I finished my breakfast in silence.

Just then, I heard Lily saying, "Ms. Lyons, I saw that the lottery draws today. Don't forget to check your ticket!"

It suddenly hit me that today was the day the lottery results were announced. Which meant in one week, Lily would jump into the river and take her own life.

In other words, I only had seven days to figure this out.

I walked to the living room and grabbed the lottery ticket. Then, I entered the numbers into my phone.

Sure enough, I won 80 million dollars!

At some point, Lily walked up beside me and stared at the screen in shock. "80 million? Ms. Lyons, you won 80 million?"

Lily looked ecstatic, spinning around the living room in excitement. I watched her bouncing figure, but a question slowly formed in my mind.

I was the one who won the lottery, yet she seemed even happier than I was.

Seeing that I did not say anything for a while, Lily seemed to realize she got too carried away.

In my past life, she reacted the same way, acting more thrilled than I was when I discovered I won. But back then, I was too caught up in my own excitement to notice how strange it was.

Jayden already left for work.

I pretended to be overjoyed and danced around the living room with the ticket. I talked about how Jayden and I would go out for a fancy dinner tonight, and how we would travel abroad to see the world.

When Lily heard I might be leaving town, she set down her cleaning cloth and stood in front of me, looking embarrassed.

"Ms. Lyons, if you and Mr. Sanders are going away, could I possibly take two days off? My mom's been sick recently, and I want to go home to take care of her. Plus, with the pregnancy, I've been feeling pretty tired."

Her face was full of worry, and she looked like she might cry, terrified I would say no.

Lily told us a while back that she was pregnant. It was her boyfriend's child, someone she met in the city.

Jayden and I were both happy for her, thinking she finally escaped her past and found a good future for herself. We even said we wanted to meet the baby once it was born.

I took her hand reassuringly. "It's fine, Lily. If your family's sick, you should go home. I'll give you some money later, and you can pass it along to your mom for me."

She looked at me gratefully and turned to pack her things in her room.

I stared at her retreating figure, suddenly remembering something. "Lily, do you have a younger sister back home?"

She froze mid-step. "N-No, I don't, Ms. Lyons. You must be remembering wrong."

I replied, "Maybe I am. I've had a lot on my mind lately, probably got confused."

She hurried into her room and shut the door with a sharp click.

I mulled over her reaction, finding it deeply suspicious.

In my past life, the court awarded all 80 million dollars from my lottery winnings to Lily's younger sister as compensation. But now she was claiming she did not have a sister.

So, who got the 80 million?

Now that I just won the money, Lily suddenly wanted to go back home to visit her family. In the year she worked for us, every time she got a call from home, Lily always sounded impatient.

Her abusive, alcoholic father and her gambling-addicted mother were always finding ways to ask her for money.

So, why would she suddenly want to go home and see them?

There had to be some secret she was hiding.

After Lily finished packing, she said goodbye and left.

I bundled myself up in a disguise and quietly followed her. However, what I saw left me completely disappointed.

I followed Lily to the place she shared with her boyfriend, Ray Murphy.

It was a rundown apartment in the sketchy part of town, the building falling apart, and the street outside was not even properly paved. However, none of that seemed to affect Lily and Ray's relationship one bit.

The walls were paper-thin, and I could hear every word as I pressed my ear against the side of the building.

"Lily, your parents treat you so badly. Are you really going back there? You're pregnant with our baby, and I'm worried about you. This is our first child."

Ray's face was full of concern.

Lily's face glowed with happiness as she eagerly pulled Ray closer. "Don't worry, Ray. I'm not just going back to take care of Mom, I need to get my birth certificate so we can get married."

She added, "Remember when we went to Mercy Hospital for the checkup? The doctor said the baby was perfectly healthy, and that's the best hospital in the whole city, so stop worrying!"

I listened from outside, catching a crucial piece of information: Lily got her prenatal checkup at Mercy Hospital.

I looked at Ray's honest face and the worry written all over it for Lily.

Even though my suspicions about Lily and Jayden having an affair faded by 80%, I could not let my guard down completely. Hence, I decided to go to the hospital and check for myself.

I called an old college friend who worked at the hospital, telling her that Lily was my distant cousin and asking if she could pull up Lily's prenatal records.

She quickly found the medical records for me, and the records clearly showed that Lily was over two months pregnant.

I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my chat history with Jayden. About two months ago, Jayden went on a month-long business trip out of town with his company.

Everyone at his office could confirm it.

Moreover, during that time, Lily was at home with me every single day. So, the two of them literally had no opportunity to hook up, let alone secretly conceive a child.

I walked home in a daze, feeling like there was a weight pressing on my chest. My biggest suspicion was that Lily and Jayden were having an affair and plotted to kill me after finding out about my 80 million dollar win, so they could run off together with the money.

However, all my theories were just crushed.

Lily was innocent, and so was Jayden.

I paced anxiously around the living room, pain and despair flooding through me. The moment I looked up, I spotted the surveillance camera in the living room.

I remembered the surveillance footage from my past life that Lily used to frame me. I opened my phone and pulled up all the recordings from the past three months.

In the footage, everything looked normal.

There were no scenes of me forcing Lily to scrub the floor on her knees. No instances of me verbally abusing Lily. I felt like I was losing my mind.

I spent three days alone at home thinking, but could not come up with a single lead.

Three days later, Lily came back. Unlike her usual tired appearance, she looked energized and radiant.

She said, "I brought back some eggplant from my hometown. How about I make eggplant parmesan for dinner?"

I pulled myself together and replied, "Let's skip the eggplant, Lily. Pregnancy brain must be getting to you already. You forgot I'm allergic to eggplant."

She stood there scratching her head sheepishly, saying she indeed forgotten. Her expression remained normal as she worked efficiently.

She was even more chatty with me than usual.

I watched her, and suddenly something occurred to me.

I pulled out my phone and made a call.

The next day, frantic pounding on my door shattered my peaceful sleep.

"Come downstairs and take a look! Your housekeeper, Lily, jumped into the river!"

My neighbor's panicked voice jolted me awake from my deep sleep. Despite that, I took my time applying flawless makeup.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I slowly smirked.

The show was about to begin.