His righteous tone while begging for money made me laugh out loud.
Did he seriously think I was an ATM?
But his idiocy triggered a memory.
In my last life, when Scarlet changed her hairstyle, bought luxury bags, and got manicures, someone asked how she could afford it all.
She said she earned it through part-time work.
I believed that—until I heard her and Ethan’s conversation right before I died.
That’s when I realized she mocked me for my privileged background while bleeding me dry without shame.
My mood instantly soured.
I replied with just one word:
"Scram."
Just as I was about to block him with a single tap, a notification popped up—
a transfer alert from the "Intimate Payment" app.
A payment notification came from the hair salon.
My whole body trembled with rage as I scrolled through the previous transaction history—
skirts, women’s underwear, umbrellas... everything.
The earliest purchase dated back to March of last year.
So they had been cheating on me for that long.
I didn’t hesitate to post in the class group and tagged Ethan directly.
[@Ethan — Using my intimate payment to fund your mistress now, are you?]
Without waiting for a reply, I tagged Scarlet.