Five years after my death, Scarlett Kingston was in a car accident.

Nathaniel Blackwood and his parents came to the mountains and asked me to donate blood.

The gravekeeper pointed at the grave and sighed: "Ms. Kingston is dead."

Nathaniel sneered when he heard this.

"Is it Isabella Kingston who made you lie again? Don't you just want to give Jimmy to Scarlett?"

"It's been five years, isn't it enough?"

"She didn't even think about it. If people knew that Jimmy's mother was a mistress, how would Jimmy face people?"

"Sure enough, Born Wicked. Selfish and vicious."

They dug up my grave and broke open my tomb.

In order to force me to show up, they even scattered my ashes.

But after waiting for three days and three nights, I still didn't show up.

In a fit of rage, they brought me to trial for being inherently vicious.

My mother accused me of being vicious and throwing hot soup on her.

My father told me that I had a chaotic private life and had a mental illness.

And my childhood sweetheart, Nathaniel, accused me of drugging him and causing his wife to have a miscarriage.

Three thousand charges were listed on the big screen, and everyone cursed.

The presiding judge brought down his hammer.

"It was detected that the defendant had no vital signs."

"However, we can extract her memories."

The next second, my weak face appeared on the big screen in the center of the courtroom.

"Today is the first day I was diagnosed with leukemia."

Five years after my death, some uninvited guests came to the mountains.

In front of the dilapidated wooden house, a group of people were standing in a large group.

My parents looked at the layers of spider webs on the eaves of the house, and couldn't help but flash a look of disgust in their eyes.

"I haven't seen her for a few years. How come she is like this?"

"It's so disgusting. It's a disgrace to our Kingston Family!"

Nathaniel also frowned deeply and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Go and call her out."

But the bodyguard knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came out.

He couldn't help but get angry and shouted loudly.

"Why don't you get out of here quickly? How can you be addicted to living in such a rotten place?"

"Go kick the door open!"

Someone roughly kicked the small door open, and a group of bodyguards filed in.

But after just a few seconds, he walked out puzzled.

"Isabella is not here..."

Nathaniel's eyes were slightly cold as he walked in.

The moment they saw what was inside, they couldn't help but frown.

The whole room was empty, with only a small iron bed leaning against the wall.

At this moment, there is a thick layer of dust, and there is nothing else.

He took out his cell phone irritably and dialed a number he hadn't called in a long time.

But the next second, a mechanical female voice came from the other end of the phone.

My parents’ faces turned pale.

"She must have hidden on purpose. She just didn't want to save Scarlett."

"Destroy this place for me, I wonder where she can hide."

Even though he was dead, his heart couldn't help but ache.

So, it was all for Scarlett?

But this time I couldn't save her because I was already dead.

Just as they were about to smash the house, an old man came out from next door.

"Don't look for her, she's dead."

Nathaniel sneered when he heard this.

"Is it Isabella who asked you to lie again? Don't you just want to adopt Jimmy to Scarlett?"

"It's been five years, isn't it enough?"

"She didn't even think about it. If people knew that Jimmy's mother was a mistress, how would Jimmy face people?"

"Sure enough, Born Wicked. Selfish and vicious."

He threw down a thick stack of money and said arrogantly.

"Take us to find her, and all this money is yours."

The old man frowned, but said nothing more. He turned and walked deeper into the mountains.

He didn't stop until he reached a grave.

Nathaniel glanced at the overgrown grave.

"What is this? Where's Isabella? Hurry up and call her out. Scarlett is waiting for her to donate blood."

The old man pointed to the tombstone.

"She is right here."

On a small tombstone, the words "Isabella's Tomb" were written crookedly.

Nathaniel's head snapped up and he looked at him in disbelief.

I stood by and watched his reaction carefully.

I thought he would be sad for at least a second.

Unexpectedly, he kicked over the tombstone.

"It's quite realistic. They even built a grave."

"Dig this up for me. I want to see if there is a body inside."

The old man was stunned and rushed to the grave to protect it.

"Hasn't it been enough for you to hurt her? You won't let her go even after she died."

"As long as I'm here today, don't even think about touching her."

Looking at his resolute expression, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I just saved him once, but he risked his life to protect me. Is it worth it?

Seeing that the shovel was about to fall on him, I rushed over anxiously.

But the soul passed straight through him and watched him being thrown aside.

Soon the coffin was dug out, and the moment it was smashed open, my bones were scattered everywhere.

My parents’ voices were shaking with anger.

"She actually dared to steal the body. She is so cruel. Isn't she afraid that the ghost will haunt us?"

"It's too unlucky, go burn it."

Until now, they still refuse to believe that I am dead.

Nathaniel had the gravekeeper captured.

"Since you care about her so much, she will come back for you, right?"

He pinned the old man to the ground and waited in the mountains for three days and three nights.

I was so anxious that I shouted desperately, but he didn't respond at all.

As time passed, his expression became more and more ugly.

It wasn't until the third day that my parents finally became anxious.

"Why haven't you come back yet? Scarlett is still waiting for her to save her."

"He is indeed a born bad guy. He even doesn't let his own sister go."

Nathaniel smiled coldly.

"Since you refuse to repent, don't blame me."

"I want to sue Isabella for being vicious and request a trial."

As soon as the words fell, a cold electronic sound rang out.

"Once the Judgment Platform is turned on, it cannot be stopped midway, otherwise you will be directly wiped out. Please confirm whether to turn it on?"

Nathaniel clicked "OK" without hesitation, followed by his parents.

"Isabella, I wonder where you can hide."

This is a world without judges.

All disputes were handled by the Judgment Board.

Whenever a trial is requested, all defendants must appear in court.

Sure enough, the moment he pressed the button, my soul suddenly trembled.

As if controlled by a suction force, he flew quickly towards the judgment seat.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, my soul suddenly sat in the dock.

My parents snorted coldly:

"Isn't he dead? Why is he still standing here?"

At this point, I'm too lazy to explain.

People who don't care about you would think you are swinging on a swing even if they hang themselves.

If they looked carefully, they would definitely find that I had no shadow.

Nathaniel also stared at me:

"You didn't accept my toast, so you'll have to drink the wine for punishment. Do you regret it now?"

"You still have a chance to regret it. The trial hasn't started yet. If you just say you don't want to accept it, the most you'll get is disability, but you can still save your life."

I smiled faintly and pressed accept without hesitation.

Nathaniel looked at me in shock.

"Are you crazy?"

"It's a losing judgment. What are you obsessed with?"

Looking closely, there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

But I have to accept it.

Just to give me a chance to reincarnate.

The judgment seat opens.

"Both parties have confirmed that the trial has officially begun."

"Four videos will be played during this trial, and a public trial and memory cycle comprehensive evaluation will be launched at the same time."

"If the defendant is found guilty, the plaintiff will have a bright future, while the defendant will be completely wiped out."

The live broadcast starts automatically and the jury automatically enters the trial platform.

Scarlett, as a related person, also came to the gallery.

An electronic sound rang out.

"Please ask the plaintiff to state the defendant's guilt."

My mother spoke.

"I want to sue Isabella for intentional injury. She threw hot soup on me, disfigured me, and left me in the hospital for half a month."

My dad then said.

"I want to sue Isabella for having a chaotic private life and contracting a lot of diseases."

Finally, it was Nathaniel, who struggled for a long time.

"I want to sue Isabella for being shameless, for drugging me, interfering in my sister's marriage, and causing my wife to have a miscarriage."

……

After saying more than three thousand things, they finally stopped.

The comments in the live broadcast room scrolled wildly.

"Oh my god, is this still a human being? She actually drugged her brother-in-law. How disgusting."

"I heard that she was born a bad seed. She bit Mrs. Kingston's ear when she was born, so she was sent to the countryside. Now it seems to be true."

"It's a waste of air for such a person to live. Just kill her."

……

Boom!

The judge brought down the hammer.

"Now the first video is released, please look at the big screen."

The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone was waiting to see my evil deeds.

This is my third month at Kingston Family.

In the shabby room, I huddled in the corner, my face as pale as a ghost.

After a long time, I finally raised my head slowly and put on a weird smile.

"They must be in a lot of pain right now... I should really find a bottle of sulfuric acid and pour it on their faces..."

As I recall, the camera flashes back to the previous night.

I ate with my parents and my bowl was piled high.

Beef, ribs, fried liver, and various blood-replenishing soups.

My mother touched my hand lovingly.

"You've been raising him for so long, why are you still so thin? Eat more."

Dad enthusiastically served a bowl of pigeon soup.

"Are you too tired? Drink some soup to replenish yourself."

I lowered my head and looked quietly at the boiling soup in front of me.

Suddenly he smiled coldly, and then poured it all on them.

The soup, still steaming hot from the pot, was not much better than sulfuric acid.

They instantly fell to the ground screaming.

Especially my mother, who covered her face and cried for help.

I laughed slowly.

"Such a good thing, as a daughter, of course I have to honor my parents."

I watched them howl in pain with a cold eye, then went back to sleep without changing my expression.

At the end of the video, the jury overwhelmingly condemned me.

"She is worse than pigs and dogs. Her parents kindly picked food for her, but she is so vicious!"

"This charge must be true. I've read it all. The parents did nothing wrong. She deserves to die!"

"She is indeed born a bad seed. If I were Mrs. Kingston, I would strangle her to death when she was just born."

"But why do I feel like my parents are acting weird, like they're feeding pigs?"

Although there were one or two people who questioned me, the majority still insulted me.

My parents breathed a sigh of relief quietly, their smug smiles still lingering.

The presiding judge brought down the hammer.

"After comprehensive judgment, the defendant was wronged and the plaintiff lost the case."