Chapter 5

Richard delivered a perfect performance in front of the media.

He wore a custom black suit, looking utterly exhausted, clutching an old silk scarf I used to clean the table when I was alive.

He held it as a token of affection, tearfully mourning the angel who flew back to heaven.

In the livestream, viewers who had no idea what was really going on were moved to tears, showering him with praise as the ideal man.

Meanwhile, they cruelly celebrated that the ugly freak was finally dead. The company's stock soared, all thanks to Richard cashing in on my tragedy.…