Chapter 1

I was the poorest student in the whole school, yet I disguised myself as the daughter of a top mogul.

In my last life, Brittany, the queen bee, and her posse stripped me naked and recorded it.

They used that video to force me to drop out, and I eventually died alone and homeless on the cold streets.

After being reborn, I accidentally bound myself to a system that let me interact with future viewers.

The bullet comments floating by were full of mockery—some called me vain, others said I deserved it, all waiting to see me hit rock bottom again.

Until one comment popped up: 【She looks so pitiful. Big sis is sending a gift to cheer you up.】

A heavy gold bar instantly materialized in my hand.

When Brittany and her crew cornered me again, sneering that everything I wore was fake,

I just looked at the ten million dollars that had just landed in my bank account and smiled.

Brittany and her group had me cornered at the end of the hallway, arms crossed, her chin held high like a swan.

“Anya, those knock-offs you’re wearing actually look pretty decent,” Tiffany, one of her sidekicks, reached out to yank at the collar of my dress.

I stepped back, dodging her hand.

In front of me, translucent bullet comments scrolled wildly.

【Here we go! The showdown between our protagonist and the wicked villainess!】

【This Anya is such a faker. A poor girl from the wrong side of the tracks daring to compete with our Brittany for the Queen Bee title.】

【She’s getting what she deserves! Can’t wait to see her exposed in public!】

I ignored the noise, just glancing down at my phone.

Just moments ago, a golden bullet comment had flashed across the screen.

【Don’t worry, I support you! Can’t stand how arrogant they are. Here’s ten million, go show them what you’re made of!】

Immediately after, a text notification from my bank popped up.

Deposit: $10,000,000.00.

Looking at that long string of zeros, the last bit of panic vanished from my heart, replaced by a cold, almost ruthless calm.

In my last life, it was right here they stripped me, recorded me, forced me to drop out, and I ended up freezing to death under an overpass like a stray dog.

My grandmother, my only living relative, eventually died consumed by endless humiliation and grief.

It wasn’t until my life started over that I finally understood: I was nothing but a mere stepping stone in a story, meant to highlight the female lead Brittany’s pure kindness and innocence.

My entire existence seemed to be about being utterly defeated by her, to showcase her perfection.

I wasn't going to stand for it.

I sold the only dilapidated house I owned back in my hometown. With that money, I disguised myself as a wealthy heiress no one dared to mess with.

Because I knew, in this world, the weaker you appear, the more people want to chew you up and spit you out.

“What, scared?” Brittany’s smirk deepened when I didn’t speak.

I lifted my head and smiled.

Right in front of them, I pulled out my phone and dialed the police.

“Hello, police? I’d like to report a crime. Someone at S University, on the third floor of the academic building, is publicly slandering me and seriously damaging my reputation.”

Brittany and her cronies froze, as if they hadn’t expected me to do something like that.

I looked at their dumbfounded faces and continued speaking into the phone:

“Yes. And I suspect they stole my newly bought, limited edition diamond necklace, valued at three million dollars. Please hurry.”

Hanging up, I tucked my phone back into my pocket and looked at the ashen-faced Brittany.

“Now, we wait for the police to handle this.”