Six years after I died, I came back to the living world to collect a debt. Turns out, I racked up a massive bill in the afterlife. I’m an orphan, no parents to mooch off, so I pinned all my hopes on my best friend. But the moment I stepped into her house, glowing text started floating across my vision like a glitchy livestream chat: [ Help! The tragic heroine is spiraling again! She just smashed all the designer bags the male lead bought her. ] [ Her husband cheated, her son hates her... she's been suicidal for a while now. ] [ Nobody dares to go in. They're scared they'll push her over the edge... Wait!? Who just took the door off its hinges?! And moved it?! And just walked in like she owns the place?! ] That would be me. I watched my best friend, Chloe, getting ready to slit her wrists. I grabbed her arm, snatched the knife away, and screamed with excitement: "Bestie! You know I hate snakes! But that Bvlgari Serpenti bracelet on your wrist? Exception made." "Also, don't die yet. I owe a ton of money in Hell and I need you to pay it off." Hearing this, Chloe stopped crying. She forgot about killing herself. Instead, she started chasing me with the knife. "You brat! You didn't visit me once when you were dead, but the moment you need money, I'm your first stop?!" The floating chat was confused: [ What kind of home invasion friendship is this...? ] 1 When I burst into the master bedroom of Chloe’s luxurious mansion, she was holding a fruit knife to her wrist. The maids were clustered outside, terrified to intervene. Until I grabbed her wrist and gave her a thumbs up. "Wow, Chloe. Flexing your diamond snake bracelet without me? Rude." Chloe looked bewildered. The maids’ jaws dropped. The chat exploded with question marks: [ ??? ] [ Sis, are you seeing what I’m seeing? The heroine is literally committing suicide and you’re admiring her jewelry... ] [ She’s built different. ] Chloe stared at me with swollen, red-rimmed eyes. The despair in her gaze was replaced by pure shock. In my memory, she was bright and beautiful, always wearing a high ponytail, resilient and full of hope. She used to say: "Tay, you have to be my maid of honor when I marry Julian." But now, looking at her pale face, her dull eyes, her messy hair, and crumpled pajamas... it felt like a lifetime ago. Chloe was so thin she looked like a skeleton. One touch and she might shatter. I’d never seen her this broken. A sharp pain pricked my heart. Six years. When I finally appeared before her again, she looked ready to pass out. She stared at me, buffering. I took the opportunity to snatch the fruit knife from her hand and leaned in to admire the blindingly sparkly bracelet under the light. "Bestie, you know I’m terrified of snakes. But Bvlgari? That’s not a snake, that’s art." I looked at my own bare wrist and felt a pang of envy. Shamelessly, I said: "You selfish brat! Share the wealth. Take off that diamond encrusted thing and let me wear it for a bit." The maids outside were staring like I was an alien. One of them couldn't take it anymore and spoke up: "Who brought you in here? Have you no manners? You think you can just ask for a million-dollar bracelet and get it?" But the next second, Chloe stopped crying. She wiped her tears messily, took off the bracelet right there, and slid it onto my wrist. Her voice was hoarse, choked with sobs: "If you told me you liked it earlier, I would have bought you another one." The maids looked at each other, eyes popping out of their heads. She actually gave it to her? 2 After the maids dispersed, I looked at the empty doorway. I dragged the door I’d removed back into place, leaning it precariously against the frame to block the view. Ignoring the chaos, I sneakily pulled a crumpled IOU from my pocket and handed it to Chloe with a sycophantic grin. "Guess what goodie I brought back from the Underworld for you?" Chloe was still a bit down, but at least she wasn't trying to off herself anymore. But after unfolding my astronomical debt note, she transformed back into the crazy woman I knew from high school. No more staring blankly at the ceiling, no more pondering the meaning of life. She picked up the fruit knife I’d thrown away and started chasing me. Her voice wasn't weak anymore. Her shout scared the birds out of the garden trees. The maids rushed back, only to see this: Chloe chasing me around the room with a knife. "Taylor! You dead brat! You didn't visit me in a dream once, but now you show up for money?!" "Do I owe you from a past life?! I’m gonna kill you, let’s just die together!" I raised my hands in surrender, running for my life. "Chloe! Chloe! Don't be like this! Let me explain..." The butler, arriving late and missing everything, quietly pulled out his phone and dialed. "Hello, sir. You might not believe this, but the Madam, who was too weak to walk earlier, is currently chasing someone with a knife." 3 Chloe refused to pay my debt directly. She ruthlessly made me work it off as a maid in her villa. One thousand dollars an hour. I humbly started my career as a domestic servant. Because she was emotionally unstable, she often threw things and refused to eat. So, when the chef’s food was sent back to the kitchen again, everyone looked defeated. The head chef even started questioning his life choices. I glanced at the floating text: [ The heroine is basically anorexic. So pitiful. ] [ Ever since her parents went bankrupt and jumped off a building a few years ago, she's been all alone. Husband doesn't love her, son doesn't love her. I would have given up too. ] [ It's a tragic novel, what do you expect? Later, the male lead will force her to donate a kidney to the female villain. She almost dies on the table, and THEN he starts his redemption arc! Can't wait! ] I walked into the kitchen and started chopping vegetables like I was chopping up a scumbag. I made a bowl of noodles and excitedly brought it to Chloe. Chloe had no appetite. She turned her head away, refusing to eat even when I tried to force her. She said bluntly: "I want to vomit when I see food. I can't eat." I raised an eyebrow at her dramatic flair. I picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and switched to a baby voice: "Here comes the airplane~" "Say ahhh~" Chloe’s mouth opened wider than my fist. ... Heh. Women. The chat was losing it: [ Is Taylor a new character? I'm dying laughing. She knows exactly how to handle the heroine. ] [ Has anyone noticed the heroine is gaining weight? She looks so much healthier now. Her beauty is coming back! ] [ Who is this Taylor? She keeps calling the heroine 'bestie', but she wasn't in the story before? ] ... 4 These days, with me by her side, Chloe rarely lost control. During my time in the Underworld, I learned everything about her last ten years. I knew about the nightmares of her parents jumping. I knew about her husband, Julian, keeping a mistress who came to the house to humiliate her. I knew Julian turned a blind eye, forcing her to apologize to the mistress on her knees. She had lost herself, pushed around like a puppet with no strings. ... Today, I pestered Chloe to take a walk in the front garden. The chat sighed: [ Damn, bestie power is real. If the husband asked, he would have gotten a pillow to the face. ] [ Wait, I remember this plot point. This is when the grandparents bring back her demon spawn son! ] [ Taylor, don't let Liam see her! He hates his mom. He’s her biological son but refuses to acknowledge her. ] ... Before the text could finish, two elegantly dressed elderly people walked into the yard, holding a child’s hand. Chloe and I were currently fighting for space on a swing bench. Chloe smiled at me. But for some reason, this scene triggered her son, Liam. Liam furiously threw his limited edition model car on the ground, charged at us, and screamed: "Get lost! Why are you sitting on my swing!" He started shoving Chloe’s legs with all his might. Chloe’s smile froze. She grabbed my hand insecurely but looked at Liam: "Liam, don't be like this..." The chat was wailing: [ Sob... she carried him for ten months, how can she not love him? She really wants to be close to her son! ] [ Ungrateful wolf, just like his dad! ] [ Seriously, can someone discipline this brat? He has no manners. I want to jump into the book and spank him! ] I raised an eyebrow at this hands-on-hips, angry little meatball. Looks just like his dad. Liam huffed arrogantly, sure that Chloe wouldn't do anything to him. He looked like he owned the place. The next second, I sneered, grabbed him by the ear, yanked him onto my lap, and spanked his butt with full force. Smack! Smack! In the distance, his grandparents, who had looked indifferent, suddenly reacted. They hobbled over with their canes as fast as they could. "Who is this crazy woman?! How dare you hit my grandson! Put him down! Put him down!" Liam howled, crying harder: "Ahhh! Grandpa, Grandma, my butt hurts! She's hitting me! Save me woo woo woo..." I didn't stop. I hit him harder. Hearing him cry made me excited: "You brat! If your mom won't teach you a lesson, your godmother will!" When I got tired, the grandparents snatched Liam from my arms and started wailing: "Oh my god! Are the servants deaf?! Security? Where is security?!" Three of them, hugging and crying. The chat exploded: [ Holy sht holy sht holy sht! Sis, you are my hero! You really did it!* ] [ Wait guys, why does the heroine look like she’s trying not to laugh? She looks... happy? ] [ Omg, she IS laughing! She’s not even hiding it! She’s laughing so loud! I feel like she’s about to applaud! Hahaha! ] The servants rushed over with spatulas and brooms, but when they saw the old couple pointing at me, they froze. Liam wiped his tears, face red, stomping his feet. He rushed at me to hit me. His grandparents joined in, grabbing my clothes. Chloe saw the situation going south and tried to block them with her arms. The servants rushed to break it up. Chaos. Liam wound up a chubby fist, but before he could hit me, I sat on the ground and started wailing: "Oh my god! Is there no justice?! Help! Help! Liam is hitting people! None of the kids in the Hope Class will play with him! Oh my god~" Liam blinked his big eyes, confused. Then he waved his hands frantically, trying to explain: "Liar! You bad woman! I didn't touch you! ...I... I didn't!" Seeing me pushed down, Chloe, who was always composed, suddenly hardened her face. She shoved the people around her away. No one expected the gentle, patient mother to grab Liam by the collar, drag him into her arms, and spank him just as hard as I did. Liam started howling again. His grandparents couldn't believe their eyes. They thought Chloe had gone insane: "Chloe Lu! You little bitch! You've lost your mind! I'm telling Julian! Let's see if he tolerates this rebellion!" The servants tried to intervene: "Madam, please let the young master go! The master will be angry! Madam...!" Chloe ignored them. Her voice was ice cold: "Liam! What did Mommy tell you?! Can you hit people?! "What do you say now?!" Liam was stunned by the beating. He cried and begged: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I was wrong... I was wrong! Stop hitting me! Woo woo woo..." The servants stopped intervening. The grandparents stopped wailing. Everyone watched Chloe discipline her child live. "Who are you sorry to?! Speak!" I leaned in and whispered in Liam's ear: "It's Godmother." Liam struggled violently. Seeing my smug face, he turned red, snot and tears flying: "I don't want to call this bad woman Godmother! I don't want to woo woo woo..." Chloe raised her hand again. Liam surrendered. He stopped crying and forced a smile: "Sorry Godmother, I was wrong." I nodded with satisfaction. The chat was a mess, firing off confetti for me: [ Damn! Did I see that right? The brat never listened to her before! He always hurt her! She gave up on him! Taylor used a little trick and got the heroine back in the game! ] [ I've never seen the heroine this angry! Even when the husband paraded the mistress in front of her, she did nothing. Taylor gets pushed gently and she snaps... ] [ So satisfying! Following Taylor is like watching a revenge drama! I will follow Sister Tay forever! ] [ Heroine: You touch my bestie, I destroy your world (and beat my son). ] Liam's grandparents were so angry they almost fainted. They called Julian immediately: "Come back quick! Your wife is leading a rebellion!"
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