I died in a cellar due to asphyxiation.
By the time I woke up again, I found that my soul had reappeared next to my three older brothers. The three of them had just returned to our huge villa.
The eldest, Ian Haldeman, and the second eldest, Will Haldeman, were holding our stepsister, Lorelei Surridge’s hands. In a kind voice, one of my brothers began, “Thank goodness we got you to the hospital just in time. Otherwise, it might take you a longer time to recover.”
Harry Haldeman, my third eldest brother, sounded really concerned. “The doctor has said that you’re still weak. You need to gain more nutrients by having nutritious meals.”
He scooped a big piece of meat onto Lorelei’s plate while saying that.
A maid standing at the side could no longer bring herself to stay silent. “Mr. Ian, Ms. Rebecca has been locked inside the cellar for three days now. She hasn’t made any noise for an extended period…”
Ian snorted and cut her off, “We’re celebrating Lori’s discharge from the hospital today. Why are you bringing that girl up?”
The maid wanted to say something more, but she stopped upon receiving Will’s and Harry’s stony gazes.
“That awful wench must be aware that Lori has a seafood allergy. So, she purposely made that seafood porridge!”
“I thought she was finally going to learn to accept Lori’s presence now. It turned out she had come up with this nasty scheme!”
Lorelei adopted a fearful expression and said hesitantly, “Rebecca was punished because of me. Wouldn’t she be angry about having been locked inside the cellar for so many days when we let her out later on?”
Ian had a frigid look on his face.
“Don’t worry, Lori. It’s our fault for spoiling her too much and not educating her properly in the past. She won’t bully you anymore after we’ve punished her this time.”
He took his phone out reflexively and started refreshing the chat window with my name on it. However, only messages from three days ago and older were shown in our chat history.
During the past three days, I had not sent Ian a message nor given him a call. His eyes burned with rage.
“That awful wench! It’s been so many days, and she hasn’t even sent a message to ask about Lori’s condition!”
