Chapter 3

In my previous life, I died on the most glorious day of my career.

That day, I’d just won my third Best Actress award. I was wearing a couture gown, standing beside my childhood sweetheart fiancé, Liam Davies, at our grand engagement party, which was live-streamed across the internet.

Then he announced to everyone: “I would never get engaged to a disgrace who bullied her classmates in high school.”

Before my disbelieving eyes.

Lily Adams walked out from the audience.

With tears in her eyes, she looked up and smiled:

“Scarlett Hayes, do you remember me? It’s Lily Adams, the girl you bullied for ten years.”

“You probably never imagined that one day I’d stand on equal footing with you.”

“But it’s okay, I don’t blame you anymore.”

“But hey, bygones are bygones. I’m over it now.”

Live-streamed across the internet, she became an overnight sensation.

Before I could even react, a swarm of reporters, arranged by my brother and Liam, rushed in and surrounded me.

“Miss Hayes, we hear you still have a habit of bullying new people on set?”

“Someone recently photographed you at the hospital for a gynecological visit. Was it due to an unsavory private life and a dirty disease?”

An extreme fan burst from the crowd and splashed sulfuric acid onto my face: “Bitch, die!”

The liquid splashed, and an overwhelming, searing pain clung to my face.

My vision never cleared up again.

Falling from heaven to hell happened in an instant.