The Ungrateful Girl's Nemesis

When I was in high school, I had feelings for Kierra Clayton.

Her family was poor, so I paid her tuition without hesitation.

She wanted to earn a place in the entertainment industry, so I spared no effort in spending money to give her a lot of resources.

Ten years later, she became a top-tier actress who was pursued by everyone in the show biz.

Unexpectedly, she held "evidence" to accuse me of taking advantage of her, and even reported my company for tax evasion.

The aim was to avenge me for preventing her from getting together with her true love in high school

The products of my company were boycotted across the entire Internet.

Her fans discussed online how to force me to commit suicide and how to make me 'accidentally' die. They gathered daily outside my company to protest with banners and sent me various dead animals.

But Kierra casually said, "This is the price you have to pay for what you've done."

Finally, due to online bullying, I developed severe depression and committed suicide at home.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when I put money into Kierra's desk drawer.

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"Ethan, you are insulting me by doing this. Do you think you can win my heart with money?"

Kierra, wearing a faded white shirt and a high ponytail, stood in front of me.

Her eyes became moist and her face flushed out of anger, making her look pitiful.

Looking at Kierra, who looked young and was dressed in a high school student outfit, I felt a bit dazed.

A sudden sharp and piercing sound rang in the ears.

I wasn't dead yet?

Or was it my illusion before dying?

I shook my head vigorously, trying hard to calm down, and stared fixedly at Kierra in front of me. I wanted to see whether it was reality or not.

She became even angrier when she saw the bewildered look in my eyes.

Then she threw that money hard at me, saying, "Afraid that no one knows how much money you have? So you secretly did this?"

These scenes seemed familiar.

It seemed like it was the first time I put money in Kierra's desk drawer. She looked shameful and angry after she found out.

Even her flushed ears and slightly pale face were exactly the same as before.

I clenched my fist, letting my nails dig deep into my palms. The pain accompanied by hatred spread throughout my body, reminding me that this was not a dream.

Her blatantly shallow performance was incredibly ridiculous to me.

She obviously wanted and needed the money, but she appeared to be humiliated.

Things were like this in the past life. She refused my support, but I stubbornly followed her and found reasons to support her.

In the end, she reluctantly agreed to take my money, appearing that she was considering my dignity.

I smirked.

"Thank you for taking the money out. I thought that my money was stolen. I nearly wanted to tell the head teacher about that.

"Don't worry. I would rather buy meat to feed dogs with the money than give it to you."

Kierra, after hearing this, was shocked. She stumbled a step, and her face turned even pa...