Revenge: Rise of the Thorny Rose!

I spent 50 thousand dollars on an ash house, which could earn me compensation fees of 3 million dollars once the government demolished it.

My whole family came to apologize to me in turn. They never mentioned the fact that I was treated like a slave and kicked out of the house.

After discussing it with me, they got a result. My sister-in-law, Eliza, shouted, "If it weren't for me kicking you out, how could you afford to buy such a good house?"

After saying that, she rushed into a room and took out a knife to stab me in the stomach.

"If you die, it won't be so troublesome."

When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the day when everyone chased me out of the house.

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Little sister, little sister, I am talking to you."

In a daze, I felt like I had a dream.

Looking at Ryder's approaching face, I realized that I was reborn.

In my previous life, my brother and I were discussing which room was suitable for the unborn baby. I avoided this topic and was kicked out of the house with my luggage.

"Fortunately, fate is not unkind."

Coincidentally, a real estate agency urgently needed to sell an ash room.

It was 120 square meters, which would cost 5,000 dollars. My year-end bonus could cover the expenses.

Without thinking, I walked into the real estate agency.

"What can an ash room do?"

"I, who live with my relatives, can be abandoned at any time. Living with ghosts is nothing to me."

I arrived there.

I was scared.

The house was pitch black. The doors and windows were tightly sealed.

Each room had a black and white photo and a black box in it.

The agent said, "Don't be afraid. All the buildings in this area are like this. They call it the deceased's building."

I didn't say anything as he continued.

"The landlord is in a hurry to repay the loan. Otherwise, how could it be sold for s,000 dollars?"

"It makes sense. Otherwise, this kind of house in this location wouldn't be sold at this price."

After the agent had a few staff members remove the previous belongings, I paid the money decisively.

One month later...

The staff from the government said that the old residential area was going to be demolished. I could get a compensation of 3 million dollars.

Unfortunately, I didn't have my ID card with me during the settlement.

After much consideration, I decided to sneak back home and get it.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

"Alina, will your house be demolished?"

It was Eliza calling me. She often hung out with people in the beauty salon downstairs. She knew everything in the neighborhood.

"No, it wouldn't. Since I moved out, I might as well change my personal information."

"Don't worry, Alina. We are a family. Wait at home, I'll bring your ID to you. I haven't visited your place yet."

Hearing the sound of the hang-up over the cell phone, I couldn't help but feel disgusted.

...

Not only did she take over my room, but she also openly spread me buying a niche for ashes outside. It led several familiar neighbors to be afraid of me.

The doorbell rang. Besides her, my brother and my mother were with her.

I sighed.

Considering the ID, I opened the door.

Tears streamed down Eliza's face. She said, "Alina, it's all because of your naughty nephew's fault. He dreamed of having a room in my belly. When he's born, I'll teach him a lesson."

My mother said, "Alina, your nephew will need to move to a better school in the future. The money you have is enough. Don't buy this house."

My brother nodded repeatedly, saying, "That's right, as a girl, why would you buy a house? You will get married sooner or later."

I remained silent.

After discussing it, they didn't get any results.

Suddenly, Eliza's face changed. She shouted, "If I hadn't kicked you out, how could you have afforded such a good house?"

After saying that, she rushed into the room and took out a knife, stabbing it towards my stomach. She said, "You will be dead. Then it won't be so troublesome."

The accident happened too suddenly.

Soon, my brother raised a big knife and cut my body into pieces. My soul leaned against the door, watching them rush my body into the sewer.

It was probably because of my intense pain and hatred that the King of Hell refused to accept a resentful spirit like me.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the day when everyone was chasing me out of the house.