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The floating comments told me, the fake heiress, that I should suck up to the real one. Instead, I went out of my way to make her life difficult. It all started in my previous life. The day the nanny brought the true heiress to our door was the first time I saw those messages scrolling through the air. [The real daughter just wants to get along with her family,] one comment read. [If the fake one wasn't so jealous and hostile, she wouldn't have ended up losing everyone and everything in the end.] Terrified, I vowed to treat Vivian Summers kindly. When the comments mentioned that Vivian loved milk, I brought her a glass. But after drinking it, she broke out in hives and nearly went into shock. When she came to, Vivian looked at me with tears in her eyes. She said, "You knew I was allergic to milk. Why did you force me to drink it? Do you hate me that much?" My parents, who had loved me for eighteen years, hit me for the first time. Disappointment was written all over their faces. A month later, the comments warned that Vivian was cornered by thugs from her old neighborhood. I rushed to save her. But at the police station, the nanny produced a video of me bullying Vivian, and chat logs proving I'd hired the thugs. My parents were devastated. Calling me cruel and vicious, they kicked me out and sent me back to the slums. In the end, those same thugs, holding a grudge, tortured me to death. I'd been given another chance. And this time, I would clear my name.