By the time we arrived at the salon, the class group was in chaos.
【Wow, how can someone be so proud while freeloading? She’s shameless.】
【Don’t blame Celeste and the others. If I were them, I’d avoid her too.】
As the backlash grew, Scarlet posted a crying emoji, claiming I held a grudge and that the video was fake.
But no one was buying it.
People aren’t fools.
In a panic, she began bombarding me with messages, begging me to clarify.
Ethan also joined in, flooding my inbox with self-righteous demands.
【Celeste, I’m so disappointed in you. Isn’t this just a little misunderstanding? Did you really have to slander Scarlet like that?】
【You hurt her. You need to apologize, return the 300,000, and transfer another 100,000 as compensation. Otherwise, I really won’t forgive you, and we’ll never get back together again.】
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.
[@Scarlet — Feeling good? Having fun? A perfect match: the scumbag and the slut.]
Then I unlinked the intimate payment account and called every shop where I had a membership card.
Just in case they tried to take advantage again, I made sure no one could use those except me.
Meanwhile, right after paying for Scarlet’s perm, Ethan found the intimate payment system wasn’t working.