My Whole Family Faked Their Deaths novel
My name is Eve Collins. My parents, Aaron Collins and Dianna Collins, along with my sister Kate Collins, were traveling by the sea when a tsunami struck, and all three of them perished.
Leaving only me, about to start college, with a massive debt.
The tuition I worked so hard to save, along with the house Aaron and Dianna left behind, were all taken by creditors. Helpless, I was forced to work in a factory.
Working 16 hours a day, living in a rundown dorm with 10 people, eating the simplest and cheapest meals, living like a machine.
I finally paid off the debt, only to accidentally see on TV that Kate, who was supposed to be dead, had become a famous dancer, and Aaron and Dianna even shared their thoughts.
It turned out they took out a huge loan, faked their deaths, and ran off to Paris with Kate to pursue her dance dreams, leaving all the debt to me, who was just about to start college.
I went to confront them, but was thrown out and got hit by a speeding truck, dying on the roadside.
Before my consciousness faded, I heard Aaron curse, "Eve is so annoying, can't even die somewhere far away."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day they faked their deaths.
*****
My grandmother Daisy Collins's sharp wailing slightly cleared my dazed mind.
The excruciating pain of being crushed into pulp by the truck still spread throughout my body.
I looked up and saw three bodies covered with white cloth neatly arranged in the mourning hall before me.
Daisy sobbed uncontrollably beside me, "Oh, how did my son die so young?"
I almost burst out laughing, thinking, "Dead? These three people are perfectly alive."
"Mom, don't be too sad. Let them rest in peace soon." My aunt Tessa Collins glanced at me and gently comforted Daisy.
Tessa is a doctor, and the death certificates for Aaron, Dianna, and Kate were all issued by her.
At this time in my previous life, I was heartbroken and only took a quick glance at the bodies; everything else was handled by Tessa.
The next day, I received three urns and a massive debt.
I watched them coldly as they acted. Clearly, those three weren't dead, yet they put on a show of deep sorrow in front of me.
The death certificates were issued by Tessa, so she must have known about Aaron and Dianna's plan, yet she said nothing to me.
In my previous life, when the creditors came knocking, I asked her for help, begging her to lend me some money first so I could finish my studies and pay it back gradually.
The first time I came to her, she refused me. The second time I went to her, I found out she had applied to study further in Germany.
Daisy was getting old, so all the debts ended up falling solely on me.
I finally got into New York University, but I had to drop out because of overwhelming debt.
To pay off the debt, I worked several jobs a day, but the creditors still thought I was too slow. In the end, they sent me to an illegal factory.
I worked 16 hours a day, earning about 0-00,000 a month, but I only received $500, with the rest directly deducted for debt repayment.
I lived frugally, ate vegetarian meals every day, and finally managed to pay off the debt.
But I never expected that this was all a scam targeting me.
Aaron and Dianna were never dead. They borrowed a huge amount of money and took Kate abroad for her dance training, leaving the massive debt to me.
They exploited me to turn Kate into a glamorous dance star.
I was nothing but a blood bag, drained of every drop to sustain their family's glamour and dreams.
This time, right under my nose, I want to see how they fake their deaths and escape.
All the relatives and friends around were comforting Daisy and Tessa, but no one cared about me.
It wasn't until Tessa pushed me, causing me to fall to my knees, that others finally turned their attention to me.
But they werent concerned about me; instead, they cursed me, You jinx! Why wasnt it you who died?
Maybe my expressionless face angered Daisy. She struck my back with her cane.
Her force was so strong that it woke me up instantly.
A relative tried to stop her, "Hey, don't hit her, she's just a child."
Daisy just glared at me and cursed, "Maybe shes the one who jinxed her parents and sister to death. Shes been gloomy and unlikable since she was little. Now her parents are dead, and she doesnt even shed a tear."
Facing the strange looks and whispers from everyone, I couldn't be bothered to argue.
I just got up, walked forward, and while they weren't paying attention, yanked off the white cloth.
Before Daisy could start cursing, I had already thrown myself onto Kate, punching her hard in the chest.
I said, "You're lying! I don't believe it! My parents and sister are perfectly fine, they're not dead, and you can't curse them like this."
I deliberately messed up my hair, pretending to be deeply shocked, while my hand kept pounding on Kate's chest.
I kept pounding and shouting, "Kate! Kate, don't sleep, wake up quickly, don't scare me."
Every punch I threw was with full force, and to outsiders, it looked like I was heartbroken, trying to perform CPR on Kate.
But Kate lying there probably didn't feel so good.
Getting hit several times and still having to pretend she felt nothing must have been tough for her.
Daisy and Tessa's faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly stepped forward to pull me back. "Stop messing with Kate."
If you're acting, you have to take it to the extreme.
I suddenly broke free from them, rushed toward Aaron and Dianna, and as usual, swung my fist hard, pounding their chests.
I pounded as I cried out, "I don't believe it! They can't be dead. I'll do CPR on them, they can definitely come back to life."
Daisy and Tessa couldn't stop me and started cursing loudly on the side. A group of relatives swarmed in, trying to restrain me.
I figured I'd gone crazy enough, so I quieted down and let them pull me to a chair nearby to sit.
Then, I squeezed out a few perfectly timed tears.
I cried and said, "I don't believe it. Just a couple of days ago, my parents took Kate out to have fun and told me to earn my own tuition. How could they suddenly be dead?"
"Aunt Tessa, you issued the death certificate. Are you sure you checked everything? Are they really dead?"
I stared intently at Tessa, and everyone's gaze instantly fell on her. A drop of cold sweat rolled down her forehead.
She forced herself to stay calm and raised her voice, "Of course it's true! I've been a doctor for so many years, how could I mess up a death certificate? The ones lying here are my family. Would I harm them? Are you out of your mind?"
While Tessa was explaining to everyone, I glanced out of the corner of my eye at the three people lying over there.
I trust my strength; I've been doing all the heavy work at home since I was a kid.
With those punches, even if their ribs aren't broken, they're bound to bruise.
It's impressive they can still endure it, staying completely still.
Especially Kate, shes been pampered since childhood. Normally, if I accidentally bump into her, shed run to Aaron and Dianna to complain, then come back to beat me up.
I really want to see how long they can hold out.
Daisy glared at me fiercely. "Eve, how much longer are you going to keep this up?"
"Do you have to turn the house upside down? Your parents worried themselves sick over you when they were alive, and now that they're gone, do you want them to be restless even in death?"
Maybe she didnt even realize it herself, but when she mentioned "passed away," her gaze wavered for a moment.
I ignored her and just glanced around at everyone.
Daisy and Tessa know they faked their deaths; all that grief is just an act. The others are only here to pay their respects because of some distant family ties.
It's ridiculousthis fake funeral doesn't have a single person truly grieving.
I suddenly realized that Dianna's parents, Julius Wallace and Clara Wallace, didnt show up.
They live in the countryside, far from here.
In my past life, after Aaron and Dianna faked their deaths, I worked nonstop every day to pay off debts, leaving no time for anything else.
Looking back now, it's strange that Julius and Clara didnt send any news or even contact me at all.
When I was a child, I was raised by Julius and Clara, so I wasnt very close to Aaron and Dianna. It wasnt until Kate was born and I had to go to school that I started living with them.
In other words, Julius and Clara might not have known and were somehow deceived by Diannas words, so they didnt think to contact me.
Thinking of this, I blurted out, "Such a big thing, why didnt my moms family come? Didnt anyone tell them the news? Ill call them right now."
I took out my phone to make a call, and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Dianna's fingers seemed to move slightly.
Tessa came over and pressed down on my phone, looking a bit nervous. "Eve, dont tell them yet. Theyre old and not in good health. Im afraid they wont be able to handle it. Lets talk about it later."
"The most important thing now is to cremate their three bodies first. The weather is so hot, the bodies wont last a few days before they start to rot."
"Ive already arranged everything, no need for you to worry."
"How could that be, Aunt Tessa?" I wiped away my tears and looked at her with a mix of fragility and determination. "No matter what, theyre my family. Now that this has happened, how can I not do my part?"
"I just made a call and contacted the best crematorium in the city. Theyll be here within five minutes."
"Ill just take these three bodies there directly later, no need to trouble you."
Tessa got anxious. "Why didnt you discuss this with me before deciding? Cancel it immediately."
I looked up, my eyes showing some confusion. "But didnt you say its hot and the bodies need to be handled quickly? Theyll be here in 5 minutes, its fast."
Tessa said, "Oh, thats not what I meant!"
Under everyone's gaze, Tessa couldnt find a suitable reason to respond to me and became flustered.
They had already planned it, hiring people to pose as crematorium staff, pretending to take Aaron, Dianna, and Kate for cremation, but actually using the chance to send them to the airport.
But my interference directly messed up their plan.
Tessa and Daisy turned red with anxiety. They couldnt just stand by and watch the crematorium staff carry three living people off to be burned, could they?
Seeing them flushed and unable to say much, I was laughing like crazy inside, but outwardly I still maintained a mature and composed demeanor.
I said, "Aunt Tessa, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore. I know what to do."
The relatives nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
"Eve has really grown up, so sensible and considerate, knowing how to ease the family's worries."
"Sigh, poor child, just about to go to college, and something like this happens at home."
"How will she get through her days in the future?"
They spoke so sincerely, as if they had forgotten their indifferent attitude earlier when Daisy was scolding me.
In the end, it was Daisy who firmly made the decision. "Send them to the crematorium tomorrow! Let them stay at home for one more day. I only have two children, and my only son is gone like this. If you burn them right away, I'll be heartbroken to death."
"Let them stay at home for one more night, just to keep me company."
Since Daisy put it this way, I naturally couldn't insist further.
I said, "Since you feel this way, fine, I'll have them send over a few ice coffins first."
I glanced at the scorching weather outside and frowned, "It's summer now, so hot outside. If the bodies are left overnight, they'll definitely rot and stink by morning. My parents loved cleanliness the most when they were alive; how can they be treated so carelessly after death?"
What I said made sense, even Daisy couldn't argue back and just gave me a fierce glare.
When the ice coffins arrived, I called a few relatives to help place all three people inside and turned on the low-temperature switch.
I silently lowered the air conditioner temperature a bit more.
Let them stay frozen for a while.
Everyone was outside, so I took the chance to sneak into Aaron and Dianna's room and rummage around.
Finally, I found something.
It was the organ donation consent form signed by Aaron and Dianna.
I called the hospital using the number on it, asked them to come over, and contacted a few media outlets.
Actually, Aaron and Dianna weren't that noble and never intended to sign any organ donation consent form.
It was just that once Kate felt her double eyelids weren't deep enough and wanted to get them done.
It just so happened the hospital had a promotion: sign an organ donation consent form, and you get 50% off double eyelid surgery.
If I hadn't just seen Kate's exaggerated double eyelids outside, I wouldn't have remembered this.
In less than 10 minutes, the hospital staff and media arrived, packing the living room completely.
Coincidentally, the person from the hospital was Tessa's boss, the hospital director Henry Foster.
As soon as Tessa saw him, she looked a bit flustered and asked with a flattering smile, "Dr. Foster, what brings you here?"
Henry said, "Tessa, is the deceased your relative?"
"They're my brother and his wife." She paused, trying to stay calm, "Is there a problem, Dr. Foster?"
"I heard the news about your family's passing, my condolences," Henry offered some comfort before getting to the point. "Here's the thing, they had signed an organ donation consent form during their lifetime, agreeing to donate their organs to the hospital after their death."
As soon as Daisy heard about organ donation, she immediately stepped forward to stop it.
She said, "Who gave you permission to touch my son's body? He's already gone, and now you want to take his organs? Do you want him to rest in peace or not?"
"I'm telling you, I absolutely do not agree with this."
It's normal for the deceased's family to react this way, and many of the elderly present also showed disapproving looks.
"Exactly, even after death, they still have to endure this."
"Such disrespect to the deceased."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and Tessa pretended to look a bit troubled.
She said, "Dr. Foster, I'm sorry, our family really didn't know about this. How about we just forget it?"
Henry took out a copy and handed it to her. "You can take a look. As a part of the hospital, you should understand this. The dead can't come back to life, but his organs can save more people."
Tessa took the document, and it clearly showed Aaron and Dianna's signatures, fingerprints, and the hospital's official seal.
She tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "But we, the family, really can't accept this. How about we just let it go?"
Henry waved his hand. "It's quite a coincidence. You know the billionaire Bruce Sterling, right? His son has heart failure and is hospitalized in our hospital. Bruce has been looking for a suitable heart for a transplant, but he hasn't found one yet."
"The database shows that your brother's heart is a perfect match. When he was still alive, we didn't bring this up."
"It's quite a coincidence. Your brother just passed away, and Bruce got the news immediately, urging us to act. Plus, he's willing to offer ten million dollars as compensation to the deceased's family."
That's ten million dollars!
All the relatives present were stunned by that number.
"An average person couldn't earn ten million dollars in a lifetime."
"This billionaire is being way too generous."
The crowd, who had just been talking about refusing organ donation, fell silent now.
That's ten million dollars. An average person couldn't make that in a lifetime.
At first, everyone looked at me with pity, thinking I was about to become an orphan and wondering how I would manage my life afterward.
Now everyone's eyes are filled with jealousy and greed.
For an orphan like me, suddenly holding ten million dollars is like carrying a piece of fresh meat into a pack of wolves.
Everyone's probably scheming how to get money out of me.
I know exactly what these people are thinking.
I rubbed my eyes, making them look swollen and bloodshot, as if I had just been crying.
I took two steps forward and said to Henry, "Since my dad's heart can save someone, then go ahead and take it. He loved doing good deeds when he was alive, always donating money. If he knew he could save someone, he'd definitely be very happy."
I then said to all the relatives, "You are all my elders, and this matter has troubled you a lot. After my parents and sister are buried, I'll take out 0-0 million from the money given by the tycoon to cover grandma's retirement and my college expenses."
"The remaining money, I will divide equally among everyone as a token of gratitude for your hard work."
There were only a dozen or so relatives present, and splitting it evenly, each could get seven to eight hundred thousand dollars.
This is practically a windfall.
Everyone looked at each other, and after a moment, someone finally stepped forward and said, "Since you've said so, we won't hold back."
"Now we need to take the bodies to the hospital for organ retrieval, right? Everyone, lend a hand and help carry them up!"
The relatives helped lift the person along with the coffin onto the vehicle. Nearby media reporters recorded the entire process, broadcasting the scene live.
Netizens also started buzzing with discussions.
[Oh my god, a single heart is worth ten million dollars? I've never seen that much money in my life!]
[Bruce is the richest man. His assets exceed billions of dollars, so this amount is nothing to him.]
[I initially thought she was quite pitiful, losing her parents and sister, leaving her all alone. I didn't expect the plot twist to come so quickly.]
[And she's not greedy either. Her grandma is so old, and she still has to go to school. She only took a million dollars and gave the rest to her relatives. No matter what, for the sake of the money, these relatives should help them out with things now and then.]
[She's pretty smart.]
Daisy and Tessa stood aside, completely stunned.
Daisy anxiously pushed Tessa. "Go stop them! You can't really let them take your brother's heart!"
Tessa watched the busy crowd in front of her, but she had her own plans in mind.
She had originally agreed to help Aaron get a fake death certificate and secretly send them abroad. Aaron promised her $200,000, enough for her to study in Germany.
If Aaron's heart was really taken, as his sister, she should be able to get nearly a million dollars.
This was much more cost-effective than $200,000.
Having made up her mind, she let out a cold smile and reassured Daisy, "Mom, there are so many people here now, and cameras are recording. Rushing in to stop them will only cause trouble. Let them take him to the hospital first. Once we're there, I'll figure out a way to help Aaron escape."
Daisy was extremely anxious, but hearing this, she could only nod reluctantly. "You must hurry to the hospital and stay with him! Make sure nothing really happens to him!"
Tessa said, "Don't worry, Mom."
After sending Aaron to the hospital, Daisy initially wanted to persuade the relatives to go home and rest.
After all, there were still two living people lying in the ice coffin, and they definitely wouldn't be able to endure it.
But the relatives were unwilling to leave, insisting on staying.
"We didn't do much, but took so much money, we really feel bad about it. Let us stay a bit longer, at least to show some care."
"Exactly, we didn't do much but took so much money, it feels uneasy. You go rest first, we'll take care of things here."
The group half-persuaded and half-forced Daisy back to her room, then grabbed a few stools, sat down, and started chatting.
"Everyone, have some coffee. Thanks for your hard work tonight." I brewed a pot of coffee and poured a cup for everyone present to help them stay alert.
After all, in the middle of the night, you never know if something might suddenly pop out.
I glanced at the two people in the ice coffin and smiled subtly.
The internet is flooded with news about the richest man spending ten million dollars for his sons heart transplant.
Im really curious about what Tessa can do to make my dad leave.
Chatting made time fly. At dawn, the crematorium sent a vehicle to pick up the bodies.
Relatives got up one after another to help, lifting Dianna and Kate onto the vehicle.
Daisy wanted to stop them but didnt know what to say.
Tessa wasnt by her side at the moment, so no matter how anxious she was, she could only watch as Dianna and Kate were sent into the cremation furnace.
"Can't cremate, can't cremate," she muttered incessantly, her eyes fixed on the cremation furnace.
"Grandma, what are you saying?" I turned my head to look. "This is the highest standard I specially arrangedone person per furnace, clean and dignified. After it's done, we can even go in and pick out the ashes ourselves."
"When my dad's surgery is over, it'll be the same process."
"Can't cremate!" Her voice was small, only I could hear it. "They're not even dead yet!"
I didn't respond, just smiled faintly.
I thought, "Facing death already, and they still won't get up?"
At that moment, the crematorium staff ran out screaming.
Closely following behind the staff were Dianna and Kate.
Their faces were smudged with ash, hair slightly messy, looking both disheveled and comical.
The relatives who followed instinctively wanted to run but abruptly stopped, probably thinking about those hundreds of thousands of dollars.
A bold relative stepped forward and asked, "What on earth is going on? Are they dead or not?"
"Of course, I'm not dead!" Kate couldn't hold back and shouted first, "You just stood there watching us being sent for cremation?"
Someone tentatively picked up a small stone and threw it, hitting Dianna's shoulder. Only after hearing a cry of pain did they feel relieved.
"It hurts! She's really alive!"
"This is coming back to life!"
Leaving only me, about to start college, with a massive debt.
The tuition I worked so hard to save, along with the house Aaron and Dianna left behind, were all taken by creditors. Helpless, I was forced to work in a factory.
Working 16 hours a day, living in a rundown dorm with 10 people, eating the simplest and cheapest meals, living like a machine.
I finally paid off the debt, only to accidentally see on TV that Kate, who was supposed to be dead, had become a famous dancer, and Aaron and Dianna even shared their thoughts.
It turned out they took out a huge loan, faked their deaths, and ran off to Paris with Kate to pursue her dance dreams, leaving all the debt to me, who was just about to start college.
I went to confront them, but was thrown out and got hit by a speeding truck, dying on the roadside.
Before my consciousness faded, I heard Aaron curse, "Eve is so annoying, can't even die somewhere far away."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day they faked their deaths.
*****
My grandmother Daisy Collins's sharp wailing slightly cleared my dazed mind.
The excruciating pain of being crushed into pulp by the truck still spread throughout my body.
I looked up and saw three bodies covered with white cloth neatly arranged in the mourning hall before me.
Daisy sobbed uncontrollably beside me, "Oh, how did my son die so young?"
I almost burst out laughing, thinking, "Dead? These three people are perfectly alive."
"Mom, don't be too sad. Let them rest in peace soon." My aunt Tessa Collins glanced at me and gently comforted Daisy.
Tessa is a doctor, and the death certificates for Aaron, Dianna, and Kate were all issued by her.
At this time in my previous life, I was heartbroken and only took a quick glance at the bodies; everything else was handled by Tessa.
The next day, I received three urns and a massive debt.
I watched them coldly as they acted. Clearly, those three weren't dead, yet they put on a show of deep sorrow in front of me.
The death certificates were issued by Tessa, so she must have known about Aaron and Dianna's plan, yet she said nothing to me.
In my previous life, when the creditors came knocking, I asked her for help, begging her to lend me some money first so I could finish my studies and pay it back gradually.
The first time I came to her, she refused me. The second time I went to her, I found out she had applied to study further in Germany.
Daisy was getting old, so all the debts ended up falling solely on me.
I finally got into New York University, but I had to drop out because of overwhelming debt.
To pay off the debt, I worked several jobs a day, but the creditors still thought I was too slow. In the end, they sent me to an illegal factory.
I worked 16 hours a day, earning about 0-00,000 a month, but I only received $500, with the rest directly deducted for debt repayment.
I lived frugally, ate vegetarian meals every day, and finally managed to pay off the debt.
But I never expected that this was all a scam targeting me.
Aaron and Dianna were never dead. They borrowed a huge amount of money and took Kate abroad for her dance training, leaving the massive debt to me.
They exploited me to turn Kate into a glamorous dance star.
I was nothing but a blood bag, drained of every drop to sustain their family's glamour and dreams.
This time, right under my nose, I want to see how they fake their deaths and escape.
All the relatives and friends around were comforting Daisy and Tessa, but no one cared about me.
It wasn't until Tessa pushed me, causing me to fall to my knees, that others finally turned their attention to me.
But they werent concerned about me; instead, they cursed me, You jinx! Why wasnt it you who died?
Maybe my expressionless face angered Daisy. She struck my back with her cane.
Her force was so strong that it woke me up instantly.
A relative tried to stop her, "Hey, don't hit her, she's just a child."
Daisy just glared at me and cursed, "Maybe shes the one who jinxed her parents and sister to death. Shes been gloomy and unlikable since she was little. Now her parents are dead, and she doesnt even shed a tear."
Facing the strange looks and whispers from everyone, I couldn't be bothered to argue.
I just got up, walked forward, and while they weren't paying attention, yanked off the white cloth.
Before Daisy could start cursing, I had already thrown myself onto Kate, punching her hard in the chest.
I said, "You're lying! I don't believe it! My parents and sister are perfectly fine, they're not dead, and you can't curse them like this."
I deliberately messed up my hair, pretending to be deeply shocked, while my hand kept pounding on Kate's chest.
I kept pounding and shouting, "Kate! Kate, don't sleep, wake up quickly, don't scare me."
Every punch I threw was with full force, and to outsiders, it looked like I was heartbroken, trying to perform CPR on Kate.
But Kate lying there probably didn't feel so good.
Getting hit several times and still having to pretend she felt nothing must have been tough for her.
Daisy and Tessa's faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly stepped forward to pull me back. "Stop messing with Kate."
If you're acting, you have to take it to the extreme.
I suddenly broke free from them, rushed toward Aaron and Dianna, and as usual, swung my fist hard, pounding their chests.
I pounded as I cried out, "I don't believe it! They can't be dead. I'll do CPR on them, they can definitely come back to life."
Daisy and Tessa couldn't stop me and started cursing loudly on the side. A group of relatives swarmed in, trying to restrain me.
I figured I'd gone crazy enough, so I quieted down and let them pull me to a chair nearby to sit.
Then, I squeezed out a few perfectly timed tears.
I cried and said, "I don't believe it. Just a couple of days ago, my parents took Kate out to have fun and told me to earn my own tuition. How could they suddenly be dead?"
"Aunt Tessa, you issued the death certificate. Are you sure you checked everything? Are they really dead?"
I stared intently at Tessa, and everyone's gaze instantly fell on her. A drop of cold sweat rolled down her forehead.
She forced herself to stay calm and raised her voice, "Of course it's true! I've been a doctor for so many years, how could I mess up a death certificate? The ones lying here are my family. Would I harm them? Are you out of your mind?"
While Tessa was explaining to everyone, I glanced out of the corner of my eye at the three people lying over there.
I trust my strength; I've been doing all the heavy work at home since I was a kid.
With those punches, even if their ribs aren't broken, they're bound to bruise.
It's impressive they can still endure it, staying completely still.
Especially Kate, shes been pampered since childhood. Normally, if I accidentally bump into her, shed run to Aaron and Dianna to complain, then come back to beat me up.
I really want to see how long they can hold out.
Daisy glared at me fiercely. "Eve, how much longer are you going to keep this up?"
"Do you have to turn the house upside down? Your parents worried themselves sick over you when they were alive, and now that they're gone, do you want them to be restless even in death?"
Maybe she didnt even realize it herself, but when she mentioned "passed away," her gaze wavered for a moment.
I ignored her and just glanced around at everyone.
Daisy and Tessa know they faked their deaths; all that grief is just an act. The others are only here to pay their respects because of some distant family ties.
It's ridiculousthis fake funeral doesn't have a single person truly grieving.
I suddenly realized that Dianna's parents, Julius Wallace and Clara Wallace, didnt show up.
They live in the countryside, far from here.
In my past life, after Aaron and Dianna faked their deaths, I worked nonstop every day to pay off debts, leaving no time for anything else.
Looking back now, it's strange that Julius and Clara didnt send any news or even contact me at all.
When I was a child, I was raised by Julius and Clara, so I wasnt very close to Aaron and Dianna. It wasnt until Kate was born and I had to go to school that I started living with them.
In other words, Julius and Clara might not have known and were somehow deceived by Diannas words, so they didnt think to contact me.
Thinking of this, I blurted out, "Such a big thing, why didnt my moms family come? Didnt anyone tell them the news? Ill call them right now."
I took out my phone to make a call, and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Dianna's fingers seemed to move slightly.
Tessa came over and pressed down on my phone, looking a bit nervous. "Eve, dont tell them yet. Theyre old and not in good health. Im afraid they wont be able to handle it. Lets talk about it later."
"The most important thing now is to cremate their three bodies first. The weather is so hot, the bodies wont last a few days before they start to rot."
"Ive already arranged everything, no need for you to worry."
"How could that be, Aunt Tessa?" I wiped away my tears and looked at her with a mix of fragility and determination. "No matter what, theyre my family. Now that this has happened, how can I not do my part?"
"I just made a call and contacted the best crematorium in the city. Theyll be here within five minutes."
"Ill just take these three bodies there directly later, no need to trouble you."
Tessa got anxious. "Why didnt you discuss this with me before deciding? Cancel it immediately."
I looked up, my eyes showing some confusion. "But didnt you say its hot and the bodies need to be handled quickly? Theyll be here in 5 minutes, its fast."
Tessa said, "Oh, thats not what I meant!"
Under everyone's gaze, Tessa couldnt find a suitable reason to respond to me and became flustered.
They had already planned it, hiring people to pose as crematorium staff, pretending to take Aaron, Dianna, and Kate for cremation, but actually using the chance to send them to the airport.
But my interference directly messed up their plan.
Tessa and Daisy turned red with anxiety. They couldnt just stand by and watch the crematorium staff carry three living people off to be burned, could they?
Seeing them flushed and unable to say much, I was laughing like crazy inside, but outwardly I still maintained a mature and composed demeanor.
I said, "Aunt Tessa, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore. I know what to do."
The relatives nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
"Eve has really grown up, so sensible and considerate, knowing how to ease the family's worries."
"Sigh, poor child, just about to go to college, and something like this happens at home."
"How will she get through her days in the future?"
They spoke so sincerely, as if they had forgotten their indifferent attitude earlier when Daisy was scolding me.
In the end, it was Daisy who firmly made the decision. "Send them to the crematorium tomorrow! Let them stay at home for one more day. I only have two children, and my only son is gone like this. If you burn them right away, I'll be heartbroken to death."
"Let them stay at home for one more night, just to keep me company."
Since Daisy put it this way, I naturally couldn't insist further.
I said, "Since you feel this way, fine, I'll have them send over a few ice coffins first."
I glanced at the scorching weather outside and frowned, "It's summer now, so hot outside. If the bodies are left overnight, they'll definitely rot and stink by morning. My parents loved cleanliness the most when they were alive; how can they be treated so carelessly after death?"
What I said made sense, even Daisy couldn't argue back and just gave me a fierce glare.
When the ice coffins arrived, I called a few relatives to help place all three people inside and turned on the low-temperature switch.
I silently lowered the air conditioner temperature a bit more.
Let them stay frozen for a while.
Everyone was outside, so I took the chance to sneak into Aaron and Dianna's room and rummage around.
Finally, I found something.
It was the organ donation consent form signed by Aaron and Dianna.
I called the hospital using the number on it, asked them to come over, and contacted a few media outlets.
Actually, Aaron and Dianna weren't that noble and never intended to sign any organ donation consent form.
It was just that once Kate felt her double eyelids weren't deep enough and wanted to get them done.
It just so happened the hospital had a promotion: sign an organ donation consent form, and you get 50% off double eyelid surgery.
If I hadn't just seen Kate's exaggerated double eyelids outside, I wouldn't have remembered this.
In less than 10 minutes, the hospital staff and media arrived, packing the living room completely.
Coincidentally, the person from the hospital was Tessa's boss, the hospital director Henry Foster.
As soon as Tessa saw him, she looked a bit flustered and asked with a flattering smile, "Dr. Foster, what brings you here?"
Henry said, "Tessa, is the deceased your relative?"
"They're my brother and his wife." She paused, trying to stay calm, "Is there a problem, Dr. Foster?"
"I heard the news about your family's passing, my condolences," Henry offered some comfort before getting to the point. "Here's the thing, they had signed an organ donation consent form during their lifetime, agreeing to donate their organs to the hospital after their death."
As soon as Daisy heard about organ donation, she immediately stepped forward to stop it.
She said, "Who gave you permission to touch my son's body? He's already gone, and now you want to take his organs? Do you want him to rest in peace or not?"
"I'm telling you, I absolutely do not agree with this."
It's normal for the deceased's family to react this way, and many of the elderly present also showed disapproving looks.
"Exactly, even after death, they still have to endure this."
"Such disrespect to the deceased."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and Tessa pretended to look a bit troubled.
She said, "Dr. Foster, I'm sorry, our family really didn't know about this. How about we just forget it?"
Henry took out a copy and handed it to her. "You can take a look. As a part of the hospital, you should understand this. The dead can't come back to life, but his organs can save more people."
Tessa took the document, and it clearly showed Aaron and Dianna's signatures, fingerprints, and the hospital's official seal.
She tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "But we, the family, really can't accept this. How about we just let it go?"
Henry waved his hand. "It's quite a coincidence. You know the billionaire Bruce Sterling, right? His son has heart failure and is hospitalized in our hospital. Bruce has been looking for a suitable heart for a transplant, but he hasn't found one yet."
"The database shows that your brother's heart is a perfect match. When he was still alive, we didn't bring this up."
"It's quite a coincidence. Your brother just passed away, and Bruce got the news immediately, urging us to act. Plus, he's willing to offer ten million dollars as compensation to the deceased's family."
That's ten million dollars!
All the relatives present were stunned by that number.
"An average person couldn't earn ten million dollars in a lifetime."
"This billionaire is being way too generous."
The crowd, who had just been talking about refusing organ donation, fell silent now.
That's ten million dollars. An average person couldn't make that in a lifetime.
At first, everyone looked at me with pity, thinking I was about to become an orphan and wondering how I would manage my life afterward.
Now everyone's eyes are filled with jealousy and greed.
For an orphan like me, suddenly holding ten million dollars is like carrying a piece of fresh meat into a pack of wolves.
Everyone's probably scheming how to get money out of me.
I know exactly what these people are thinking.
I rubbed my eyes, making them look swollen and bloodshot, as if I had just been crying.
I took two steps forward and said to Henry, "Since my dad's heart can save someone, then go ahead and take it. He loved doing good deeds when he was alive, always donating money. If he knew he could save someone, he'd definitely be very happy."
I then said to all the relatives, "You are all my elders, and this matter has troubled you a lot. After my parents and sister are buried, I'll take out 0-0 million from the money given by the tycoon to cover grandma's retirement and my college expenses."
"The remaining money, I will divide equally among everyone as a token of gratitude for your hard work."
There were only a dozen or so relatives present, and splitting it evenly, each could get seven to eight hundred thousand dollars.
This is practically a windfall.
Everyone looked at each other, and after a moment, someone finally stepped forward and said, "Since you've said so, we won't hold back."
"Now we need to take the bodies to the hospital for organ retrieval, right? Everyone, lend a hand and help carry them up!"
The relatives helped lift the person along with the coffin onto the vehicle. Nearby media reporters recorded the entire process, broadcasting the scene live.
Netizens also started buzzing with discussions.
[Oh my god, a single heart is worth ten million dollars? I've never seen that much money in my life!]
[Bruce is the richest man. His assets exceed billions of dollars, so this amount is nothing to him.]
[I initially thought she was quite pitiful, losing her parents and sister, leaving her all alone. I didn't expect the plot twist to come so quickly.]
[And she's not greedy either. Her grandma is so old, and she still has to go to school. She only took a million dollars and gave the rest to her relatives. No matter what, for the sake of the money, these relatives should help them out with things now and then.]
[She's pretty smart.]
Daisy and Tessa stood aside, completely stunned.
Daisy anxiously pushed Tessa. "Go stop them! You can't really let them take your brother's heart!"
Tessa watched the busy crowd in front of her, but she had her own plans in mind.
She had originally agreed to help Aaron get a fake death certificate and secretly send them abroad. Aaron promised her $200,000, enough for her to study in Germany.
If Aaron's heart was really taken, as his sister, she should be able to get nearly a million dollars.
This was much more cost-effective than $200,000.
Having made up her mind, she let out a cold smile and reassured Daisy, "Mom, there are so many people here now, and cameras are recording. Rushing in to stop them will only cause trouble. Let them take him to the hospital first. Once we're there, I'll figure out a way to help Aaron escape."
Daisy was extremely anxious, but hearing this, she could only nod reluctantly. "You must hurry to the hospital and stay with him! Make sure nothing really happens to him!"
Tessa said, "Don't worry, Mom."
After sending Aaron to the hospital, Daisy initially wanted to persuade the relatives to go home and rest.
After all, there were still two living people lying in the ice coffin, and they definitely wouldn't be able to endure it.
But the relatives were unwilling to leave, insisting on staying.
"We didn't do much, but took so much money, we really feel bad about it. Let us stay a bit longer, at least to show some care."
"Exactly, we didn't do much but took so much money, it feels uneasy. You go rest first, we'll take care of things here."
The group half-persuaded and half-forced Daisy back to her room, then grabbed a few stools, sat down, and started chatting.
"Everyone, have some coffee. Thanks for your hard work tonight." I brewed a pot of coffee and poured a cup for everyone present to help them stay alert.
After all, in the middle of the night, you never know if something might suddenly pop out.
I glanced at the two people in the ice coffin and smiled subtly.
The internet is flooded with news about the richest man spending ten million dollars for his sons heart transplant.
Im really curious about what Tessa can do to make my dad leave.
Chatting made time fly. At dawn, the crematorium sent a vehicle to pick up the bodies.
Relatives got up one after another to help, lifting Dianna and Kate onto the vehicle.
Daisy wanted to stop them but didnt know what to say.
Tessa wasnt by her side at the moment, so no matter how anxious she was, she could only watch as Dianna and Kate were sent into the cremation furnace.
"Can't cremate, can't cremate," she muttered incessantly, her eyes fixed on the cremation furnace.
"Grandma, what are you saying?" I turned my head to look. "This is the highest standard I specially arrangedone person per furnace, clean and dignified. After it's done, we can even go in and pick out the ashes ourselves."
"When my dad's surgery is over, it'll be the same process."
"Can't cremate!" Her voice was small, only I could hear it. "They're not even dead yet!"
I didn't respond, just smiled faintly.
I thought, "Facing death already, and they still won't get up?"
At that moment, the crematorium staff ran out screaming.
Closely following behind the staff were Dianna and Kate.
Their faces were smudged with ash, hair slightly messy, looking both disheveled and comical.
The relatives who followed instinctively wanted to run but abruptly stopped, probably thinking about those hundreds of thousands of dollars.
A bold relative stepped forward and asked, "What on earth is going on? Are they dead or not?"
"Of course, I'm not dead!" Kate couldn't hold back and shouted first, "You just stood there watching us being sent for cremation?"
Someone tentatively picked up a small stone and threw it, hitting Dianna's shoulder. Only after hearing a cry of pain did they feel relieved.
"It hurts! She's really alive!"
"This is coming back to life!"
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