Chapter 314
After the rain in the early morning, the sunlight broke through the clouds, casting a halo of colors
through the ss.
Izabe Salotti felt a dull ache in her head, her soul slowly fusing with her body. She abruptly
opened her eyes, reached for her heart first. She could hear her heartbeat. Wasn''t she supposed to
have burned to death in a massive fire? Why could she still feel her heartbeat, and her hands...
Her nails were perfect, they were the hands of a beauty, fair and slender, they looked a lot like her
old ones, but they were definitely not hers.
Izabe sat up in bed, following her hands down. She touched her thigh, and somewhat
disbelievingly pinched herself. It hurt. She wasn''t dreaming. She had been dead for three years, and
now she was alive again.
Izabe took a deep breath, the inhtion almost making her choke, as the surroundings were filled
with a pungent smell of gas.
She quickly opened the doors and windows, following the smell to the kitchen and shut off the gas
valve.
Back in her bedroom, Izabe stood before her vanity, looking at the reflection in the mirror. It wasn''t
her face, but it resembled her by 50% - 60%, no different from when she was alive, even slightly
more attractive.
Her skin was unhealthy pale, her eyes clear and bright, her hair scattered behind her, her figure too
slender, but better than her past self. At least she didn''t have a stomach ailment, her hands and feet
weren''t maimed, and her body didn''t bear the scars that couldn''t be removed.
Izabe quickly nced around the room, getting ustomed to the environment, under the bed
was an empty bottle of sleeping pills. She picked it up and tossed it into the trash, then rearranged
the quilt and found a phone under the pillow.
To understand someone, looking at their phone is undoubtedly the simplest method.
The moment Izabe turned on the phone and connected to the inte, all kinds of messages
immediately popped up, instantly filling the entire screen.
"Why haven''t you kicked the bucket yet, you bitch?"
"Mistress. Tramp."
"Are you finally about to croak? Even though the world is so vast, there''s no ce for you in it, so
you better kick off. At least when you''re dead there''ll be a spot of earth to bury you."
"Bitch, how many people are fucking you, why have you no shame?"
"You wasted air while alive, wastednd when dead, and now you''re wasting money while on your
last legs, your ashes should be fed to the pigs."
...
All the received messages were full of various kinds of insults and abuse, and these were only a
part of what was visible on the screen, tens of thousands more were waiting on the other side of the
inte.
Izabe felt a despair and grief she couldn''t describe. She rubbed her heart, this pain originated
from the original body''s owner.
At the same time, fragments of memories in her mind slowly began to coalesce into faded
photographs, eventually forming a film ying in her mind.
The original owner of this body was named Bell Salotti. Born into a poor family that valued boys
over girls, her parents supported her until she finished junior high and then wanted her to go out to
work and support the family.
The original owner refused. She cried and pleaded with her parents, saying she could earn her own
tuition money and promised she wouldn''t add to the family''s burden. She''d also send money home
each month, and her parents finally agreed.
So, during high school, Bell worked while studying. To satisfy her vampire-like parents, she sent
back most of her meager earnings, surviving on bread with just a few euros to spare. During these
crucial growth years, Bell suffered from severe malnutrition, skinny as a stick.
She attended sses during the day and worked secretly until one or two in the morning. Under this
high-intensity pressure, she had no extra time to review theplex high school coursework, and
couldn''t concentrate in ss.
As a result, her grades rapidly declined, and she failed to even get into college. The parents of the
previous owner of her body showed no sympathy for her, instead ming her for wasting three
years of study. When she turned eighteen, they immediately found a husband for her, a man who
had been divorced and had two children but was wealthy.
She was sold by her parents for a dowry for one hundred thousand bucks to a forty-year-old man.
At first, she pretended to be obedient for two days, but then she ran away when her family wasn''t
paying attention. With no money, she wandered the city for two months, doing odd jobs such as
washing dishes, cleaning toilets, and even washing feet at a massage parlor.
The previous owner wanted to earn money to go back to school, but when she went to the school
with the money, her family intercepted her at the school gate. In front of all the students and
teachers, they used her of being shameless and said that the money in her hand was dirty
money earned by selling her body.
No matter how she tried to exin, she couldn''t clear her name. She stood there, facing the sharp
gazes of the crowd, feeling dizzy under the sun. Then someone appeared in front of her and helped
her out of the situation.
That person was a talent scout from an entertainmentpany who immediately noticed her
potential and wanted to train her to be a star. The previous owner was grateful and signed a
contract without hesitation, buying her ten years for 500,000 bucks.
She had never seen so much money before and gave 200,000 to her family to sever all ties with
them. With the remaining 300,000 yuan, she bought a small apartment and finally had a home.
However, her life was not stable for long. There were serious problems with the contract, and Bell
Salotti was forced to change her name to Izabe. She was too naive and thought that Izabe was
just a stage name, but she didn''t realize that it would be a shackle that would bind her for life.
She became a stand-in and was even sent to Nathaniel, the CEO of the Krueger family. That year,
Nathaniel was very kind to her, teaching her carefully, enrolling her in violin sses, and hiring
private tutors. He gradually transformed her from the weak and ipetent Bell Salotti into the
dead Izabe.
The situation took another turn a year ago when the previous owner found out that she was just a
stand-in, but she still didn''tin and continued to be a stand-in because she loved Nathaniel.
Butter, Nathaniel wanted to send her to Brett.
She tried to resist and struggle against Nathaniel, even running away and hurting herself, but in the
end, she didn''t even have the right to die. She had offended Brett, and Nathaniel had abandoned
her. The previous owner had been sessful and even popr before he abandoned her, but she
was also dropped by thepany after he left.
Bell was caught in a trap Nathaniel had set for her from the beginning. He was waiting for her to
jump into it. All sorts of scandals surrounded her - being a sugar baby, a mistress, getting stic
surgery...
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Izabe''s hand trembled as she held her phone. She clicked on Twitter, where the most messages
were. Bell''sst tweet before her death was, "I''m leaving."
Thement section was filled with abuse, no better than the insults she had just read. Many were
even blocked for their foulnguage.
What was more ridiculous was thetest tweet about her birthday. She had just turned 21.
The unfortunate Bell Salotti, on her 21st birthday, swallowed sleeping pills at home, turned on the
gas, and quietly went to sleep forever.
She must have been desperate, right? Afraid that she might not die, she even used two methods to
kill herself. The name on the ID can only be changed once in a lifetime. Even in death, she was
Izabe. Who would remember that this foolish girl was Bell Salotti?
Izabe''s heart ached as she looked at the "Bell Salotti" in the mirror and in a hoarse voice,
whispered, "I''m sorry, Bell Salotti..."