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My stepsister framed me for causing her allergic reaction, so my three brothers locked me in a cramped, airless cellar and chained the door shut.
I weakly pounded on the cellar door, begging my brothers to let me out.
James, my oldest brother and a business tycoon, coldly scolded me before leaving:
"It's bad enough that you usually bully Lily, but deliberately feeding her seafood when you know she's allergic? Were you trying to kill her? Stay in there and think about what you've done!"
William, my second brother and a rising music star, and Henry, my third brother and a genius painter, both sneered:
"Someone as vicious as you is still making excuses and playing the victim? You can just stay in there and suffer the consequences!"
With that, they carried my trembling stepsister Lily in their arms and rushed her to the hospital.
As the oxygen slowly ran out, each breath became more labored until I finally died in that cellar.
Three days later, when my brothers returned home from the hospital with Lily, they finally remembered me.
But by then, I had already suffocated to death in that cramped cellar.
I died from lack of oxygen in that cellar.
When I regained consciousness, I found my spirit hovering next to my three brothers.
They had just returned to their mansion. James and William were gently helping Lily, speaking to her kindly:
"Thank goodness we got you to the hospital in time. You're recovering so quickly."
Henry fussed over her with obvious concern:
"The doctor said your body is still weak and needs proper nourishment."
He then eagerly served Lily a large piece of meat.
A servant hesitantly spoke up: "Young masters, Miss Rachel hasn't made a sound in the cellar for three days now..."

Left to Die by Brothers, I Return as Their Vengeful Ghost

James grew increasingly agitated. He started kicking the door forcefully.


The twisted cellar door opened a larger crack, and a foul stench wafted out.


A servant trembled as she spoke: "It smells like… a decomposing body!"


The other two brothers also approached, full of rage,


"What decomposing body? She clearly ran away long ago and just threw a dead rat in there to trick us!"


"Rachel Harper, do you really think we're that easy to fool?"


The three brothers grew even more impatient and all started kicking the door together. The entire cellar entrance shook again.


With a loud bang, the door was kicked wide open. Along with an even stronger putrid smell, the small dark cellar was exposed to everyone's view.


Light from outside poured in, dispelling the darkness inside.


I moved closer to look inside was my corpse.


Because the cellar was sealed and at a suitable temperature, my body after three days of death looked like it had been there for about ten days.


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