My sister took a picture of herself sitting on the hood of my Porsche. She posted it with the caption: "23 years old, driving a Porsche, but I still don't feel happy." This humble-brag post went viral, and she was flooded with DMs from suitors. One day, she showed off a million-dollar Birkin bag, a gift from one of her new admirers. "Sis, I hinted that I wanted a million-dollar car, but he sent me a million-dollar bag instead. Men are so clueless, right?" I offered a gentle reminder: "Is it possible the dealership just doesn't sell fake cars?" She immediately blasted me on social media, claiming I was just a jealous older sister. Her army of male fans cyberbullied me until I had no choice but to delete my accounts. She accepted the "rich heir's" proposal and flaunted hands full of gold jewelry, smirking at the camera: "Wait, you guys haven't received gold from your boyfriends yet? Really? Just me?" But the internet sleuths were quick. They exposed her gold as fake. By then, she had already stolen my ID to marry the guy and was pregnant. There was no turning back. Our parents were scammed out of their retirement savings by this "perfect son-in-law" and tragically ended their lives. My sister blamed everything on me. In a rage, she pushed me off a 28-story building. "If you hadn't lent me the Porsche for that photo, I never would have met that scammer! Mom and Dad would still be alive!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she took that photo. The day her fake life began. 1 "When will it be my turn to drive a Porsche at 23? I'm gonna fight you rich kids!" I blinked, staring blankly at the viral repost on my feed. My sister, Bella, was posing on the hood of my Porsche, duck lips and all. The comments were filled with envy, and the likes had already hit 100k. Top comment: "Wow, whose princess is this with the humble brag?" Bella replied: "No~ I'm just from a normal family. Can't seem to find a guy who wants to spoil me~" In my past life, I discovered she was using my car for clout and advised her to be careful about flashing wealth online. Bella scoffed, calling me a busybody. "Sis, you don't get it. This is content creation. It's just a persona." "You aren't gonna be petty and expose me, are you?" Thinking I couldn't protect her forever, I let her have her fun, simply warning her to stay safe. Bella brushed me off, too busy filming her next TikTok. "Got it! You're so annoying!" A few days later, a gift box appeared at my apartment door. Before I could check the label, Bella rushed out and snatched it. "Don't touch! That's a gift from my admirer!" I realized then she had leaked my address during her livestream to get gifts. Ignoring the safety risk, Bella tore open the packaging, revealing a limited edition Louis Vuitton bag. A million-dollar bag. She posed in front of the mirror, admiring herself. Catching me staring, she feigned a sigh. "Sis, I hinted for a car, but he sent a bag. Men are so dense." I looked at the bag. "Is it possible," I said slowly, "that dealerships just don't sell fake cars?" Bella froze. She dropped the bag and glared at me. "What's that supposed to mean? You're just a jealous old maid because no one sends you gifts! Have you ever even seen luxury goods? Who are you to call it fake!" Seeing she wouldn't listen, I stayed silent. Bella huffed and stormed off, a flash of malice in her eyes. The next day, I was trending for all the wrong reasons. Bella posted a crying video, claiming I was jealous of her "blessed life" and her "doting boyfriend." "Sob... I don't know why my sister would say that. I just wanted to share my happiness." She accused me of calling the bag fake to sabotage her relationship. Because I wanted to steal her man! I was branded a jealous shrew and a homewrecker. Her fans harassed me in real life until I publicly apologized and deleted my accounts. Bella won. And her victory led to our destruction. This time, I wouldn't be so stupid. Back in the present, Bella was still preening with the bag. I smiled faintly. "It's nice." Bella smirked. "Of course it is. You wouldn't dare touch a brand like this. Once I marry into money, I'll have a closet full of these!" "Jealous? Too bad you're just an unwanted spinster!" She hugged the bag and skipped back to her room, humming. 2 Bella, tasting success, doubled down on her "trust fund baby" persona. I used the excuse of not disturbing her to retreat to my room and plan. In my last life, that fake bag was the hook. Bella believed the guy was rich and started draining my money to maintain her image, desperate to land him. By the time I noticed, she had emptied the account I set up for our parents' retirement. I immediately logged into my banking app and transferred every cent to a new account Bella didn't know about. Not a penny for her this time. Sure enough, a few days later, Bella stormed into my room, shoving her phone in my face. "Why is the account empty? Did you spend it on something shady?" Her screen showed a failed payment for a $20,000 watch. I raised an eyebrow. She really had no concept of money. "That's Mom and Dad's retirement fund. Why are you touching it?" Bella rolled her eyes. "Retirement fund? That's my dowry!" "I'm a mega-influencer now! My fans are watching. My dowry needs to be at least five million to match my status!" "If you don't pay up, are you trying to ruin my career?" "Transfer the money now! I have a date with Oppa!" She threw down the demand and ran out in her heels. I watched from the window as she got into a luxury car downstairs. No money was coming her way. I wondered how long it would take her to realize her "prince" was a fraud without my cash to cushion her fall. 3 Bella didn't come home that night. The next day, a new video dropped. It was blindingly gold. Gold bracelets up to her elbows, rings on every finger, layers of gold necklaces. She claimed they were "little trinkets" from her boyfriend. "Wait, you guys haven't received gold from your boyfriends yet? Really? Just me?" "Money is just a number to me." She then announced she had a five million dollar dowry, so she wasn't greedy, just showing off their love. The video exploded. Envy poured in. Bella basked in it. "Just wanted to test his love. I'm so touched~" But doubts crept in. Jewelers in the comments pointed out the off-color and lack of hallmarks. People started questioning her "wealthy heiress" status. Bella panicked. She posted seven videos in a row, zooming in on the jewelry. "Seriously? Have you guys never seen real gold? Why would I buy fakes with my family background?" "Where is it fake? Just because your boyfriends are broke doesn't mean mine is. Don't be sour grapes." "Wow, so many haters. I guess my life is just too good for you to understand." To prove herself, she announced a "Century Wedding." "This weekend! A luxury wedding at the Grand Hotel! Nothing too fancy, just a few million!" "Fans are welcome! Haters, watch and weep! I'll prove who I am!" She swore it was happening. But I hadn't given her a dime. Where was the money coming from? 4 I didn't give her the five million. But I still took our parents to the "wedding." We arrived at the grand ballroom. Bella stood on stage alone, in a wedding dress, livestreaming. I checked the stream. It was packed. But as the hour mark passed with no groom, the mood shifted. "What's happening? Where is he?" "Did the groom run?" "Is this the 'influencer capability'?" Bella was sweating, texting frantically. Mom and Dad looked worried. I comforted them quietly. The "rich heir" had definitely bailed. I watched Bella panic on stage, curious how she'd spin this. "No way! Oppa just got called to an international conference!" "Career men are the hottest! A good wife supports her man's business!" She showed a chat screenshot. The guy claimed he had to fly out and sent a "520" (I love you) red packet. "Enjoy the food, everyone! I have plenty of money!" The guests looked confused. This hotel was insanely expensive. I checked the comments. The internet wasn't buying it. "Left at the altar? Some 'good boyfriend'." "She's definitely broke. Probably dating a loser." Bella saw the comments and screeched. "You know nothing! I'm carrying the heir to his family! He's transferring two houses to me tomorrow!" "And a yacht! Once I birth the eldest grandson, my husband is buying me a yacht for parties! I'll invite my fans!" Mom and Dad grabbed my hands. "Is it true? Is she pregnant?" "We haven't even met the guy!" Before I could speak, Bella sneered from the stage. "Stop being such dinosaurs! It's modern love!" "Of course it's true! I'm marrying into a dynasty!" She caressed her belly, looking proud. She was still flaunting her "million-dollar" dress. Did she really think a baby would secure a scammer? I shook my head and led my bewildered parents out. 5 After settling my parents, I went back to work. Two days later, I was ambushed outside my office. A cup of hot coffee hit me in the face. "How can you be so evil? Can't stand to see your sister happy?" "Are you even human?" I wiped my face and had security remove the crazy fan. I called Bella. She hung up. I searched her online. She had started a smear campaign against me. "I never thought my own sister would swap my gold for fakes. I got so much hate because of her." "She dropped out of school to work because she hated studying. Then she tried to force me to quit school too because she was jealous." She twisted my sacrifice into a villain origin story. "She stole my real jewelry and hid my dowry! My boyfriend left because he thought my family didn't respect him!" "What did I do wrong? Why do you hate me?!" She cried on camera, blaming me for ruining her life. Her fans attacked me, painting her as the innocent victim. "You never know who the snake is. Her own sister!" "I would hate a sister like that!" "Jealousy is ugly. What a witch!" 6 I shook with rage reading the comments. The fanatic outside was still screaming. "She doesn't deserve this job!" "Justice for Bella!" I realized avoiding her only made her bolder. She wanted to step on my corpse to climb higher. Fine. If she wants a war, she's got one. I went to the hospital to document my burns. Then I spent the night editing a video. A rebuttal. "Hi everyone, I'm Bella's sister." "Regarding her claims, I have a few things to say." "First, I worked to support the family because we were poor. I gave up my education so she could have hers." "Stealing her gold? Hiding her dowry? I run a successful business. I own the Porsche she poses with. Why would I steal fake gold?" "And the 'five million dollar dowry'? That was the retirement fund I saved for our parents! She tried to steal it all for herself!" 7 I used my own money to boost the video. It trended immediately. The plot twist stunned the internet. Yesterday, I was public enemy number one. Today, the tide turned. I posted the deed to the Porsche (in my name) and screenshots of the comments calling out her fake gold from the start. I also proved I had been working at my company, nowhere near her. Bella had nothing. Just accusations. The netizens turned on her. "So the sister is the rich one?" "She was posing on her sister's car? Embarrassing." "It was all a lie!" "The sister is the real villain here! The 'rich boyfriend' is probably fake too!" Bella couldn't handle the backlash. She stormed into my apartment. "Delete the video! Who gave you the right!" She grabbed my collar. "Who cares about your reputation? You're a nobody! I'm a million-follower influencer! If they find out he ran away, I'm ruined!" "Do you know how many people are mocking me? Say you lied! Or you're not my sister anymore!" I laughed. Did she think I needed her? I slapped her hand away. "Fine. I'm not your sister." Bella looked shocked. "What? If I hadn't gone to school, you wouldn't have had the chance to work and get rich!" "You owe me!" She forgot she begged me on her knees to drop out so she could go to college. "I earned my money," I said cold. "Don't act like you did me a favor." Bella gasped for air. "Fine! You'll regret this!" "I already married Oppa! He's a multinational CEO!" "When he finds out you bullied me, he'll crush your little company! He'll bankrupt you with a snap of his fingers!" She threatened me with her imaginary husband. I was dying to see how this "CEO" would destroy me.
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