After I was Murdered, I was Reborn to Take Revenge!

I had been avoiding Amira ever since that day.

I didn't answer her calls or reply to her messages, but that day, she cornered me at my front door.

She glared at me angrily and said, "Why didn't you answer my calls?"

I casually replied, "I've been busy with work and didn't hear them."

Mentioning work seemed to perk her up.

Her expression instantly changed from anger to joy, and she affectionately linked her arm with mine. "Helen."

Goosebumps instantly spread across my arms.

She pretended to be magnanimous and said, "I can forgive you for not helping me that day and not answering my calls recently, but you have to help me.

"After I marry your boss, I will definitely repay you."

I sneered inwardly.

Marry my boss?

My boss won't want to see you and will have you thrown out again.

"Helen, what does your boss like? Does he have a girlfriend?"

It happened again!

In my past life, she also tried to pry information about my boss from me.

I told her that my boss was already engaged to a wealthy and beautiful girl he'd known since they were kids, and who was of the same social standing.

She scoffed dismissively, saying, "What's a childhood sweetheart compared to a cute girl suddenly coming into his life? She's only fit to be my supporting character."

In her mind, she was the heroine of this world, and everyone should revolve around her.

My boss's fiancée was just an evil supporting character standing in the way of her happiness, while I was merely the expendable sidekick.

But sorry!

That was just her fantasy.

Everyone is the protagonist of their own story.

I didn't hide the fact that my boss had a fiancée.

As expected, she didn't seem fazed at all.

She said, "All CEOs have fiancées. The one who laughs last is the real winner."

Then she naturally ordered me, "Helen, keep an eye on Ethan for me and tell me his daily schedule. If he sees me enough, he'll definitely fall in love with me."

Looking at her plain face, which could easily blend into a crowd, I fell silent.

She was so overly confident that I almost wished I could share my inferiority complex with her.

I didn't agree to her unreasonable request. "Spying on the boss and leaking his schedule could cost me my job."

She pouted in dissatisfaction. "You won't help me with this little thing? Are you still my friend?

"Besides, what you might lose is just a job, but I might lose the love of my life."

What the fuck?

You love has nothing to do with me.

How dare you compare your cheap love with my precious job!

My job is a thousand times more important than you.

You giant idiot.

As I wouldn't budge, she stomped her foot in anger and said, "I can get his schedule without your help. But just so you know, once I become his wife, I won't help you. Don't blame me then."

I shrugged indifferently.

After all, in this life and the last, she could only dream about it.

Having been given a second chance at life, all I wanted was to stay far away from her and watch her dig her own grave!

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