He Framed Me as a Fake, Yet I Could Not Be Chosen by Evil

For as long as I can remember, malice has never been able to choose me.

When someone tries to pin something on me, it always lands on somebody else instead.

At the family reunion banquet, the young housemaid was violated.

The false heir stood beside me and sneered. "Lawrence Swanson, so what if you're the real son? I just have to buy off some little maid, and I can bury you in prison."

I smiled. I really wanted to tell him that malice couldn't choose me.

That was when my mother rushed forward and asked the maid, "No matter who hurt you, the Swanson family will never shelter a monster.