My six biological brothers bullied me to death. Again and again. For seven lifetimes. But this time, I’m back. Reborn for the seventh time, I’m just three years old. Dozens of sinister instruments menacingly hung above my tiny head. Three-year-old me had no power to fight back. I remembered my previous lives. How my brothers would repeatedly torture me to death just to please the girl they adored. In my first life, at twenty-six, they spread rumors that I was a prostitute, calling me shameless. They hired hundreds of homeless men to hurt me, ultimately leading to my death! In my second life, at twenty, they falsely accused me of bullying underprivileged students. Furious netizens then ambushed me with an acid attack that killed me. In my third life, at sixteen, they framed me, making it seem like I’d caught the eye of a dangerous gang. They had me skinned alive, layer by agonizing layer, before I was stabbed to death. … In this seventh life, I was reborn at three and a half. This time, I gave up resisting. I screamed my lungs out, wailing uncontrollably. “Mommy! My brothers are touching me! I’m… scared! Please, save me!” My six brothers froze, bewildered, their faces flushing crimson. I blinked with innocent eyes and giggled. This time, I’d make *them* feel what it was like to have their reputation slandered, to suffer in silence! …
“What are you spouting, you brat?! We haven’t even touched you, and you’re already crying! If you dare to scream again, I’ll rip your mouth apart right now!” “No wonder Serena said you’re inherently malicious, always lying at such a young age! We’re your own brothers! Why would we harass you?!” My six older brothers crowded around me, fuming. Liam, the eldest, pointed at my face, threatening to twist off my nose if I said another word. Noah, the second eldest, rolled his eyes in anger, lunging forward to clamp his hand over my mouth. I froze in fright, my big, watery eyes blinking rapidly. But my silence lasted only a second. The next moment, I screamed my lungs out again, crying even louder. “Mommy… Brother wants to hit me… I’m scared… Please, save me!” The two nannies initially thought I was just playing with my brothers. But with my persistent wailing, Mom, who was working in her home office, rushed out to hug me. “My precious Daisy, why are your clothes messed up? Weren’t you dressed perfectly a moment ago?” “I heard Daisy crying, saying you were touching her body! Why would you do such a thing to your own sister? Are all six of you sick in the head?!” Mom frowned, her sharp gaze sweeping over the boys. The younger brothers trembled uncontrollably with fear, stammering, utterly at a loss for words. Liam stepped forward, looking at me with a mix of helplessness and indulgent affection. “Mom, don’t be so dramatic. She’s so young, what does she understand? We were just playing with her. How could we possibly bully a child?” While Mom’s doubt lingered, her initial fury had largely cooled. She knew her sons well; she’d raised them herself. Girls chased them at school, so it made no sense for them to lay a hand on their young sister. As Mom was about to put me down and leave, I grabbed onto her like a lifeline. I raised my tiny hand and quickly tugged on Mom’s hair. I cried, tears streaming down my face, twisting my body, trying to pull down my own clothes. “Hurts… uncomfortable…” I desperately tried to explain that my back hurt, but my toddler words weren’t clear enough for Mom to fully understand. Yet, I was her only cherished daughter. Seeing my eyes well up with such heartbreak, she immediately reached out to unbutton my clothes and check. At this, my brothers, who had been calmly observing the drama, waiting for Mom to leave so they could give me a good thrashing, completely panicked. They all rushed forward, blocking Mom’s hands, babbling chaotic protests. “The air conditioning is too cold in here! What if Daisy catches a cold? Don’t take off her clothes!” “This kind of thing is for the nannies, Mom! You should go back to work!” “I’ll take care of Daisy! Mom, this is a matter between us siblings!” Their faces contorted, cycling through shades of pale and purple. Caleb and Finn, the youngest, were so scared their foreheads were covered in cold sweat. Of course, I knew why they were so frantic. Because right now, pressed against my back, was an extremely sharp craft knife. And the owner of that craft knife was Serena, their beloved darling, whose most used art tool it was. My six brothers, to win Serena’s affection, had even used that craft knife to slash my tender hands and feet. In my previous life, my body was covered in cuts from that craft knife. My brothers unanimously accused me of being too reckless, forbidding the nannies from taking me to the hospital, insisting I needed to learn a lesson. I screamed in pain, trying to wipe away the blood with paper. Crawling around, I stumbled into Serena’s room and accidentally ruined the artwork she was preparing for a competition. Serena cried, and my three-year-old body was beaten black and blue by all six of my brothers. After being covered in bruises, I was then falsely accused of being a jealous child, deliberately sabotaging the pretty older girl’s painting. But their torment of me for Serena’s sake didn’t stop there. Serena was cunning and ambitious. From the moment she gained self-awareness, she had planned to manipulate my six brothers to gain control of our Sterling family’s corporation. And I, as a girl, was the only unforeseen obstacle in her plan. She openly showed her disdain for me, and my brothers, eager to please her, competed to torment me. In my first life, Liam slandered me, claiming I was having an affair with the security guard and wanted to steal the family fortune. I was kicked out of the family, left to wander, and met a tragic end. In my second life, Noah falsely accused my toddler self of having a compulsive thieving habit at an auction, claiming I stole priceless heirloom jewels. He had the security guards beat me bloody, and I died from my injuries. In my third life, Lucas framed me as a prostitute, claiming I ruined the family’s reputation, leading to my elimination by the family elders. In my fourth life, Jackson claimed that six-year-old me abused animals, posting a fabricated video online that led to me being beaten to death by radical animal rights activists. In my fifth life, Caleb accused me of bullying in kindergarten, causing me to endure cold stares and ostracism from classmates. Eventually, overcome by despair, I jumped from a building to my death. In my sixth life, I finally escaped everything I’d suffered in previous lives, believing I’d found the man I loved and could live out a simple life in marriage. But it turned out my fiancé was Finn’s puppet, and he smothered me to death on our wedding night. I endured countless humiliations, trying every possible way, just to survive. In this life, I would no longer tolerate or concede. It was time for *them* to feel the agony of a slandered reputation and the inability to defend themselves!
The scene descended into a stalemate as they frantically blocked Mom from taking off my clothes. I kept crying in pain, shivering and curling up, hiding vulnerably in Mom’s arms. “Mommy… I’m scared of my brothers. Don’t let me be with them, they’ll hit me.” I sniffled pitifully, watching my brothers’ faces contort with furious frustration. They were dizzy with rage. Just as Mom was about to ignore their protests and pull off my clothes to discover the truth, a clear, calm voice drifted down from upstairs. “Aunt Eleanor, Daisy is just being fussy. Can I hold her for a bit? I have a sister seven years younger than me, and when she cries, a hug usually calms her down.” Serena gracefully and elegantly took me from Mom’s embrace. Meeting Serena’s hypocritical face again, my body instantly tensed, my mind went blank. I could only stare wide-eyed in terror. Serena let out a soft laugh, her lips curving. “See? Little Daisy isn’t crying anymore. Was she just playing a trick on Aunt Eleanor? How naughty!” Mom saw that I had finally stopped crying, shaking her head and sighing. Serena seized the opportunity. “Aunt Eleanor, your work is important. Why don’t you let me take care of Daisy today? I know exactly how to handle naughty children like her.” Mom greatly admired Serena and was about to nod without much thought. Watching Mom’s retreating back, all the events of my previous lives flooded my mind. My body instantly turned ice cold, and my brain rebooted. I knew that calling for Mom again would be useless, so I spoke in a deliberately slurred voice. “Don’t hit me, please, Big Sister… Please don’t hit me today.” My words landed like a thunderclap in the air, making Mom freeze, turning to stone. “I won’t cry, I won’t fuss. Daisy’s scared of pain… Don’t hit me… If I’m always good like this, Big Sister won’t hit me, okay?” Serena stood dumbfounded, staring at me with a bewildered shock. She had never physically hurt me herself, only subtly encouraged my brothers to abuse me. She never imagined her mask would be ripped off so publicly. “Daisy, sweetheart, are you mistaken? Who taught you to lie like this? Do you even know what you’re saying?” “Aunt Eleanor, let me explain! It must be the other sponsored students, jealous of my success, who deliberately put these words in Daisy’s mouth. There must be some misunderstanding!” Seeing Mom utterly bewildered, I decided to add fuel to the fire. I raised my hand and clumsily tugged off the small locket necklace from my neck, pushing it into Serena’s hand with all my might. “This… I don’t want it either. If Big Sister likes it, just don’t hit me.” “My doll, too. The pearl necklace, I don’t want that either. They’re all for you, Daisy just doesn’t want to get hit.” Serena waved her hands in a fluster, and Mom finally snapped back to reality. With a furious look, she stormed into my room. “Where are Daisy’s toys? And the full set of pearl jewelry I gave her for her second birthday? Why are so many of her accessories missing? What exactly is going on here?!” Mom glared at Serena, now understanding everything. Serena shook her head frantically, repeatedly insisting it wasn’t her. Of course, I knew Serena didn’t have the guts to steal from my room. All the expensive missing items had been secretly taken by my two youngest brothers to curry favor with Serena. But now that the items were found in Serena’s possession, no amount of explanation would help her. When the nanny came out of Serena’s room with a box full of my belongings, Mom nearly fainted from rage. “Get out! I will never again sponsor a student with such despicable character who bullies my daughter! Get her out of here, now!” Serena tried to struggle, but the security guards grabbed her and practically threw her out the door. I watched the chaotic scene unfold, a deeply satisfying grin spreading across my face. Finally, Serena was gone. Surely, my six brothers wouldn’t continue to oppose me now! That evening, I took a blissful bath, thinking I could finally enjoy a peaceful night’s sleep. But suddenly, I heard faint rustling sounds from the living room. I propped myself up, thinking a thief had broken in. But what I saw instantly wiped away my good mood. Serena was back!
“Waaah, brothers, I truly never hurt little Daisy! I don’t know why she would accuse me! Daisy accusing me is one thing, but why accuse *you*? Waaah, you’re her own brothers! I think you shouldn’t keep going against Daisy for my sake. If this continues, I’m really afraid…” “Aunt Eleanor will make you all leave too!” Hearing those phony, manipulative words, all six brothers’ eyes blazed with fury! I was so terrified my mind went blank. Instinctively, I tried to bolt, just like before. But I was too small now. Just getting off the bed was enough to give me a huge bump on the head. Not only did my escape fail, but I also made noise, drawing all their attention. Liam roughly grabbed my arm, looking at me with cold disdain. “Hmph, such a manipulative brat at such a young age. She doesn’t deserve it! I think she needs to learn a lesson!” Serena dabbed at her tears, looking at me as if she wanted to speak but couldn’t. “Daisy is still so young, she couldn’t handle that, could she? I have an idea. In our old village, we have a tradition of sending young children to live with poor families, where they learn hard work and discipline from an early age… Daisy is your own sister, and I only suggest this for her and your own good!” “If you agree, I can contact someone from the village right away to pick Daisy up and help her adjust. What do you all think?” They exchanged glances, seemingly ready to act. My mouth was covered, preventing me from even calling for help. I could only watch helplessly as I was dragged away. Just as they were about to take me out the door, a tall, uniformed figure flashed past on the landing. “Young Masters! Where are you taking Miss Daisy?” I breathed a sudden sigh of relief, whimpering and reaching out for help. Thank goodness I had pressed the emergency call button by my bedside the moment I saw Serena reappear! They had arrived just in the nick of time. I shook my head smugly, thinking I was finally free of them. But then Noah spoke calmly. “There’s a gala tonight, and Daisy is required to attend. What? Do we need your permission for our own affairs?” Noah’s single sentence made the nanny’s face turn pale. She instantly lowered her head and retreated into the shadows. No matter how much I screamed, no one dared to help me this time. I was dragged out of the villa and roughly shoved into a dark car. Lucas, the most timid, asked hesitantly. “What if Mom finds out about this? The family will break our legs! She’s the only girl in our Sterling family. Are we really going to risk being disowned for this?” “If we’re discovered, our lives will be completely ruined!” Serena spoke up plaintively from the side. “If you’re scared, brothers, then maybe we should just forget it. I just worry that… Daisy will become even more unruly and bully you all later.” “She wouldn’t dare! It’s settled then. Daisy has been spoiled rotten since she was a baby; she’s completely out of control!” “Exactly! Why isn’t Serena *my* sister instead?” Serena smiled shyly, but her slender fingers secretly pinched me! *Bitch, once you’re gone, I’ll be the only princess in this family. All the affection should be mine!* *Blame yourself for being born! Why did you get all the pampering from birth while I’m just a nanny’s daughter? Everything should be mine!* But unexpectedly, I just blinked my dark eyes, then suddenly grinned and laughed out loud. “Daddy… Hee hee, Daddy, save me…” My innocent laughter echoed on the dimly lit road. In that instant, a tall figure appeared on the roadside, scaring everyone into a deathly pale silence. “Mommy’s not here, but Daddy’s back!” “And Daddy isn’t as easy to talk to as Mommy, you guys. You’re dead!”
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