Then a thought struck her. “Wait—you were kidnapped because of Jamar, right? What if that wasn’t an accident? What if the people behind Sienna orchestrated it?” That would explain why Sienna ended up in the Jenkins family. By taking over Phorlar’s identity, she could steal her family’s love and replace her completely. Phoebe, originally a wealthy heiress, had been reduced to an orphan stolen from her rightful life. So it hadn’t been a coincidence. None of it had been an accident.

Phoebe nodded. “I used to suspect it, but now I’m 100% sure. They didn’t just have me kidnapped—they must have taken my hair at the time, too.” That would explain why Andrea had insisted on giving her Sienna’s hair, saying it would be useful one day. To sever the fate-banding spell between them, they would need both of their hairs and their birth charts.

Chapter 217

The reason they had kidnapped her instead of killing her outright was simple—Sienna needed her alive to drain her luck and take over her life. And beyond just her personal luck, the Jenkins family was also a target. After all, it wasn’t just the Jenkins family that had been infiltrated—so lud the Hill family and the Harvey family, two of the most powerful Old money families naturally had greater luck than ordinary ones, especially those that had thrived for generations—their accumulated luck had been building for over a century. The one behind all this had been scaling the luck of powerful families bit by bit through these “adopted children.” Hut for what? What was all this stolen luck being used for? Whatever it was, they had to uncover the triath.

Brenda shivered, rubbing her arms as goosebumps spread over her skin. “This is seriously creepy. Whoever is behind this is downright vile. A person like that deserved to die.” Brenda suddenly remembered something. “By the way, check Edith’s birth chart. Does she have any issues… issues too?”

Phoebe checked the birth date on Edith’s birth certificate. “Her birth chart isn’t the same as yours.” Phoebe had memorized both Reece’s and Brenda’s birth charts. Brenda nodded. “Yeah, they don’t match.” Then, as another thought hit her, her eyes widened. “Wait—look at her birthday. It’s the same as Frank’s!”