A Beautiful Collapse

I almost laughed.'So, you do know this could attract dangerous people,' I thought.However, I was no longer the same person. The version of me who felt responsible for saving everyone else was gone.I copied Janet's tone from my previous life and answered calmly, "If a guy is willing to spend that much money just for companionship, how could he possibly be a bad person? You're overthinking it."In Janet's world, anyone with money was automatically a good person.She choked on my response, her expression turning stiff."Why are you being so harsh? Are you jealous that I can make money this easily?"I quickly shook my head. "Of course not. If you can make money, I'd be happy for you. Then, you can finally go luxury shopping with me."I knew Janet had always envied me. My parents doted on me and gave me the best life they could afford. Growing up, I never had to worry about money.In my previous life, I had felt sorry for her. She came from a run-down rural town, with an abusive

To help Janet fulfill the 'regret' she had carried from my previous life, I built everything for her from scratch. Using the actor's photos, I created a chat account and carefully crafted the image of a rich heir.Every flashy post on his feed was edited by me, polished to perfection, designed to hook Janet completely.When Janet excitedly showed off just how wealthy her 'client' was, I played along without hesitation. "Wow, he really does look like the real deal. Janet, you're exactly the type rich guys go for."The moment I finished praising her, I switched accounts and logged onto the actor's profile. Then, I sent Janet a message that looked sincere and full of emotion, like real feedback from a satisfied client.I even attached the beautiful photos he had taken of her that day.At the same time, I used a bunch of fake accounts to comment under her post.[The bag she's carrying is obviously fake. How does someone wearing knockoffs charge that much?]I did not stop there. Usin

Janet swore up and down that once she started making money, she would definitely pay me back.I acted like I never even saw her messages. I did not argue with her or confront her at all. Instead, I switched to the rich heir's chat account and nudged her from there.[A lot of my friends are actually interested in you. They'd like to meet you. However, honestly, carrying knockoffs like that… It's not exactly a good look.]Then, I started feeding her ideas. I told her how easy it was to get loans on online platforms those days. The process was simple, and repayment was manageable.I told her that women should invest in themselves, that spending ahead of time was not a bad thing.Someone like Janet, vain and easily influenced, fell for it immediately."Next time we meet, I'll definitely make you see me in a whole new light!"Then, she had found a way forward; she did not forget to take a jab at me."If you didn't want to lend me money, you could've just said so. Ignoring my message

Janet had the nerve to reply to me without a hint of shame.[Relax. I didn't use your name or any personal info. I just made up a few stories to get attention and boost traffic. You didn't lose anything, so just pretend you didn't see it.]Then, she tried to guilt-trip me.[You were the one who encouraged me to build an influencer account in the first place. You're not going to be this petty and say no to something like this, are you?]She even sounded smug about it, saying that whether I agreed or not did not matter. She had no intention of deleting the post, and I had no evidence to prove she was lying anyway.Hearing that, I sent a simple reply.[Then, I wish you success.]Seeing how easy I was to handle, Janet got even bolder. She actually turned the whole thing into a series, continuing the 'fake best friend' storyline.In her posts, I became the villain: shameless, vulgar, jealous, materialistic, and manipulative. The ultimate fake friend.Maybe it was just a reflection

By then, I was completely used to Janet's pettiness and her habit of holding grudges.I sent a calm reply.[So, what's your new money-making method this time? Bring me in on it, too.]Janet's ego instantly shot through the roof.[Someone as plain as you? With that face? You should be grateful you don't scare people, and you still think you can make money?][Stop dreaming. Making money takes looks. Just stay home and keep living off your parents like a useless burden.]Since she was so smug, I could already guess what had happened. She had finally achieved her dream and latched onto a rich heir.However, even then, Janet had not given up her shortcut of making money with her body.As long as someone sent her money, she would send back new private photos.Meanwhile, I quietly and carefully gathered evidence of all the transactions she was hiding.On the surface, Janet was still the glamorous, untouchable socialite influencer.With a little push from me in this life, it did not