My Revenge Begins After My Death

The guests left with strange looks.

The core family members gathered in the study.

Barry asked, "Where's Charlotte? Has anyone seen her today?"

Calvin shook his head and put down his phone. "Her phone is turned off. I've called all the places she often goes, but she's not there."

"She's gone missing again!" My stepmother slapped the table. "Every time Susan has something important going on, she plays this trick! Can't she be more mature?"

"That's why we must find her." Calvin frowned and stood up.

Just then, a scream interrupted everyone.

It was Susan. She rushed out of the room, holding a blood-stained dagger in her hand. "Blood! There's blood in Charlotte's room!"

Barry and Calvin rushed into my room.

There was a large pool of dark red blood on the carpet beside my bed; it was half dry. Beside it was the dagger with my initials engraved on the hilt.

"And this..." Susan trembled as she handed over a note.

Calvin took it and read it out loud, "Susan, you made me do this. If you steal Calvin, I'll kill you and then commit suicide."

Seeing the imitation handwriting again, I was calm. I was even curious about just how much Susan had prepared to deal with me.

Barry's voice trembled. "Find Charlotte! Immediately! Right now!"

Everyone in the manor was mobilized. They searched every room and every corner, except the safe house. Only Susan and I had the keys to the safe house, and mine was with Susan.

"Have you searched the safe house?" Calvin asked.

Susan's expression changed slightly. "It's... It's locked. Charlotte might not be there..."

"Open it and see," Barry said.

"I... I can't find the key," Susan said.

"Then get the cutting machine," Barry ordered.

Susan suddenly screamed, "No! Charlotte... Charlotte's secret is inside! She doesn't want anyone to know!"

"What secret?" Calvin turned to look at her.

"She... She hid drugs and... evidence of dealings with the police in there. She once said she would expose everything and ruin the family if you pressured her too much!" Susan spoke quickly like she had it memorized.

It was the perfect frame-up.

Everyone's eyes changed, even Calvin seemed to waver.

Susan saw this and continued, "Yesterday… Yesterday, I overheard her on the phone, saying… she was going to sell the family's money laundering network to the FBI..."

My stepmother was furious. "She'd better not let me find her, or I'll make her regret being alive!"

A series of dangerous statements silenced everyone, including me.

Barry just patted Susan's shoulder. "You're not fully recovered yet. Don't get too worked up."

Calvin opened his mouth but said nothing.

I watched it all from the air and suddenly felt incredibly tired. I was too tired to explain or prove anything. I was already dead anyway. The voices of the dead were inaudible to the living.

After a long while, Calvin softly broke the silence. "No matter what, Charlotte is most likely injured. Even if she deserves to die, she should be brought back and dealt with."

However, no one had a clue where to look for me. After all, I had always been dispensable to them.

I clung to Calvin, carefully observing him as I pondered it. I used to stick around even after arguing with him. I needed him to recall this as he was a key part of my revenge...