Clapback Heiress,I Roasted My Toxic Family And Built An Empire

I had a compulsive clapback disorder. If anyone said anything to me, I had to snap right back.

The day I was brought back to my biological billionaire family, the fake heiress cooked a lavish feast for me. My parents told me I should be grateful.

I opened my mouth and sneered immediately.

"Cooking a few basic dishes makes her exhausted? I was cooking for an entire abusive household when I was six. This is nothing."

My parents froze, staring at my heavily calloused hands in stunned silence.

On my birthday, the fake heiress received gifts from everyone. I didn't get her anything.