My Sister Faked Her Death to Steal My Life

My sister Olivia owed three million dollars and then died in an accident.

At the funeral, my parents cried and said to me, Even though Olivia is dead, the debt still needs to be repaid! Jenna, please help her pay it back! Otherwise, she won't be able to enter heaven!

Just because of those words, I gave them all my savings.

Starting the next day, I worked three jobs every day to earn money and repay the debt.

Even after my second pregnancy ended in miscarriage, I kept working.

Later, because I was working overtime, I didn't pick up my daughter from school, and she was killed by kidnappers.

My husband River collapsed from a heart attack when he learned the news. Before he died, he refused to see me even once.

"After all these years, my daughter and I together still couldn't compare to Olivia! Jenna White, if there's a next life, I'd rather never have met you!"

The night my daughter was buried, I finished repaying all the debts and jumped from a high-rise building in guilt.

Before dying, I saw Olivia, radiant and glamorous, leaning into her creditor Marcus Wilson's arms.

"Useless. It took her ten years to repay three million. We had to wait all this time before we could finally be together as husband and wife."

Marcus comforted her, "Forget it, at least she earned us three million. Without this money, how could we live so well?"

"Now that her whole family's deadsuch bad luck! Let's go, let's go. Tomorrow we'll take this money to the Maldives!"

I died with my eyes wide open.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of Olivia's burial...

"Olivia, how could you leave us so early? You've ripped out your parents' hearts!"

"Leaving behind such a huge debthow are your mother and I supposed to repay it!"

Familiar shrill cries pierced my ears.

Before I could process what was happening, I saw Marcus Wilson swagger into the living room and slap a debt notice onto the table.

"Don't rush to cry just yet." He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and grinned.

"Your daughter owed me three million before she died. Now she's deadwhat about the debt?" He was tall and burly, full of thug energy, with seven or eight muscle-bound men behind him.

The entire room full of relatives fell instantly silent with fear.

I shuddered and realized I had been reborn.

Reborn on the very day of Olivia's burial!

My mother Karen's face was streaked with tears, her graying hair disheveled on her shoulders. She looked at the account statement and cried so hard she nearly fainted.

"I know about this money. Olivia mentioned itshe wanted to buy us retirement insurance, but didn't have enough money, so she borrowed it. Who knew she'd end up owing this much..."

My father George wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

As soon as he opened his mouth, tears flowed down the deep furrows at the corners of his eyes.

"Olivia was such a good girl since childhood. At ten years old, she cooked for her mother and me. Who would have thought she'd suddenly be gone..."

He looked at the IOU, and his gaze gradually became resolute.

"No matter what, the White family doesn't wrong others or betray our conscience. Just because she's dead doesn't mean the debt can rot away!"

"We'll repay this debt!"

He turned his head, his aged eyes finding me precisely in the crowd.

"Jenna, from now on we'll repay this three million together and overcome this hardship, okay?"

"If we can't repay it, your sister won't be able to reincarnate even in the afterlife!"

With that, the old couple held each other and wept.

Relatives surrounded them, all with reddened eyes.

"Don't worry, with Jenna helping you, this money can definitely be repaid."

"Stop crying. You still have another daughter, don't you? You can't collapse now."

"Exactly. Olivia would be so sad seeing this from beyond!"

But I noticed that Marcus Wilson's gaze had been fixed on the coffin the whole time.

I squatted down pretending to tie my shoelace and moved closer to observe, following his line of sight.

The mahogany coffin had several air holes drilled in the side, through which I could vaguely see fabric moving inside.

Just as I thought!

Olivia wasn't dead at all. From the very beginning, this funeral was a setup orchestrated by her and Marcus!

I stood up.

River was watching me from not far away. After glancing at me once, he immediately turned and left.

In my previous life, moved by Karen and George's tears, I had impulsively agreed to take on this debt.

For ten years I didn't buy a single new piece of clothing, and in the end, my whole family died tragically.

In this life, I announced loudly, enunciating each word:

"My sister incurred this debt herself. Why should I be the one to repay it?"

The moment those words fell, Karen and George's crying stopped abruptly.

Everyone stared at me in shock.

Karen rose from George's embrace and pointed at me, cursing viciously.

"You bitch! Your sister died protecting you! How dare you say such things!"

George's eyes were bloodshot. "That's your sister! Her body isn't even cold yet, and you're already rushing to distance yourself?"

They glanced imperceptibly at Marcus Wilson.

A flash of surprise crossed his eyes as he slammed his palm on the table like a fan.

"Debts must be repaidit's only natural!"

"If you don't pay, I'll pry open the coffin and whip the corpse!"

With that, he grinned menacingly and moved toward the coffin, making as if to push it.

"Don't you dare!"

George lunged forward like a madman to block him, refusing to let Marcus Wilson get close.

Karen pounded and hit me, crying so hard she could barely breathe.

"You're inhuman! Your sister loved you so much. For this little bit of money, you'd let her remain restless even in death?"

"From childhood, we loved you most. We made sure you went to college, put the house in your nameand in the end we raised a heartless ingrate!"

The relatives couldn't stand it anymore.

"Jenna, your parents spent so much money on you. Just help them out if you can."

"She's already gone. What's the use of clutching all that money?"

"Your sister treated you so well, even going out of her way to drive you to work every day. Don't be so mercenary!"

They had no idea of the truth.

Olivia drove me to work because the car was originally mine.

She said she'd be my driver, but once she got the car, she never returned it. She even made me pay for gas cards.

The idea that they supported my education was even more laughable.

The truth was Olivia took the entrance exam twice and still only scored two hundred points, while I got into a prestigious university.

Karen and George usually boasted about their eldest daughter's good grades, but when the scores came out, they were dumbfounded.

They could only announce publicly that the family could only support one child and that Olivia had voluntarily given up her opportunity for higher education.

They even gave her all the money collected at my college celebration party and made me work summer jobs myself.

"Your sister doesn't have much education. It's not easy for her working outside. You're going to fight with her over this little bit of money?"

"We've always been fair. We supported you to get a higher education, so naturally we need to give your sister more money."

As for the house in my name, it was actually bought for Olivia, and it used up my first-time homebuyer status...

They claimed to treat us equally, but everything clearly favored Olivia!

Otherwise, Olivia wouldn't have been audacious enough to fake her death to scam money!

I blurted out: "That car was originally mine. She never even"

Before I could finish, Karen slapped me across the face.

Then crying, she pulled out her phone and transferred seventy thousand dollars to Marcus Wilson on the spot!

"This seventy thousand is for you first! The White family never defaults on debts. No matter what, our backbone won't bend!"

"If Jenna White won't acknowledge it, we will!"

At the same moment, my phone dinged, showing a balance of zero.

My brain exploded with a buzz.

I suddenly remembered that a few days ago Karen said she didn't have money for online shopping and insisted on linking my card.

That seventy thousand was clearly all the savings in my account!

"That's my money!" I screamed and lunged forward to stop them.

But George flung me back, and my forehead smashed against the vermillion coffin with a bang.

"You're money-obsessed! That was transferred from your mother's phone! It's money we're paying back for your sister!"

"You've been calculating since childhood. Now even your mother's and my money you assume is yours?"

"Wolf-hearted and dog-lunged! You caused us to lose our jobs back then, and now you've killed Olivia! I'd rather not have a daughter like you!"

My forehead hurt so much my brain went blank.

But I heard barely audible soft laughter coming from inside the coffin.

Olivia was laughing toofrom childhood to now, this family had never welcomed me!

With reddened eyes, I raised my head, wanting nothing more than to expose Olivia's fake death on the spot.

But my gaze suddenly fixed on George's wrist.

There was a bracelet there, with jade-green beads carved with Olivia's initials.

Exactly the same as the one on Marcus Wilson's wrist.

In my previous life, Marcus had admitted personally that he'd given one to his father-in-law!

Boom

Like thunder splitting through dense fog, everything suddenly made sense.

Karen and George had known the truth from the very beginning.

They deliberately put on an act, trying to squeeze every last drop of blood from me!

Thinking of my daughter who died miserably in that alley in my previous life, and River who was enraged to the point of coughing up blood.

And Olivia and Marcus Wilson's triumphant faces before my death.

A surge of rage rushed straight to my temples, my throat making cracking sounds.

When hatred reached its peak, my rationality became unprecedentedly calm.

Karen, George, and Olivia were hypocritical and ruthless, wanting my money while maintaining their good reputation.

Exposing them directly would be too easy. I wanted them to lose everything and be utterly disgraced!

Trembling, I forcibly suppressed the surging emotions and made a phone call.

I looked up at the coffin and suddenly asked softly:

"How exactly did my sister die? Which hospital? Do you have a death certificate?"

"What do you mean?" George immediately questioned, a flash of wariness in his eyes.

"Wasn't it because you were lazy and late, and your sister was driving you when she had the car accident?"

"Before she died, your sister threw herself over you to protect you! She was protecting you until her last breath!"

"Is that so?" I looked at them.

"But I suddenly fell into a deep sleep that day. When I woke up, I just saw you all crying. I didn't even see her one last time. Isn't that strange?"

The relatives in the room froze, only now realizing.

"Right, I didn't see her either."

"They brought her back from the hospital and put her straight into the coffin."

"Wasn't it a bit too rushed?"

Marcus Wilson's eyes flashed with malice as he stared at me intently.

George raised his voice. "That's because your sister's body was completely shattered. I was afraid of scaring everyone!"

"She's right there in the coffinhow could this be fake?!"

The relatives agreed one after another.

"True, who would joke about a dead person?"

"I helped close the coffin lid. There was definitely someone inside."

I laughed coldly.

I remember reading that if you don't place a token in the deceased's hand, their spirit can't cross over

"So nowI'm going to put something in Olivia's mouth!"

With that, I immediately turned around and reached to open the coffin!

"Don't!" Karen screamed, her eyes nearly splitting.

George grabbed me just in time and swung his hand, slapping me hard across the face.

"Don't you dare open it!"

The corner of my mouth stung with pain.

The relatives were also shocked by George's outburst.

George immediately found an excuse. "Don't delay your sister's burial!"

The next instant, several thugs pushed and shoved, forcing River, who had just left, back into the mourning hall.

In his arms, Emily was wearing a princess dress and crying hysterically.

"Don't touch me! MommyMommy save me!"

"What are you doing! Let go of Emily!"

River held the child tightly, refusing to let go.

But Marcus Wilson waved his hand, and his subordinates gripped his shoulders hard, pressing him down so he couldn't move.

They forcibly snatched Emily away and gripped her neck tightly.

"Let go of my daughter! What are you going to do to heragain!"

River's eyes were nearly splitting, his gums almost bleeding from biting down.

Again?

What "again"?

My brain felt like it was exploding. Trembling, I met River's bloodshot eyes.

That complex, furious expression was exactly the same as in my previous life!

He had also come back!

After our daughter's tragic death, just like me, he was reborn to this moment!

So just now, his first reaction was to leave to protect Emily, but he was still blocked.

"So what? Sign the contract!"

Marcus Wilson swaggered forward and threw a debt contract directly at me.

"If you owe money and don't pay, I'm justified in doing anything!"

"Jenna White! Are you really not going to care about your own daughter? Sign it now!" George shouted at me with reddened eyes.

Karen clutched her chest and rushed forward crying, pounding on a thug's chest, only to be flung aside.

She sprawled on the ground, slapping the floor and wailing.

"My poor Emily, Grandma is useless, Grandma can't save you!!"

Then she desperately pulled at my pant leg. "That's your biological daughter! What are you hesitating for? If anything happens to Emily, I'll never forgive you!"

Several relatives nearby also cried and urged, "Jenna! Stop worrying about the money!"

"If something happens to the child, you'll regret it forever!"

"This is a matter of life and death! Those loan sharks will do anything!"

I looked at that familiar debt notice, my pupils contracting sharply, my jaw chattering.

Marcus Wilson grinned wickedly.

He pulled out a knife from his chest and turned to press it directly against Emily.

"Mommy!"

The blade pressed inward, and a line of blood instantly appeared.

Images of Emily's death in my previous life flashed uncontrollably through my mind.

"Are you signing or not!" Marcus Wilson pushed the knife in another fraction.

"Jenna White!" Karen's voice cracked!

George rushed over and slammed me to my knees with a bang.

He snatched the debt notice and forced my fingers down onto it.

"I'm fucking telling you to signsign it!"

Just then, River suddenly erupted.

His wrist dislocated as he escaped from between the two thugs and snatched Emily into his arms.

"You fucking dare to snatch" Marcus Wilson's expression changed dramatically as he raised the knife.

"Bang"the living room door was kicked open.

Several police officers surveyed the scene, their voices cold and stern.

"Hands up! Everyone freeze!"

The entire room fell into instant silence.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I rushed to the door and grabbed the quick-dry cement I had prepared earlier.

"What are you doing!" George's eyes nearly popped out.

I desperately poured all the cement onto the coffin with a splash, laughing through tears, shouting at the top of my lungs.

"I'm giving my sister her final send-off! Seal the coffin for burial!"