My husband's adopted younger sister, Shannon Carter, is a food vlogger.

When she was recording a video at a restaurant, not only did she demand the customers stay silent, but she also impersonated me when she began insulting everyone else.

"Shut up, you poor freaks! Especially you, kid! I'm Rina, a YouTuber with over tens of millions of fans! One of my live streams alone earns me more than whatever you can earn in a lifetime! Can you even pay me enough to compensate me for the disturbance you've caused me?"

In my previous life, Shannon told me that she wanted to become a YouTuber as well, so she borrowed my smurf account from me and tried exploring restaurants on her own.

But she impersonated me right away and lashed out at the family sitting at the next table just because they were laughing a little too loudly. In the heat of the moment, she even got into a physical brawl with them.

As a result, Shannon shoved the little girl down the stairs, causing the latter to crash her head. That poor girl ended up suffering from permanent blindness.

Shannon tossed 5,000 dollars in the ER arrogantly.

"Impoverished bastards like that girl will only grow up as drug addicts or prostitutes. So what if she goes blind? She has no future anyway!"

The girl's family couldn't take it anymore. They rallied their entire clan and came to my company. There, they had me completely surrounded.

"That Rina influencer is right here! She's the one who caused my daughter to go blind!"

In the end, the family pushed me down the stairs. Since that wasn't enough for them, they vented their anger on me by hacking me to death with their weapons.

As for Shannon, not only did she inherit my YouTube account, but she also married Mark Tanner, my husband. Every day, she got to spend my assets as much as she wanted.

Only then did I finally realize that this was their scheme all along.

As I lay dying in a pool of my own blood, I vaguely heard Shannon Carter whispering in my ear, "Karina, don't blame me for this. Just like you, I love Mark, too. If I hadn't gotten rid of you, how could I have been able to be with him? Now, he's all mine and mine alone!"

With those words ringing in my ears, I finally died from the blood loss.

Before my eyes shut fully, all I felt was a raging surge of hatred inside me.

Indeed, I absolutely hated her!

Due to my love for Mark Tanner, I had always treated Shannon like my own younger sister since she was his adopted sister.

When the economy took a downturn, she lost her job. However, after seeing that I had not only been able to afford a luxury car and a huge villa after becoming a livestreamer on YouTube but that I even had a ton of fans, she suggested wanting to give it a try. She even begged me to lend her a side account of mine.

Since I thought of her as family, it was only natural that I hoped she would live well, so I hadn't hesitated to agree.

Never would I have imagined that she would use my account to deliberately create enemies, then seize the opportunity to have me horrifically killed in front of everyone!

When I next opened my eyes, I had returned to a familiar room.

It seemed that I had gone back in time to the day that little girl's family sought me out at my company.

The sheer delight and relief at getting a second chance at life welled in me, but I had no time to bask in the feeling.

Lowering my head to check the branded watch on my wrist, I noticed that it was 2:00 pm now, which meant I had two hours before the victim's family killed me.

At that moment, just like in my previous life, Shannon called me.

"Rina, are you back from your work trip?"

As I listened to her saccharine-sweet voice, I had to suppress the rage that rose in me so that she wouldn't realize something was off.

"I just got home. What's up?"

"Then, could you hurry to the company? Mark kept saying how much he missed you while you were away. I even saw him heading to the mall to buy gifts earlier today. I'm sure he's preparing a surprise for you!

"Oh, by the way, remember to wear the red dress Mark gave you. I know he loves it the most when you wear that dress."

"Okay, I'll head over right away."

After ending the call, I let a cold laugh escape my lips.

The day Shannon kicked up a fuss at that restaurant, she had been wearing the exact same red dress. That was why the instant the girl's family spotted me in that dress, they refused to give me a chance to explain, dead certain that I was the woman from that day.

However, this time, I wouldn't be so naive and foolish anymore.

Did Shannon think she could kill me, then take my place and inherit my career and love just like that?

Well, I was eager to see whether she was actually that capable!

After that phone call with Shannon, I blocked her specifically before starting my live stream.

In my past life, Shannon had deliberately put on thick layers of cosplay makeup on the day she started trouble, all so no one would be able to recognize her.

"I'm taking a video here! All you poverty-stricken peasants should just shut your traps, especially that damn brat! How can you still laugh? I bet your daddy ran off the day you were born!"

Using my name, she began loudly insulting the mother-daughter duo, even brandishing her phone at them to show my account name.

"Take a good look! I'm the famous YouTuber, Rina, and I have over ten million followers subscribed to my channel! My income from one live stream alone is higher than what you all could possibly earn in your entire life! You think you can afford to pay me back if you disrupt my video?"

Due to her heavy makeup, no one was able to tell we weren't the same person.

The furious mother started arguing with Shannon, and a short while later, Shannon shoved the little girl down the stairs. The poor girl hit her head, causing blood clots in her brain, which then resulted in her going blind.

The girl came from an ordinary family from Bellington, a place notorious for being poverty-stricken. Hence, after the fall, her family had no time to pursue legal action, as they were too busy raising enough money to save her life.

After learning of that fact, Shannon actually headed to the hospital with five thousand dollars. However, she had changed them all into pennies, which she then scattered across the floor before the girl's parents.

"Coming from a family like yours, I'm sure that brat will grow up to be a drug addict or a prostitute. Since she doesn't have a good future anyway, what does it matter whether she's blind or not? You can take this five thousand dollars as me paying compensation!"

Once she had done all this, she sat back and waited for me to return from my work trip. Then, she tricked me into heading to the company early by saying there was a surprise waiting for me.

Yet, the instant I stepped inside the company, the girl's father shoved me down the stairs. I rolled down six entire flights of stairs before stopping, and by then, I wasn't even able to crawl to my feet. At that point, the father, still beyond enraged, stabbed me over a dozen times.

This incident made headlines that same night and became a trending topic online. I lost countless fans in the span of one night as the people cursed me for being a vile, snobbish person who looked down on the poor. They insisted that what happened to me was simply my just deserts.

It was then that Shannon stepped forward, claiming she was my family as she tearfully apologized to the public. Besides that, she promised to give the girl's family a large sum of money for her treatment.

With that, she gained a sterling reputation and successfully inherited my YouTube account. As for me, my reputation was utterly ruined, and nobody came to collect my body from the morgue.

Back in the present, I watched with hatred swirling in my eyes as countless people joined my live stream the instant I started it.

Since I had been given a chance to take revenge, I was certainly going to make full use of it!

Schooling my face into a composed expression, I began talking about what had happened while I was on my work trip. I deliberately mentioned that I hadn't been in the city for a few days and even had the brand manager who'd been hosting me join the live stream, at which point I invited him to my office.

With ten million people as my witness, I couldn't wait to see how Shannon was supposed to impersonate my timeline and identity.

After ending the live stream, I took my sweet time going to the company. However, instead of heading into the office, I went to the security room.

It wasn't long before the girl's family members appeared on the screen of one of the surveillance cameras. The moment they entered the company, they started shouting fiercely, "Who is Rina? Get the hell out here!"

Upon hearing the commotion, Shannon approached them to ask about the situation.

Though she had purposely gone without any makeup today, the girl's father, Blythe Miller, still seized her in a tight grip.

"Honey, is this the woman who caused our daughter to go blind?"

Shannon was so terrified that her voice shook as she vehemently denied, "That's not me! You have the wrong person! I'm Rina's younger sister! What do you want with her?"

By then, the other employees had come over to watch the drama unfold, while a crowd of passersby had gathered at the entrance of the building as well.

Blythe answered in a voice filled with hatred and fury, "That bitch pushed my eight-year-old daughter down the stairs and caused her to go blind, all because of a video!"

Tears streamed down the mother Maria Smith's face as she cried out, "Not only that, but after our daughter was sent to the ICU for emergency rescue, that woman even had the audacity to hunt us down at the hospital and humiliate us further!

"Just because we're poor, does that mean we deserve to be looked down upon and bullied by the rich?"

In an instant, a wave of voices rang out in discussion.

"That can't be right. Rina is usually so nice and friendly. She doesn't seem like that sort of person."

"Don't be fooled. The rich are always pretentious, especially the famous ones. Who knows what really goes on inside her mind? But she's the first celebrity I've seen who's so blatantly snobbish toward the poor. If this explodes online, there's no way she'll be able to continue her career."

Shannon took advantage of the situation and purposely went over to support the weeping Maria.

"Is that little girl doing okay? Do you need our financial aid? How could Rina do this? Once she returns, I'll definitely have her apologize to you!"

However, Blythe grew even more incensed when he heard the crowd's comments. He reached out to grab a fistful of Shannon's hair.

"Apologize? You're her younger sister, so you're definitely not a good person either! Call her right now and tell her to get the hell over here!"

Shannon trembled as she kept dialing my number.

However, I deliberately ignored all her calls as I watched her shivering with fear through the surveillance cameras. A cold smirk played on my lips.

It wasn't until the brand manager I had been working with the past few days, Mr. Santo, arrived that we entered the company together.

Upon spotting me, Shannon reacted as though she were a drowning person clutching at a lifeline. She rushed straight toward me and yelled, "Rina, why didn't you answer my calls? You really went over the line this time! How could you push a little girl down the stairs at a restaurant and cause her to go blind?"

When Blythe heard my name, he immediately took out a knife and charged toward me.

"So, it's you! I finally got you! I'm definitely going to make you pay for what you did to my daughter two days ago!"

Mr. Santo hastily stopped him, while I allowed a confused look to appear on my face.

"I didn't push a little girl, nor did I go to any restaurant here two days ago, as I've been away from the city the past few days. Sir, could you be mistaken that it was me?"

Realizing that something was fishy as well, Mr. Santo said to Blythe, "Rina was indeed on a work trip, and I was the one who hosted her. How could she have appeared in a restaurant here two days ago? Sir, I can vouch for her, and her livestream fans can too."

I clearly saw the way Shannon's expression froze.

Blythe was briefly surprised, but then he scoffed and retorted, "Hah! You're just too afraid to admit to it, aren't you? Two days ago, you said you were some hotshot influencer who had millions of subscribers and insulted us for being poor!

"Everyone in the restaurant heard it! And the one who messaged us had the username 'Rina'! Still trying to deny it?"

With that, he took out his phone and shoved it in my face.

I saw that Shannon had used my account to contact them, and the messages she sent were definitely enough to make one's blood boil.

Blythe began to read out the messages, one by one, "Damn poverty-stricken peasants! There's no way I'll apologize! Your daughter should consider herself lucky to die, as that means she'll finally be free of your impoverished family!

"Even if you expose me, it'll be no use! My fans love me a lot and are incredibly dumb. All I need to do is just cry in front of the camera, and they'll forgive me! As for suing me? Do you even have the money to hire a lawyer, you beggars?

"Come on, then! Come find me at my company, if you have the guts! I'll just blind all of you too!"

When the passersby and employees heard that, they began a barrage of furious comments.

"That's way too much! How could you be so vile? Aren't you afraid that it will come back to bite you in the ass?"

"No wonder the victim's family came charging in here with weapons! If it had been my daughter, I definitely would've done the same!"

Ignoring them, I turned to level a curious gaze on Shannon. "Shannon, didn't you borrow this account from me before I left for that business trip? You were using it, weren't you?"

Shannon immediately panicked. "No, I wasn't! Rina, I'm Mark's sister! How could you frame me just because you're scared?"

At that moment, my husband, Mark, came over. Shannon instantly hugged his arm, an aggrieved expression painting her face.

Mark shot me a cold look as he said, "I already know what happened! Honey, you went way too far this time! Maybe you should head inside first. I'll handle this matter."

I scoffed.

Somehow, he immediately knew what had happened the moment he appeared, and he was absolutely certain that I had done it.

As I thought, he was involved in the scheme to murder me.

No wonder he hadn't been willing to collect my body from the morgue in my past life after I died. Judging from how intimate they seemed, it was highly likely that they had already gotten involved with each other long ago.

"Even your husband said you did it! How are you going to deny it now?" Blythe screamed at me with reddened eyes.

Maria added through her tears, "That's right! You were wearing this exact red dress that day! You were clearly the one who pushed my daughter down the stairs, yet here you are, trying to accuse someone else of the crime just so you can avoid taking responsibility!"

The onlooking crowd also cried out in righteous anger, "That influencer really is too much, even throwing her husband's sister under the bus to use as a scapegoat! Wasn't she the one who taunted the family, daring them to come find her at her company? Let's see who's willing to help her now!"

"I pity those poor fans of hers who were kept in the dark. People like her deserve nothing more than death!"

That had Blythe even more infuriated, and he lifted the knife to stab at my stomach.

I twisted my body to avoid the first stab, but two of the family members swiftly pinned me to the wall.

Mr. Santo wanted to help, but he was held back by the other family members.

Eyeing the knife resting on my skin, I forced myself to stay calm as I said, "Wait! Sir, I really didn't do it! If you don't believe me, you can try calling the number of that person who messaged you!"

Mr. Santo also shouted, "That's right! Sir, Rina was really out on a business trip with us the past few days! Please just try calling that number! Don't let the real culprit get away with this!"

Blythe hesitated for several seconds, but he eventually lowered his knife and took his phone out to call the number.

Shannon extended a hand to stop him, but it was too late as the phone in her pocket started ringing.