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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

William scanned the empty living room and snorted:


"Rachel's really gone too far. While we were wholeheartedly taking care of Lily, instead of suffering together in the cellar, she was out having fun."


"I'll ask around at the recording studios. She better not be hiding there, relying on my reputation."


Henry's face darkened as he said in a low voice:


"I have quite a few art studios too. She might be hiding in one of those."


James snorted, "Well, let's see where she can run to now!"


"We have to find her and make her apologize to Lily!"


With that, William and Henry left in front of Lily.


My spirit remained by James' side, perhaps because he was closest to my body.


Lily watched William and Henry leave, a flash of hatred for me passing through her eyes.


"Maybe big sister still doesn't think I'm worthy of being your sister."


"Should I leave instead? I can come back when I'm worthy of being your sister…"


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