Chapter 1

The brand new Tesla I just bought for $100,000—I sold it for a measly $30,000.

All because of my past life coworker Kate, who was eight months pregnant and suddenly clutched her belly in pain, crying and begging me:

"Alice, I'm going into labor. Please take me to the hospital."

I panicked immediately and drove her to the hospital in my new car.

When we got there, the baby had the umbilical cord wrapped around its neck and was stillborn.

The next day, her husband hung a banner at the company entrance: "Heartless coworker's reckless driving caused improper fetal position and suffocation death!"

The video went viral online. I was cyberbullied and doxxed across the internet.

Her husband wouldn't let it go either. He said I killed his son, forced me to kneel and apologize, and demanded compensation.

My dad was so upset he had a stroke and became paralyzed. Our house was vandalized with paint.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the office.

I had just sold my car when Kate clutched her belly with a pained expression: "Alice, I think I'm going into labor. Can you drive me to the hospital?"

I replied calmly:

"If you need to go to the hospital, call 911. Why are you asking me?"