Three years after my best friend’s death, I was reborn inside her womb.

The child in her belly, driven to despair by the fake daughter, was desperate and about to jump from the building.

Inside her, I kicked and shouted:

[Turtle, don’t be afraid! I’m back! Give birth to me, and I’ll help you crush that scumbag and his mistress!]

[You can’t die! I owe the underworld a massive debt just to you, you have to help me pay it back!]

My best friend, standing on the windowsill ready to leap, froze.

I quickly flipped her belly and revealed a secret only we knew.

[Turtle, I don’t even know how to drive the Lamborghini you burned for me last year. Did you forget I don’t have a license?]

[And that villa with the pool and the male models—I sold it all off. I really lost everything just to reach you!]

——

My best friend was stunned, shaken by my heartfelt words.

She lowered her head, looked at her belly, then laughed weakly. “Alex, I must miss you so much I’m hallucinating like this.”

“Wait for me, I’ll come find you!”

She started to look out the window again.

[Turtle—Emily Summers! It’s really me, I’ve reincarnated to find you!]

[If you die now, I’m doomed! Not only will I have to go back and pay my debts, but no one will burn me villas and paper money anymore!]

I screamed anxiously in my mind, tracing a heart on her belly.

My best friend’s swollen eyes widened.

“Alex? Is it really you?”

I gave her belly a light kick.

[You fool, this isn’t a hallucination. It’s me! I’m really back!]

[I scraped a loan in the underworld and used every connection to save you—and you’re actually trying to jump!]

[Do you want me to lose everything and help that scumbag and his mistress instead?]

My best friend covered her face and cried. “Turtle… I didn’t want to…

But Natalie Summers is already pregnant with Ethan Lawson’s son, so she dared to attack me. The Lawson family heir has to be a boy. No one cares if I’m carrying a girl…”

I smiled slyly.

[That’s why I paid extra to change the gender. Don’t worry. Just wait and watch how I’ll destroy them.]

Looking at my bestie’s pale face, her red, swollen eyes, messy hair, and wrinkled pajamas, my heart broke.

She had once been a lively, lovely little fairy—yet now she’d been crushed by a scumbag and his mistress.

Damn those two!

[Turtle, trust me. Give birth to me, and I’ll torture those witches and avenge you!]

Finally, she stopped crying.

“Okay, I believe you!”

[Good. Now go eat something nutritious. I’m starving in here!]

She wiped her tears, jumped off the windowsill, and headed out. “How about sweet and sour pork, steamed fish, and eight-treasure shrimp? I remember you loved them…”

My heart warmed. She was still the one who remembered my favorites.

She took a taxi to the best restaurant in town for a feast, then went to my grave to burn paper to pay off my debt.

When she heard I owed ten billion in ghost money, she gasped.

“Is reincarnation in the underworld really this expensive?”

I smiled and kept it a secret: [Not only that, I also exchanged for other skill points. You’ll see later, hehe…]

An hour later, after we burned the mountain of ghost money,

the scumbag Ethan stormed over angrily.

“Emily Summers, what’s wrong with you?! The doctor said they can’t find you anywhere. Come back with me for an abortion!”

When he saw my tombstone, he froze.

"Isn’t this your short-lived friend from the orphanage?"

He sneered and kicked my gravestone. "What, trying to play the pity card again? Or do you want to go down there and keep being sisters with her?"

Three years ago, my best friend was taken from the orphanage by the wealthy Summers family in Chicago and became their real daughter.

The night before her rescue, she was almost kidnapped.

I was the one who pretended to be her, got abducted, and was killed.

After my death, Emily cried bitterly and begged the Summers family to call the police and seek justice.

But they refused.

They thought it was too trivial—after all, I was just an orphan without status.

If the truth came out and she was targeted again, it would be too dangerous.

Emily had no choice but to bury me with honor and investigate on her own.

Only after death did I learn the kidnappers had been hired by the fake daughter Natalie, and Ethan knew!

Afraid the Summers family would discover her scheme, he personally urged them to abandon the case.

And now you dare insult me at my grave? Bastard!

No, I can’t tell my bestie the truth yet.

She’s a fragile pregnant woman—I can’t let her be shaken.

[Turtle, go with him. Let him see whether you should have an abortion!]

Emily glared coldly at him.

"Don’t worry. I wouldn’t dare die before dragging you two down first."

"You! Still so stubborn, aren’t you? Let’s see how you explain to my parents when we get back to the hospital!"

Furious, Ethan dragged her back.

Natalie, clutching her belly, stepped forward with red-rimmed eyes.

"Sister, don’t take this too hard. The doctor said your life will be in danger if you don’t have an abortion!"

"Even though you accidentally hit the table’s corner while pushing me, we’re sisters. I won’t blame you!"

She sobbed pitifully, as though she truly feared losing Emily. [What the hell is this bitch pretending for? Hit her already!]

No sooner had I finished than my bestie slapped her across the face.

"Accident? You pushed me on purpose!"

Natalie covered her cheek and collapsed into Ethan’s arms.

"Sister, I know you’ve always resented me and Aye, but that night really was an accident!"

"You didn’t want me having his child, so you pushed me…

I know you’re broken over losing your baby. You can scold me, even hit me—but don’t throw your life away!"

Ethan held her tightly, distressed, then slapped my bestie.

"Emily! You’re cruel, you harm others, and now you get what you deserve! You couldn’t protect the child, and you still dare blame Natalie?"

"Fortunately, Heaven has spared you—let this be your punishment. You deserve it!"

[Fuck you, scumbag! You rotten cucumber, how dare you hit my Turtle? Go to hell!]

I shoved hard inside my bestie’s stomach. Thud!

She spewed the full contents of her stomach all over the bastard and that shameless mistress.

"Ahhhh!"

Natalie, so pitiful a moment ago, shrieked and frantically shook her skirt.

Ethan’s designer suit was drenched in filth.

"Ugh!"

Natalie gagged and vomited.

"Who said my baby’s gone? I’m still having severe morning sickness!"

"Doctor, my baby isn’t dead—he just kicked me! If you don’t believe it, check again!"

The doctor looked at her with pity, but couldn’t refuse.

After instructing the nurse to settle her back in bed, he picked up the equipment.

Moments later, his face changed sharply.

"This is impossible—the fetus’ heartbeat is back, and…"

"And its gender has changed! The last exam showed it was a girl—how could it now be a boy?!"

At that moment, Mr. and Mrs. Lawson, who had just arrived, lit up with joy. "Doctor Andrew Miller, what are you saying? Is this true?!"

Their voices trembled with excitement.

They had believed Natalie’s claims and rushed here to confront her.

They never expected such a surprise!

The doctor pointed at the ultrasound and nodded eagerly.

"Yes, Master and Madam, please look. This is the first time the young master has fully faced the camera!"

"It was a misjudgment from the angle earlier. Congratulations, Master and Madam—your grandson is safe!"

The elderly couple beamed with joy, while Ethan and Natalie turned ashen.

"How could this be? How is this possible?!"

If this was true, the boy in Natalie’s womb was no longer unique!

Back then, the Summers and Lawson families had agreed to marry without much fuss.

When Emily was missing, the Summers family adopted Natalie, and after years of grooming her, the Lawson family accepted her.

She grew up close with brothers William Lawson and Ethan. Until Emily was found, the Summers family, to atone, let her choose her husband first.

My best friend loved the refined, steady William, but Natalie cried and refused.

Heartbroken, Ethan schemed to have her drugged at a banquet, forcing her to sleep with him.

She had no choice but to marry him.

Meanwhile, Natalie married William as she wanted.

But soon after, William died in a plane crash.

Her dream of becoming a rich wife shattered. She turned to Ethan, the heir.

Right after the funeral, she claimed grief and wanting company, slipping a love potion into his wine.

After one wild night, she became pregnant before my best friend!

When Old Man Lawson learned the truth, he was furious and demanded an abortion, but Ethan protected her, swearing, "Natalie is pregnant with my child. If you harm her, I’ll kill myself! Dad, can you bear to see our family line end?"

Enraged, Old Man Lawson finally gave in. To hide the scandal, he claimed Natalie was carrying William’s posthumous child.

But two weeks later, my best friend also discovered she was pregnant.

By six months, Natalie was scheming to frame her.

She flaunted the fact she carried a boy while my best friend supposedly carried a girl, poisoning the in-laws’ minds.

Thankfully, the Lawson couple still felt guilty, so they cared for my best friend carefully.

Now, seeing both children safe, they murmured prayers.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness."

"Doctor, could you be mistaken? You said my sister was carrying a girl, and the heartbeat was already gone!" Natalie forced a smile, unwilling to accept it.

The doctor simply smiled. "The angle blurred the view before. The young master has a strong will to live. He’s blessed to have pulled through!"

Natalie nearly fainted from rage, clutching her belly and wailing in pain.

Ethan hurriedly helped her to another ward.

Inside my bestie’s belly, I sneered.

[Can’t take it already? Just wait, your suffering is only beginning!]

In the following months, both my best friend and Natalie entered the labor stages.

Natalie’s pregnancy was grueling—morning sickness, constant urination, sleepless nights.

Meanwhile, inside my bestie’s womb, I behaved, never pressing on her organs.