After Rebirth, I Will Take Revenge!

All eyes in the private room fell on me. Lucas was momentarily flustered but quickly regained his composure.

"When did you arrive? Weren't you just asking for the room number?"

I casually said, "Just got here. I was about to push the door open."

Lucas introduced me to everyone in his usual elegant tone. "This is Ellie. My fan and admirer."

The atmosphere in the private room became subtle. Everyone had a look of sudden realization.

"Huh, the name is quite artsy. But the person is just..."

It was the girl in the gown who spoke first.

I didn't reply.

"Natalie, hurry up and get something to eat!

"You're always talking non-stop."

Before I could react, Lucas stood between me and Natalie.

Natalie playfully winked at him and ran off to get some fruit.

Lucas pulled me outside and whispered, "That was Natalie. She is a violinist who studied abroad and a new orchestra member. She's young and doesn't know how to talk!"

I smiled.

"Oh, this Natalie. Could it be she likes you and sees me as a rival?"

Lucas was taken aback. He then gave a playful smile as if to say, don't you also like me?

I pouted and said, "Then I must tell her you're my brother. I can't like you!"

Lucas laughed. "Don't be mad. You always like to play these little tricks!"

I hid the mockery in my eyes and lowered my head at the right moment.

He thought I was shy. He sighed lightly and adjusted his shirt cuff.

The shirt was a high-end custom piece I gave him. My eyes flashed, and I clenched my fists.

In the past life, Lucas was the person Olivia trusted the most.

He always appeared when Olivia needed him, intentionally flirting.

Olivia was lively and trusting. She easily fell into Lucas' tender affection.

Later, Lucas uses Olivia's love to deceive her into helping him seize the Smith family's assets. He then ignored her and married Natalie.

Olivia couldn't bear the shock and the ensuing cyberbullying, so she jumped off a bridge.

In this life, I will make him understand that those who trample on true feelings will eventually be toyed with themselves!

The homeroom teacher knocked on the blackboard, announcing that only 21 days left until the college entrance exam. I jolted and skipped class.

I finally saw my sister, Olivia, in that familiar alley of the small town.

She had dreadlocks. She was holding a wooden stick, and was fighting with her foster mother.

Her eyes were red, looking fierce.

I clapped my hands. "Olivia, so impressive!"

Her foster mother turned around and glared at me, spitting on the ground.

"Bah! Who's meddling? I'm going to beat this wretched star to death today."

Her cursing posture was the same as in the past life, with furrowed brows and spitting everywhere.

Olivia raised the wooden stick and taunted, "Come on, you want to force me into that thing? No way! No wonder your daughter had a short life!"

Her foster mother screamed and lunged, but my sister pushed her away. She stumbled a few steps and fell on her butt.

"She's hitting me! This is outrageous! I don't want to live anymore!"

I couldn't stand it anymore. I can't tolerate such whining. "Don't want to live anymore? Fine, why don't you go die then?"

Olivia laughed. She grabbed me and quickly walked out of the alley. Her foster mother's loud wails echoed behind us.

After a few steps, Olivia suddenly said sarcastically, "What, feeling guilty and here to comfort me?

"Got any money? Don't come see me if you didn't bring any!"

She reached out her hand to me.

I hugged her tightly and asked softly, "Olivia, how have you been?

"Don't get into any shady business. I'll give you money. Don't you like singing? Then go study music seriously."

Olivia's body stiffened, and she said softly, "Ugh, she tricked many girls into learning arts. But it's prostitution.

"Her daughter died. She hates me for not saving her daughter's life, but I won't fall into that trap."

Her foster mother's daughter died? When did that happen?

I was stunned and couldn't react. Olivia quickly said, "Three years ago, she couldn't catch her breath."

Then she grabbed my backpack and took out my wallet. She left one bill and stuffed the rest into her pocket before walking away.

I stood there dazed, unable to react for a long time.

Suddenly, a cold laugh came from behind me.