My lazy attitude drew complaints from everyone present.
“I don’t know why Chloe even bothered bringing her. People like that are so annoying, always slow at everything.”
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I purposely switched to a super basic phone, one of those old flip phones, that couldn’t handle mobile payments. I wasn’t in a rush, but Chloe, the class beauty, sure was.
In my previous life, right after high school graduation, Chloe used my phone to illegally swipe hundreds of thousands of dollars. She treated the whole class to a graduation trip, and as soon as we hit the tourist spots, she led them on a frantic buying spree.
It maxed out my cards and left me over a million dollars in debt. When I confronted Chloe, telling her I’d take legal action, she looked completely innocent and played the victim
to the entire class.
“Harper! Even if you got scammed, you can’t just pin it on someone else, can you? Are you trying to saddle me with this huge crime, make sure I never recover?”
Tears streamed down her face as the whole class angrily turned on me.
“You’re so stupid for not being able to keep track of your own money, and now you’re trying to frame Chloe and make her take the fall for you? How shameless can you be?”
Amidst the heated argument, they all ganged up and pushed me off a cliff, leaving me to die from the fall. The entire class then made false statements to the police, claiming I’d simply lost my footing and fallen.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day Chloe invited the class on that
graduation trip.
I looked at the old flip phone in my pocket and smiled.
“Graduation trip, here I come!”
“Yay! We’ve finally graduated and can breathe easy! How about we all go to Italy
tomorrow to chill out?”
Hearing Chloe’s familiar voice, I realized I’d been reborn.
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The bone–deep ache of my shattered body clung to me, a phantom limb that would never
heal, making me tremble uncontrollably.
I looked at the familiar faces around me.
No one responded to Chloe.
I knew what they were worried about.
They were worried if they could afford the overseas expenses.
But Chloe’s next lavish declaration made the whole room erupt in cheers.
“My treat! I’m paying for everyone’s round–trip airfare and all expenses during the trip!”
As soon as she finished speaking, the entire class treated her like a goddess.
In an instant, a thunderous wave of applause erupted, and everyone started showering Chloe with compliments.
“Ugh… the class beauty is awesome!”
“Chloe is so generous! Thanks, Chloe, for treating the whole class to this graduation trip!”
Everyone present shrieked with excitement.
Chloe’s vanity was supremely satisfied, and her face lit up with a beaming smile.
Only I stood there, motionless, my expression calm.
It was the exact same scene in my last life. Chloe, the class beauty, organized the whole class to go to Italy.
But right before we boarded the plane, Chloe borrowed my phone, claiming hers was dead, saying she needed to call her parents to let them know she was safe.
At first, everything seemed normal.
It wasn’t until we reached our destination and the class started spending that my phone
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first showed signs of trouble.
Large transaction alerts kept flooding in, one after another, filling me with pure terror.
But no matter what I tried, I couldn’t stop them.
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I could only watch helplessly as my card was maxed out, racking up over a million dollars in debt before it finally stopped.
Afterward, I went to a phone repair shop. The owner checked it out and told me my phone had been infected with a virus, which was how my money was stolen.
Remembering that Chloe was the only one who had touched my phone during that time, I confronted her. But she completely twisted the narrative.
Tears streaming down her face, she played the victim to the whole class.
“Harper, I kindly invited you on this trip! Even if you got scammed, you can’t just pin it on
someone else, can you? Are you trying to saddle me with this huge crime, make sure I
never recover?”
With such a massive amount of money stolen, absolute fury surged through me. Ignoring her crying, I declared I was calling the police.
But they all blocked me, even damaging my phone to destroy the evidence.
I was so enraged that I declared I’d pursue legal action.
Ultimately, they all ganged up and pushed me off a cliff, leaving me to die from the fall.
Afterward, when the police came to investigate, they all made false statements, claiming I
had simply lost my footing and fallen.
Because we were overseas, and because our location was remote with no surveillance
cameras, the case eventually went nowhere.
After I died, they pretended to be helpful, cremated my body, and sent it back home.
They even told my parents I had taken my own life because I couldn’t handle the shock of being scammed out of money.
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My parents wept uncontrollably on the spot, their hearts shattered.
They kept crying, wondering how I could be so foolish, so young, with such a bright future, to end my life over “just money.”
My family was one of the most influential families in our city; a million dollars wasn’t
much to me. There was no way I’d ever take my own life over it.
But they still managed to deceive my parents.
My parents had always taught me from a young age to keep a low profile about our
wealth.
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I had always acted discreetly, so I had no idea how that dog Chloe had even targeted me,
the daughter of one of the city’s prominent families.
I died a wrongful death, my parents never recovered from the crushing sorrow of burying
their own child, and they eventually withered away from grief.
I clenched my fists, remembering the tragic events of my past life, my teeth grinding with pure hatred.
But looking at the devils in front of me, I maintained a facade of calmness.
