When I, Camila Barnes, stood in the real estate office, my friend Amber Stevens beat me to it and bought the foreclosed house I had my eye on. At that moment, I finally confirmed that she had also been reborn. In my previous life, both Amber and I had some savings. She invested all her money in the stock market, while I chose to buy a house to live in. Due to limited funds, I ended up buying a foreclosed house where a murder had occurred. Unexpectedly, I discovered a safe in the ceiling cavity containing ten million dollars in cash and over a dozen gold bars. Meanwhile, Amber lost all her money in the stock market and was drowning in debt. Seeing me move into a mansion, drive luxury cars, and spend money lavishly, she angrily lured me onto the street and had a speeding truck kill me. My soul floated in the air as I watched her and my boyfriend Nathan Warren deceive the police together, claiming I had died from drunk driving. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I was supposed to buy the foreclosed house. ***** “I’ll take this one!” Amber’s voice rang in my ears as I stared at everything before me in a daze. The agent looked at me somewhat awkwardly, then said to Amber, “I’m sorry, miss, but this lady saw the house first.” Amber replied, “So what? She hasn’t paid yet. If I pay first, the house is mine.” Seeing her determined expression, I realized she had also been reborn. She said, “Camila, I want this house too. Why don’t you look at something else? There are plenty of similar houses in this neighborhood.” As she spoke, her expression carried a hint of probing, wanting to see if I had also come back. I snapped back to reality and frowned, “Alright then, if you like it, you can have it. I’ll look at others.” Hearing me say this, Amber breathed a sigh of relief and immediately prepared to make the deal with the agent. The agent said, “Ms. Stevens, I must remind you that a murder occurred in this house previously, which is why the price is so low. Are you sure you still want to purchase it?” Amber said impatiently, “I’m sure! The murderer was caught long ago, what’s there to be afraid of? Besides, I’m not going to live…” She stopped mid-sentence! I smiled slightly, understanding what she meant. In my previous life, I had some savings and was tired of renting long-term, so I decided to buy a house to settle down. But with limited funds, there were very few houses that met my requirements. Finally, the agent showed me a house where a murder had occurred. The couple who previously lived there had family conflicts, and the husband killed his wife. Later, the husband was sentenced to life imprisonment, and this house became a murder house that everyone avoided. After understanding the situation, I still decided to buy it. After all, ghosts aren’t scary—being poor is scary. But later, I discovered a huge fortune in that house, while Amber fell into the lowest point of her life. So this time, she wanted to steal what originally belonged to me. She gave me a mocking smile, “You’d be better off taking your money to play the stock market. Maybe one day it’ll surge and you could buy a big house.” I pretended not to understand her meaning and asked back, “This house still has several thousand dollars in monthly mortgage payments. Are you sure you can afford them? After all, you don’t have much in savings, so making the payments might be difficult. If it comes to that, I could help you.” Amber’s money was barely enough for the down payment at most. Provoked by my words and thinking about that huge fortune in the future, she immediately got emotional, “Who says I can’t? I’ll buy it outright with cash. Don’t even think about competing with me—this is mine!” The agent didn’t expect her to be so determined about this house, and paying in full would naturally be best. So he immediately put me aside and focused on serving Amber, “Excellent, Ms. Stevens. How would you like to make the payment?” Having already spoken, Amber couldn’t take back her words in front of me, so she pulled out a card, “I’ll pay part of it now, and make up the rest in three days. That should work, right?” The agent took the card and nodded happily, “Of course, no problem. Let’s go sign the contract then.” Since that was the case, I had no reason to stay any longer. I turned and left the real estate office, heading straight back to my rental apartment.
That evening, I had just gotten into bed when my phone rang. It was Nathan calling. He said coldly, “Let’s break up, Camila. I’m sick of you. Don’t bother me anymore.” I listened expressionlessly, and after he finished speaking, I could faintly hear a woman’s soft laughter on the other end. Even though I already had a pretty good idea who it was, I still pretended to be shocked and asked, “Are you cheating on me? Who are you with right now? Nathan, how could you do this to me?” The angrier my voice became, the more pleased the people on the other end seemed to be. “I’ll tell you the truth—I was only with you to get into your company through you. Now that I’ve achieved my goal, I don’t want to put up with being disgusted by you anymore.” So that was it. Because of my excellent resume, I was hired by a major company right after college graduation. Later, after I had established myself at the company, I recommended both Nathan and Amber for positions there. “Stop bothering us, Camila. We’re going to be rich now, and we’re not in the same social class as you anymore. We move in different circles—why force yourself to fit in?” Amber took the phone and said to me. “You two actually betrayed me!” I gasped, feigning shock. Now they both burst out laughing. I played along with a cold snort: “Hmph, I’d like to see how well you do without me. So what if you bought a house? What’s the big deal?” “You’ll find out soon enough. You’re just an ordinary person—what do you have to compete with me?” After the call ended, I let out a cold laugh. How utterly foolish. In this law-abiding society, if someone could really get such a large sum of money out of thin air, how could they possibly escape police investigation? The next day, I went to work as usual, only to see Amber and Nathan walking into manager Aaron Coleman’s office together, submitting their resignation letters. Aaron was somewhat surprised by this sudden decision and tried to persuade them to stay, but Amber arrogantly refused: “Sorry, Mr. Coleman, I suddenly came into some unexpected inheritance. It’s not much—just a few hundred million dollars. So working doesn’t really have any meaning for me anymore.” Hearing this, Aaron almost doubted his own ears. Colleagues around us also gathered around. “Amber, are you still half-asleep? That much money? Did you rob a bank?” “Did you win the lottery? How did you do it? Any tips? Teach me.” “What kind of joke is this? You’re bragging, aren’t you?” In response to these teasing or questioning voices, Amber decided to show them. She said, “How about this—come to my place in three days, and you’ll see for yourselves.” After saying this, she directly posted the address in the work group chat. Seeing her so determined, Aaron couldn’t say much more and eventually approved their resignation applications. While packing up, Amber caught sight of the Chanel bag on my desk and immediately became sarcastic: “How can you afford that?” A few seconds later, she seemed to suddenly realize something: “Oh, I get it now. You deliberately bought a fake to show off, right? Trying to one-up me? I’d advise you to give up. There’s no need to put on airs. A canvas bag for ten bucks would suit you better.” I rolled my eyes and held the bag up to her face: “Open your eyes and look carefully. How could a fake have such perfect stitching? I just bought this from the boutique yesterday. Do you need me to show you the payment receipt?”
Amber kept staring at my bag, her eyes scanning it back and forth as if trying to determine whether it was authentic. Her gaze flickered for a moment before she quickly regained her composure. She said, “So what? It’s just a bag. I could buy a hundred of them. But you, with that measly salary of yours, buying this kind of bag must not have been easy, right? Don’t tell me you got it with a payday loan?” I shot back without hesitation: “Ha, you’re really full of hot air. Why don’t you go buy one and show me? I think you’re just bluffing.” “Hmph, I’ll go buy one right now. Just wait and see.” Amber glared at me fiercely, then headed straight to the mall after work and bought several luxury brand bags in one go. After her shopping spree, she posted about it on Instagram and even sent me a private message, as if afraid I might miss it. I did the math in my head—those bags weren’t cheap. Together, they cost at least two hundred thousand dollars. Where that money came from was pretty obvious. Over the next few days, Amber seemed determined to one-up me. Every time I bought a bag, she immediately bought a more expensive one. But what she didn’t know was that all my posts were only visible to her—I was posting them specifically for her to see. Sure enough, she took the bait easily. This weekend I had some free time, so I went to the mall to browse around. I had a gala to attend in a few days and wanted to buy some jewelry. After understanding my needs, the salesperson brought out several jewelry sets and placed them in front of me, introducing each one. Just then, there was a commotion at the entrance. “What’s your most expensive diamond ring? Bring it out and let me see it!” This arrogant tone immediately drew everyone’s attention in the store. I looked up and, sure enough, it was Amber and Nathan. What a small world. A salesperson approached them, looked them up and down, and gently reminded them: “Miss, our most expensive diamond ring is worth ten million dollars. Are you sure you want to see it?” Amber was clearly stunned by the price: “Ten million dollars? That expensive? Aren’t diamonds just carbon?” Her comment made all the customers in the store laugh, and I couldn’t help but chuckle too. That’s when they noticed me and walked over. “What are you doing here? This isn’t a place you can afford to shop. Don’t tell me you followed us here?” Nathan looked smug, as if convinced I still had feelings for him. I said, “Are you sick? I was here first, okay? If anyone’s following anyone, it’s you following me.” The salesperson confirmed: “Indeed, this lady arrived first.” Seeing they couldn’t argue with that, Amber immediately changed the subject, looking at the jewelry I was selecting: “Can you even afford it? You’re just wasting time looking.” I said, “What’s it to you? You talk like you can afford it.” Thinking I really couldn’t afford it, Amber became smug: “Of course I can. How much are these sets? I’ll take them all.” The salesperson smiled: “Five million dollars per set. These sets together total twenty million dollars.” Both of them were immediately speechless. After a few seconds of silence, they started making excuses: “Actually, I don’t think these sets are anything special, and one person can’t wear this many anyway.” I interrupted impatiently: “Are you buying or not? If not, I’ll take them.” With that, I signaled the salesperson to wrap up all the jewelry. Seeing her failed attempt to show off her wealth in front of me, Amber was seething with rage. She quickly grabbed the salesperson’s hand and pointed at a ruby jewelry set, saying, “I’ll take this one!” Nathan still hesitated, tugging at her sleeve and lowering his voice, “It’s five million dollars. Isn’t that too expensive?” By now, Amber was completely furious and insisted on getting the jewelry set no matter what, urging the salesperson to hurry up and ring it up. However, when they swiped several credit cards, all showed insufficient funds. In the end, the two of them nearly emptied all their savings to barely cover the payment. Three days passed quickly. Amber had gathered enough money to buy the house, found a real estate agent to handle the transfer procedures, and successfully obtained the house keys. As the appointed time approached, I also arrived at the residential complex. Other colleagues gradually showed up as well, all curious to see how Amber was doing. Soon after, Amber and Nathan arrived too. She scanned everyone present, confirmed that I was there, and nodded with satisfaction, “Good, let’s all go up together.” Along the way, colleagues looked at the complex’s environment and raised various doubts. “Amber, this complex looks pretty old. It probably isn’t worth much, right?” “Yeah, there’s no landscaping either, and it’s mostly elderly people living here.” “There aren’t any amenities around either. The only advantage is being close to the office, but since you’ve already quit, that doesn’t matter anymore.” Hearing these comments, Amber looked at them like they were idiots, her tone filled with smugness, “This house is indeed cheap and not worth much. But the things inside are valuable. Now that the house is mine, naturally everything inside belongs to me too.” Upon hearing this, some colleagues immediately thought of news they’d seen online about people finding millions of dollars in cash in foreclosed properties. Everyone was shocked, but some remained rational and asked, “You’ve never even been inside this house. How can you be sure there’s really valuable stuff in there?” Amber naturally couldn’t reveal that she had been reborn, so she could only say vaguely, “I have my ways of knowing.” Her mysterious demeanor actually convinced some people, who immediately started flattering her, “Amber, when you strike it rich, don’t forget about us!” At this moment, Amber’s vanity reached its peak, and she couldn’t stop grinning. When we reached the door of the house, Amber took out the key and inserted it into the lock, but couldn’t open the door no matter what. Her smile gradually froze as she repeatedly turned the key, but the door wouldn’t budge. The colleagues also sensed something was wrong and asked, “What’s happening?” Amber forced a smile, “The key might be rusty, so the door’s a bit hard to open.” As she spoke, she applied even more force. Just then, the door suddenly opened from the inside. “Which lunatic dares to pick my lock! Are you tired of living or what!”
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