I woke up from a car accident. My brother, my childhood sweetheart fiancé, and the college student I sponsored all told me I had amnesia. They said I was the daughter of the housekeeper. And Chloe, the real housekeeper's daughter, was the true Heiress. "A maid's daughter is still a maid. Go, cook me something." I didn't expose them. Instead, I obediently walked into the kitchen. But I didn't use balsamic vinegar. I used engine oil. They ate it and spent the night in the ER. I didn't use an iron for their clothes. I used a blowtorch. Millions of dollars in couture went up in flames. It wasn't until I washed their underwear with chili powder instead of detergent that they finally broke. "Are you amnesiac or just brain-dead? You idiot, are you trying to kill me?!" Chloe strangled me, her face twisted. The three men looked at me with murderous intent. I smirked secretly. Isn't this what you wanted? In my past life, because I exposed your lies, you strangled me to death in the basement. "You've been treated like a princess since birth. Chloe wants to experience it too. Why can't you just let her?" The suffocation I felt when they killed me was still fresh. Reborn, I decided to play along. I'll satisfy your wish for an amnesiac maid. Let's see who dares to "trigger" my memory back! Chapter 1 "Your name is Scarlett. You are the daughter of the housekeeper. This is Miss Chloe, the heiress of this house. Your main job is to serve her." Julian made the introductions. Ethan and Caleb stood by, nodding in agreement. "You were naturally mischievous. Before you lost your memory, you were rude to my sister. You need to turn over a new leaf." "Exactly. Miss Chloe sponsored my college tuition. She is the kindest heiress I've ever met. You can't overshadow her just because she's nice." While they sang their duet painting me as a wicked servant, they didn't even take down my oil portrait from the wall. I pretended to be blind and bowed ninety degrees. "So I'm a maid. Thank you for telling me, Young Masters, Miss." Seeing me accept this identity so easily, the three men sighed in relief. Chloe struck while the iron was hot, lifting her chin proudly. "Maid's daughters are tough. You aren't that delicate. Leave the hospital now and go home to work." I frowned. The three men instantly went on high alert. "What's wrong? Do you... remember something?" "Didn't you say Miss Chloe is kind? I just had a car accident, and she won't even give me a few days of sick leave?" The hospital room fell silent. Chloe cleared her throat and pouted coquettishly. "I just wanted to test if she really became obedient after losing her memory..." The three men immediately felt she made sense and forced me to be discharged. I looked at these men bustling around Chloe and sneered internally. The man handling the paperwork was my brother, Ethan. The man holding water for Chloe was my fiancé, Julian. The man carrying Chloe's bag was Caleb, the student I sponsored. In my past life, they staged a car accident to give me a concussion. They bribed the doctor to damage my memory nerves. When I woke up, they gaslighted me, saying I was the maid's daughter. But the doctor failed. I remembered everything. I fought back, causing chaos. Terrified that I would contact the secret security firm my father left me, they strangled me in the basement. "We just wanted to satisfy Chloe's princess dream. Why couldn't you just play along?" "You're so disobedient. We have to send you away." In my past life, I died with my eyes open. In this life, I will give you the amnesiac maid you wanted. As soon as we got home, I put on the maid uniform and went into the kitchen. When I served a plate of pitch-black lettuce, Ethan frowned. He knew I had never stepped into a kitchen in my life. Eating my cooking required courage. "Young Masters, Miss, please try my 'Special Oil Lettuce'." Chloe glanced at me smugly, picked up a leaf, and chewed. After a few chews, her face changed. She bent over the table and vomited violently. "This isn't balsamic vinegar! It's engine oil!" Chloe's teeth were instantly stained black. Ethan was about to explode, but I clutched my head in pain. "Am I not a maid? Isn't cooking my forte? Why can't I tell the difference between vinegar and engine oil?" "How could I forget my skills just because of amnesia? How could I feed Miss Chloe oil?" "My head hurts... think, stupid brain! Remember!" I punched my own head wildly. Ethan and Chloe were stunned. Afraid I might actually remember something, Ethan rushed over and grabbed my wrist. "Enough! Stop hitting yourself!" He dragged me to the laundry room. "Don't cook for now. Start with simple chores." "Chloe and I have clothes that need ironing. Iron them and hang them up. That's your task." I nodded obediently, watching them leave to eat out, abandoning my oil feast. After they left, I walked into the bedroom that used to be mine. It was now fully occupied by Chloe. I smirked and flicked my lighter. Chapter 2 After sirens wailed and chaos ensued, I was sent to the hospital. I pretended to be unconscious until I heard familiar voices. "Chloe, I thought you were inside! What would I do if you were trapped?" My fiancé, Julian, held Chloe with hope, thankful she was safe. I swallowed my anger and coughed weakly. Ethan's face was grim. "We were only gone for a while, and the whole house burned down. Scarlett, what did you do?" "Young Master, I was just ironing your clothes. I don't know why they caught fire." "What did you use to iron them?" I waved the charred blowtorch I had been clutching since I got on the stretcher. Julian looked like he wanted to kill me. "You used a blowtorch to iron clothes? Scarlett, are you insane?" I pouted, hitting my head again in frustration. "Yes... I'm sick... I have amnesia... Why can't I remember? I'm so stupid. Am I really a maid?" At these words, Chloe, Ethan, and Julian's faces changed. I rolled off the bed, shouting for a doctor to cure my amnesia. The door swung open and shut. Caleb rushed in, covered my mouth, and looked at the others in panic. "I heard her screaming from down the hall. Why aren't you stopping her?" Chloe glared at me and checked her watch. "She's acting like a maniac. It's 1 AM. I'm exhausted!" Julian hugged her and threw a set of keys to Ethan. "I have a villa in the suburbs. Stay there for a few days. As for Scarlett..." He looked at me, then at Ethan and Caleb. "It must be the aftereffects. She's too destructive. We should all watch her so she doesn't cause more trouble." I moved into Julian's suburban villa with them. My room was the maid's quarters next to the bathroom. 4 AM. The villa was silent. I sneaked into the bathroom and squatted in front of their dirty laundry. "What are you doing?" A cold male voice sounded behind me. I didn't move or speak. Julian lost patience. He turned on the light, grabbed my neck, and pulled me up. "Sneaking around in the dark. What are you doing?" I held up a pair of pink panties, looking innocent. "I'm washing Miss Chloe's underwear." Julian saw the dripping panties and looked awkward. "Wash them tomorrow. Go to sleep." I nodded, threw the panties into the dryer, hung them on Chloe's doorknob a few minutes later, and went back to sleep. The next morning, I was dragged out of bed by my hair. Chloe's face was twisted in pain. She slapped me frantically. "Are you amnesiac or brain-dead? You idiot, are you trying to kill me?!" Chapter 3 Chloe kept her legs tight together, twisting her body in agony. It seemed the chili powder I used to wash her panties last night worked. I suppressed a laugh and looked at her innocently. "Miss, is your... flower okay?" Another slap landed on my face. I wailed and ran out the door. Chloe pinned me down at the top of the stairs, trying to hit me again. I covered my eyes and screamed as if in pain. Then I threw myself backward, tumbling down the stairs. Ethan, Julian, and Caleb rushed over to find Chloe standing at the top, looking dazed. I squinted my red, swollen eyes, clutched my broken leg, and pretended to faint. I don't know how long passed before Caleb's voice woke me. "Chloe, you should control yourself. The doctor said she can't be stimulated. What if she remembers?" "She's acting like an idiot! How could she remember?" "I only slapped her a few times! Look at me! I'm bleeding down there!" "She rubbed chili powder in her own eyes! She threw herself down the stairs!" Chloe screamed hysterically. Ethan and Julian, who usually defended her, stayed silent. I slowly opened my eyes. The stinging was gone, but my vision was blank. I waved my hand in front of my face. A hand held mine. "The doctor said the chili powder damaged your corneas. Temporary blindness is normal," Julian said, his voice tinged with pity. I stared blankly ahead, silent. "What about your leg? Does it hurt? Want a painkiller?" Ethan touched my cast gently. I remained numb. If I had to describe myself right now: weak, helpless, autistic, pitiful. Seeing me like this, Chloe exploded. "Scarlett, stop acting! I didn't throw chili powder or push you! You washed my underwear with chili powder and left it for me! You provoked me!" Under her abuse, I finally reacted. I cried, punching my head again. "I'm sorry. Since the car accident, my brain isn't right. I can't do anything right. I should have died in that crash..." Julian and Ethan tried to stop me, but I broke free like a frightened animal. I huddled in the corner, banging my head against the wall, crying that I deserved to die. Pain flashed across their faces. They pulled me into a hug. "It's okay. We know you didn't mean it. No one wants you to die." I sobbed in their arms like a wronged bunny. Chloe was about to explode. "Scarlett, you fake..." "Chloe! She's badly hurt. Stop it," Ethan said coldly. Julian held me tighter. Chloe's face cracked. Chapter 4 This time, they didn't force me to leave the hospital. I discharged myself. I walked on crutches, wearing the maid uniform again. When I served a bowl of noodles boiled in laundry detergent to Chloe, she flipped the bowl. Hot liquid scalded my hand red. I knelt and kowtowed, crying. "Enough!" Ethan pulled me up, frowning at my hand. "Chloe, Scarlett just doesn't know how to do chores. She meant well. Can't you be more tolerant?" Julian applied burn ointment to my hand, looking at Chloe with blame. "Chloe, calm down. No need to fight with someone who has brain damage." Caleb didn't speak, but he stared at my hand worriedly. Chloe cried in anger and ran out. I pulled my hand back, lowered my eyes, tears trembling on my lashes. "Young Masters, go chase Miss Chloe. I shouldn't have made her angry. If anything happens to her, I'll pay with my life." The men's breath hitched. Their eyes filled with heartache. When they brought Chloe back, I was gone. Muddy footprints of men's shoes led from the living room to my bedroom. The three men panicked. They rushed into my room. The bed was messy, chairs overturned. Scraps of my clothes were on the floor. A kidnapping scene. Ethan and Julian exploded, turning on Chloe. "Did you hire someone to kidnap Scarlett?" "Did you run away to distract us? Scarlett is still injured! Why are you so vicious?" Chloe shook her head frantically. "I didn't! I don't know!" "Brother, Julian, why do you care? You chose me over her when you planned the car accident! Why are you nervous now?" "You said I was your princess! Are you regretting it? Fine, I'll leave too!" Chloe threw a tantrum. The men suppressed their emotions and comforted her. But their worry and guilt for me were obvious. Ethan thought of me when he saw vegetables. Julian thought of me when he saw laundry detergent. Caleb started avoiding Chloe. Tortured by their coldness, Chloe exploded. Eventually, they got tired of her. "Chloe, you took Scarlett's place. What more do you want?" "She has brain damage. You know what happens if she gets kidnapped. Can't you let it go?" "We ruined her for you. Is that not enough?" When Chloe cursed me to die again, their love for her vanished. They adopted my methods. Forced Chloe to eat gasoline lettuce and detergent noodles. Soaked her underwear in chili water. Chloe screamed, trying to win their pity again. "We were blinded by you. A fake is a fake. You can never replace Scarlett." When Chloe was on her last breath, I returned. Looking at the disheveled Chloe in the maid's room, I laughed. "Did you enjoy the game?" Chloe's pupils shrank. She screamed. "You didn't lose your memory! You were faking!" "Yes. I was faking from the start." Terror on Chloe's face turned into a maniacal grin. "Did you hear that? I told you she was faking!" The door opened. The three men walked in, faces grim. "Scarlett! You tricked us! How can you be so evil?" Chloe couldn't wait. "Don't let her leave! If she goes to the media, we're done!" Thinking of that, the three men turned vicious. Ethan grabbed a data cable. Julian put on gloves. Caleb held duct tape. They approached me. "It's your fault for being clever. If you stayed a maid, we wouldn't be here!" Hypocrites. "Actually, the ones who are done... are you." I smirked and revealed my trump card. "Come out."
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