They Wanted a Wolf, So I Became One. And They Were My First Prey.

Five years ago, my family suddenly went bankrupt. My sister got cancer, and the entire family relied on me to survive.

But when I returned to the villa we used to live in, I found the lights blazing inside. My parents and my sister, who was supposed to be gravely ill, were enjoying a lavish dinner in the living room, their mouths greasy with food.

They were watching a video of me working three jobs a day, pointing and commenting.

"No, she's still not ruthless enough. She can't even compare to us when we started from scratch." My mother, Eleanor, said, eating premium Kobe steak.