Chapter 1

The seventh day after my death, my "funeral" felt more like a wild party.

My mother-in-law, Brenda, was in a garish red dress, prancing around my memorial picture, dancing a grotesque jig.

My husband, Liam Miller, had his arms wrapped around his new flame, Amber Reed, kissing her openly and announcing their wedding for next month.

He even picked up a glass of champagne, splashing it on my urn, and laughed.

"Chloe Davis, you menace are finally gone! But don't worry, your billions? I'll spend them for you!"

Even the guests chuckled, scoffing about how valuable my death had been.

No one knew that at this very moment, I was watching everything through a surveillance feed.

Until Mr. Sterling, the lawyer, publicly read my will:

"All assets are to be bequeathed to my husband, Liam Miller, on the condition that..."

"He must continuously kneel and wail at my grave for one hundred days, with the entire process live-streamed."

"If his tears are deemed insincere, or if the process is interrupted for even one second, all assets will be donated to charity."

Liam Miller's smile instantly froze on his face.

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