After My Best Friend Betrayed Me

That day was the happiest day for my family since my dad was crippled.

That night, my dad quietly got out of bed alone, wheeled his new wheelchair to the balcony, and flipped over.

The next day, when we found my dad downstairs, his body was already cold.

After my dad died, my mom disappeared for three months.

When I saw my mom again, she fell backward from the fifth floor like my dad. She hit her head and died instantly.

My mom left me a letter and a thick stack of money.

In the letter, my mom told me to forget everything, return to school to study hard, and try to get into my ideal school next year to start a new life.

From childhood to adulthood, I had always listened to my mom.

This time, I would disappoint her.

My dad was beaten and paralyzed. My mom was forced to embarrass herself, and both of them jumped to their deaths.

But Chloe moved to a new home. She lived in a villa, and got into her ideal university!

How could I forget such hatred? How dare I forget!

"Chloe, your family is rich and powerful and can force my parents to their deaths.

But how dare you provoke someone with nothing to lose and a death wish?

I no longer had the courage to start a new life.

But I had the full courage and ability to drag you to hell with me!

Chloe, enjoy your last moments of happiness.

I would soon take everything from you and let you taste the flavor of despair!"

After my mom died, I took her inheritance and went abroad for plastic surgery.

Three years later, I created a fake identity and returned to the country to become a nanny at Lewis Villa.

After the surgery, I transformed from an ugly dark girl into a fair and beautiful one.

Even my former best friend, Chloe, did not recognize me.

In just a few days, I gained the trust of the Lewis family.

I knew my revenge plan could begin.

In the morning, I pretended to take Chloe's child to school but actually secretly imprisoned him.

In the evening, I added a small amount of poisonous dose to their food.

I could have directly added a lethal dose of poison, but I thought that was too easy for them.

Back then, when my parents jumped, their heads hit the concrete ground.

So, I chose to smash the Lewis couple's heads, letting them experience the pain my parents felt when they died.

I was much more merciful to Chloe.

I didn't kill her. I just broke her spine.

Just like when my dad tried to save Chloe and got his spine broken.

Soon, Chloe would experience being paralyzed from the waist down, defecating and urinating in bed, and needing lifelong medication.

I wonder if she could afford the twenty thousand dollars a month in medical expenses.

When I got to this point, the interrogation room fell silent.

The anger on the policemen's faces disappeared, replaced by pity and sympathy.

The reporters looked at each other, their eyes showing some guilt.

In the live broadcast comments, the people who had insulted me before were now apologizing in various ways.

I used the blood of the Lewis family to wash away my family's injustice.

If there were spirits, my parents could rest in peace in the afterlife.

After a dead silence, a policeman slowly spoke.

"Rape victims often feel ashamed and are unwilling to admit they were violated or report it.

"Your parents' deaths were caused by the rapists and abusers, not Chloe. You shouldn't blame her entirely.

"Over the years, Chloe has been making charitable donations to help children, showing she is reflecting on what she did.

"I hope you can let go of your hatred and voluntarily hand over the child. Maybe you can get your death sentence commuted to life imprisonment."

I smiled sadly and said nothing.

The police only knew a few things. They were all deceived by Chloe!

Back then, Chloe was not raped but was voluntarily serving her brothers in the alley.

When my dad rushed over to save Chloe. She was annoyed that he spoiled the fun and incited the group to beat him up!

Afterward, Chloe used her body to build connections and quickly became a famous internet celebrity.

Her brothers funded her persona, faking records of donations to help left-behind children.

I painstakingly collected these pieces of evidence using various means.

But there was too little evidence. The witnesses were afraid of offending people and were unwilling to testify in court.

The only way to expose Chloe's true nature was to make her confess the truth herself.

After a long silence, the officer sternly asked, "Layla, don't you want to confess and get a lenient sentence for yourself?!"

I smiled and said, "My parents are still waiting for me down there. I just want to be executed. The sooner, the better."

The police officer was angry again. "Are you going to kill even a three-year-old child?!"

I said, "I can release him, but on one condition."

The police officer asked, “What are the conditions?”

I said, "I want Chloe to come forward and confess her crime in front of the camera!"