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My best friend decided to steal my life, pretending to be the CEO of my company. She started throwing money around like it was nothing, buying homes for all these so–called “longtime employees” in the city center. Suddenly, she became the boss everyone adored.
And as if that wasn’t enough, she swooped in and took my husband, too. Now, even my son called her mom.
So, when I got falsely accused of having bipolar disorder, not a single person spoke up for me.
My kid didn’t even remember me as his real mother, and everything my parents left me was stolen by her.
I ended up dying in a mental hospital, my body decaying from some horrible disease.
But then, I woke up. And when I opened my eyes, I was back to the day my so–called best friend was happily spending my money on those employees.
She was surrounded by a crowd, grinning from ear to ear. “Ms. Norris is so beautiful and kind! She not only takes care of us, but she even gives out bonuses and is starting a foundation to buy us homes! I’d work for her till the end of my life!”
I didn’t even flinch. I just quietly went online and changed the password to the bank account she’d been draining.
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“I’m so lucky to work for Ms. Norris. I’d do anything for this company!”
“I can’t believe Ms. Norris is giving us homes. She’s the best!”
“Ms. Norris, please, come up! Everyone’s waiting for you!”
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Everything was spinning, and the noise around me became deafening. When I opened my eyes, I saw Katrina Bentley surrounded by a group of employees, getting ready to take the stage. What was going on?
I looked down at myself in disbelief.
My skin wasn’t falling apart, and my legs weren’t broken.
I was still trying to process it when one of the employees shoved me aside, barely looking at me. “Hey, isn’t this the maid from Ms. Norris‘ house? What are you doing here? Go wait outside and don’t cause any trouble.”
The sharp pain in my shoulder brought me back to reality. I wasn’t dreaming. I had really gone back in time.
Katrina, noticing me, shot me an annoyed look. “What are you doing here? Trying to mess things up? Can’t you be any dumber? Don’t forget what I told you to do later.”
In my last life, after I had my baby, I was a mess physically. I barely showed up at the company, so Katrina suggested she attend events for me.
I thought she was being kind, letting me rest. But no. She was slowly
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taking over, plotting to steal my place, my fortune, and my life.
“Fine, I’ll go back to my office,” I muttered, walking straight in.
I didn’t waste a second and changed the password to my bank account.
“Katrina, you can have your little spotlight for now. But just wait, your time’s coming,” I thought.
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