Chapter 1The $50 Million Jackpot: Bricked in a Wall, I Was Reborn to Destroy Them All

I won a $50 million lottery jackpot, and I begged my best friend not to tell my family.

She smiled and promised she wouldn't, but the second I turned my back, she told my older brother.

My brother demanded I give him the money to buy a house and get a wife.

When I refused, my family emotionally blackmailed me and used a live stream to whip up a cyberbullying mob against me.

They locked me in a room, starved me to death, and then bricked my body into the walls of their newly built house.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact day the winning numbers were drawn.

My best friend smiled at me and asked, "Harper, did you win?"

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Madison walked toward me, holding her lottery ticket.

I narrowed my eyes at her.

In my past life, we had been out shopping when I suggested we buy a couple of lottery tickets just for fun.

I never expected to actually win the $50 million Mega Millions jackpot.

At the time, we were just about to graduate college. My family had cut off all my financial support after I started school, and I was stressing over how to afford rent.

That money was a literal lifesaver.

After claiming the prize and paying taxes, I donated a portion, leaving me with about $35 million. Because Madison was my best friend, I even gave her $2 million.

I begged her over and over not to pick up my brother's calls and absolutely not to tell my family.

She promised she wouldn't.

But when my brother called me at work demanding money and I told him I was broke, she blurted out:

"Harper won $50 million! She even donated 5 million of it. She has plenty of money!"

When my brother heard that, his eyes turned bloodshot. He choked me, threatening to kill me if I didn't give him $35 million to buy a luxury house and a wife.

I told him all my money was locked in long-term certificates of deposit and couldn't be withdrawn.

But he kept showing up constantly, harassing me and threatening me to go to the bank.

I finally quit my job and fled out of state. But my family started doing live streams, crying to the internet that I was an ungrateful, unfilial daughter who struck it rich and abandoned her family.

They played the victims perfectly, winning the internet's sympathy. Their followers doxxed my address.

They sent me funeral wreaths. They Photoshopped my face onto obituaries. They mailed me dolls covered in fake blood.

My family eventually tracked me down and physically forced me to transfer all the money to my brother.

And after they got what they wanted, they locked me in a house and starved me to death.

Ultimately, my brother bought a mansion in the city and married Madison. With my money, the two of them lived a life of absolute luxury.

Meanwhile, my parents tore down our old family home to build a new one, and my corpse was bricked directly into the foundation walls.

I would never be found.

So, in my past life, Madison did it on purpose.

And in this life, I am going to make every single one of them pay the ultimate price!