Jasmine became an overnight sensation after playing a bullied schoolgirl in a movie. Fans called her the “White Rose” of the entertainment industry. She jumped into icy water in winter just to film a scene perfectly. Meanwhile, I would only complain and wrap myself tightly in a coat when the crew asked me to wear a spaghetti strap dress. After she subtly pointed out my wickedness countless times, Angry fans sent me to the All-People’s Court for judgment. They requested that I be judged for four crimes: [Violence], [Heartlessness], [Laziness], and [Promiscuity]. But I just smiled lightly at the camera and grabbed Jasmine’s long hair: ”You’re all so stupid, being played like fools by a born villain.” 1 This is a world where public judgment prevails. As long as 100,000 netizens jointly petition, they can send someone to the court. I’m a notorious scandal-ridden actress in the industry, not very famous but always in trouble. Not following the crew’s arrangements, being exposed for bullying the weak, willingly getting involved in others’ relationships – all kinds of negative news surrounded me. Naturally, I became the perfect foil for my sister Jasmine. Jasmine isn’t my biological sister; we just grew up in the same orphanage. But even so, when you compare a pure and flawless white flower to a vicious man-eating flower, Not to mention how Jasmine would often encourage me to turn over a new leaf on social media. Deliberately pointing out my viciousness. Of course, the fans became furious. 100,000 people joined hands to list my four crimes. Successfully sending me to the All-People’s Court. The impartial Karmic Judge would determine whether my four crimes were established and decide if I would go to jail. I sat expressionlessly in the defendant’s seat. The live stream’s comments instantly flooded the screen. [Skylar is actually really pretty…] [Sweet face but cruel heart, that’s her!] [She’s just a bitch, always bullying our Jasmine back at the orphanage.] [I hope the trial ends quickly, and Skylar gets locked up for ten years!] Suddenly, Jasmine pulled a child with lowered eyes to stand in front of me: “Sister, I hope you won’t be sentenced! The kids from the orphanage and I all hope you can do well.” Seeing her trying hard to suppress her upturned mouth, I chuckled softly. I reached out to gently stroke her silky black hair, then suddenly yanked it hard. I was satisfied to see her pained expression: “You think I’m as stupid as them? To believe the words of a born villain like you!” Jasmine winced, letting out a weak cry of surprise: “Sister, you’re mistaken about me…” I sneered and pushed her away. [How dare she call Jasmine a villain when she’s done so many bad things herself!] [Judge, can you teach her a lesson!] Jasmine’s poor acting made me laugh, but oddly enough, there was a group of supporters willing to be fooled by her. I looked at her pretending to sob quietly with an indifferent expression. No wonder she could hurt so many people and still escape, she’s been acting since she was a child. Jasmine, do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this day? 2 A video started playing on the big screen. The former director of the orphanage sat in a wheelchair with tears in her eyes: “Skylar, I don’t blame you for ruining my legs. Just admit your mistakes…” The comments went silent for a moment, then started scrolling frantically. [Is Skylar sick? The director was so kind, and she ruined her legs?] [Oh my god, so that’s why the orphanage changed directors! She hurt the previous one!] Some angry audience members started cursing at me, and some even threw their shoes at me in their rage. “You ungrateful wretch, growing up in an orphanage and then hurting your own director!” ”You bitch, being so cold to your own director and sister! Who knows what else you’ve done behind people’s backs!” ”How can someone be so black-hearted? Look at her unrepentant face, it makes me so angry!” The Karmic Judge cleared his throat and had the staff put the judgment device on me. The judgment device would extract memory fragments from my mind as evidence for this trial. “The trial begins! First crime: Violence!” The director also accused me of being violent towards the other children who grew up with me in the orphanage, bullying them more than once. She even produced medical diagnoses from that time. I sneered coldly. Did they think providing evidence meant it was the truth? The big screen started playing extracted fragments of my memories for the Karmic Judge to make a judgment under the supervision of all the spectators. A little girl with two small pigtails and a soft, chubby white face full of anxiety: “Jasmine, did they bully you again?” This was me at seven years old. The comments were also stunned for a moment: [Was Skylar so cute when she was little?] [Were she and Jasmine so close when they were young?] Jasmine threw herself into my arms with a sob: “Skylar, how could they do this to me?” Looking at her torn princess dress, I said sympathetically: “They’re too much! I’ll go settle accounts with them. Don’t be sad!” The scene changed, and the chubby-faced little girl angrily rushed in front of several children taller than her. “Harrison, why do you always bully Jasmine!” Her milky voice rang out. The boy in front looked me up and down: “Little fool, did Jasmine call you over to stand up for her again?” I was stunned: “What do you mean?” Harrison tapped my head: “You really are silly. She came over here herself to show off her new dress to us.” “Jasmine was just too happy…” I fidgeted with my fingers awkwardly. Harrison sighed: “Little Five wanted to buy study materials, but the director said there was no money, then turned around and bought her a new dress… Don’t be too kind-hearted, you’re being used as a pawn.” I didn’t notice Jasmine quietly following behind me. But the big screen clearly showed the strange look in her eyes, unsuitable for a five-year-old child. It seemed to be jealousy, or perhaps anger. [Jasmine’s eyes look so scary…] [To be honest, five-year-olds don’t understand anything. How could Skylar bully others?] [Agreed with the above, she’s just a little bean herself, how could she bully other children? And they seem to treat Skylar quite well.] Jasmine sat in the audience, looking at the comments with a gloomy expression. Late at night, Jasmine dragged me to the orphanage’s garage. Two small figures huddled together in the dark. I looked at the pin she handed me with difficulty: “Jasmine, we shouldn’t do this! What if something goes wrong!” Jasmine smiled sweetly as she pushed the pin into my hand: “It’s fine, we’re just scaring them a little! They don’t ride bikes much anyway.” I pulled my hand back: “I don’t want to! Jasmine, I’m going back first. You shouldn’t do this either!” Jasmine watched my retreating back with an expressionless face, picking up the pin from the ground. 3 The next day, the director suddenly announced a bicycle race. The winner would get a new set of study materials. I worriedly watched Harrison and the others eagerly preparing. Glancing at Jasmine’s smug face, I quietly approached Harrison. Tugging at his sleeve, I muttered: “Don’t ride bikes, it’s very dangerous.” The boy scratched his head carelessly: “I’m very good at riding bikes, I’ll show you in a bit.” I opened my mouth to say more, but Jasmine pulled me away. “Jasmine, you didn’t…” Before I could finish, Jasmine covered my mouth. She looked around: “Skylar, I didn’t do anything, don’t talk nonsense!” I felt relieved hearing that, but an accident happened right before our eyes. As they were riding, a rope suddenly appeared on the track ahead. Harrison’s bicycle went out of control and fell heavily to the ground. Some of the other kids’ bikes had flat tires, while others had broken brakes. I watched with wide eyes as they tumbled into a heap. Glancing at Jasmine’s pleased expression on her childish face, I hurriedly ran over to help them up. The director quickly called for a car to take them to the hospital. I watched the director’s seemingly anxious expression, always feeling something was off. The video ended there… The comments seemed to freeze, only starting to scroll after a while. [These children getting hurt wasn’t Skylar’s doing!] [Skylar was so cute when she was little, I think she’s quite nice…] [Maybe she turned bad when she grew up!] I listened to the doubts from the audience seats with an indifferent expression. The Karmic Judge gestured for the evidence team staff to present the evidence. In the video, a handsome young man pushed up the glasses on his nose: “Hello everyone, I’m Little Five, the orphanage child who was allegedly bullied by Skylar… I feel it’s necessary to clarify that our group who grew up together all liked Skylar very much. The so-called medical diagnoses online were from when we got hurt in that bicycle race! I hope everyone won’t just follow the crowd and hurt a truly good person.” The comments couldn’t believe what they were hearing. [What the hell, is this a helper Skylar hired?] [I think Jasmine is the one with issues… Didn’t you see her staying in the bike shed that night?] [Above, this is a famous AI designer in the industry now.] [Skylar may not have bullied anyone, but she did other bad things!] The Karmic Judge’s gaze was cold as he made his judgment: “Skylar’s first crime: Violence, verdict not guilty!” As the judge’s words fell, Jasmine’s hand secretly tightened, causing the orphanage child she was holding to whimper softly in pain. I noticed the commotion on her side, my gaze growing cold, as if it could form icicles. Jasmine, you and your backer won’t be smug for long! 4 “Judging the second crime: Heartlessness!” The Karmic Judge tapped the gavel in front of him. The trial began again. I was accused of maliciously setting fire to the orphanage, causing the director’s legs to be amputated. The extracted memories this time started from a few days before the fire occurred at the orphanage. Me as a high school student, already grown into a graceful young lady. The beautiful Jasmine clung to my wrist: “Skylar, I heard there will be many famous entrepreneurs coming to the orphanage’s donation banquet tomorrow night!” I smiled faintly and pulled my arm away: “Is that so?” Unlike when I was little, I wasn’t so easily fooled anymore. By this time, I had vaguely started to notice Jasmine’s insincerity and began to distance myself from her. The director walked gently into the courtyard: “Skylar, Jasmine, dress up nicely tomorrow and perform well, don’t be nervous.” Watching her softly stroke Jasmine’s hair, a dark glint flashed in my eyes. Some people in the comments noticed my expression. [What kind of look is that on Skylar’s face? Is she jealous of our Jasmine?] [She must be jealous that the director likes our Jasmine!] Soon it was the day of the banquet. I, who had been living at school, returned to the orphanage to help out. While getting vases from the storage room, I heard the director on the phone: “Mr. Shen, I know your taste. Don’t worry, I’ll arrange everything.” Standing in the corner, enveloped by the shadows, I felt something was very wrong. Lily, noticing my tightly furrowed brow, asked with concern: “Big sis Skylar, what are you thinking about?” I patted her head. But she flinched, and my expression changed: “Is someone bullying you?” Lily was a few years younger than me and had only been at the orphanage for a short time. She was good at reading people’s expressions. When I occasionally returned to the orphanage on breaks, I would often help her with her studies. Seeing her tightly gripping her sleeves and her evasive gaze, I felt suspicious. I suddenly grabbed her hand and pushed up her sleeve: “What… happened to this!” My voice trembled as I saw Lily’s thin arm covered in bruises and swelling. Lily carefully looked around, and seeing no one else, she threw herself into my arms and burst into tears. Listening to her sobbing confession in my ear, my eyes turned blood-red, as if about to drip blood. [Can anyone in the comments hear what this little girl is whispering in Skylar’s ear?] [Can’t hear, in this situation she probably subconsciously hid this part of the conversation…] [She’s not planning to do something bad, is she?] [Skylar’s expression is so scary.] I followed Lily into her room. On the other bed in the double room lay a girl with a deathly pale face. My face was as cold as water. Lily met my eyes and nodded firmly. In the footage, I seemed to want to rush out. But suddenly thinking of something, I stopped in my tracks. I turned back to pour a glass of water for the girl and brought it to her parched lips. The audience whispered among themselves: “This Skylar seems quite kind-hearted!” [You can’t judge a book by its cover, who knows what she’s plotting in her mind.] [Don’t forget she’s an arsonist and a troublemaker!] At the banquet, the director enthusiastically invited the orphanage children and donors to take photos together. Seeing how timid the children were, the anger in my heart burned uncontrollably. The orphanage quieted down. The director, with a smile on her face, led the donors through the dormitories. I hid behind them, watching their disgusting, jovial manner with a frosty expression. Quietly turning the lighter in my hand. [Look! She started the fire at the orphanage!] [Skylar has such a vicious heart! She wanted to burn the donors and the orphanage people to death!] [Could she be what they call an antisocial personality?] Jasmine’s mouth curved upward, smiling gently as she looked at me. With malice in her eyes, she mouthed to me: Skylar, arsonist, you’re finished!
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