Blurb：
After being betrayed and killed by her coworker Isla Vance, Ava Chen wakes up reborn on the day of her mid-year review. This time, she can see the live comments that once destroyed her career. With migraines threatening her focus and Vice President Davis watching, Ava must outmaneuver Isla's manipulations. In an office where everyone sees floating comments judging their every move, Ava turns the system against her rivals. Watch as she exposes Isla's true nature, reclaims her promotion, and takes revenge in this corporate thriller with a supernatural twist. Perfect for fans of workplace drama, rebirth stories, and villainess redemption arcs.Content：
1A live feed of comments hovered in the air, visible to everyone.
When I asked to postpone my mid-year review due to a migraine, the comments exploded.
【Wow, the villainess is such an actress. If the boss lets her go, our team’s ratings will tank.】
【Not like Isla—she works even through terrible cramps. A real pro.】
The VP instantly promoted Isla and canceled the rest of our reviews. I became an outcast.
Later, when I filed a reimbursement, the comments stirred again:
【She didn’t buy half that stuff—she bought a designer bag with company money!】
【Isla covers overages with her own cash. She truly cares.】
Finance investigated all my past claims, docked my pay, and gave it to Isla as a “bonus.”
Then, during a severe asthma attack at my desk, the comments floated by:
【She’s not sick—she’s pregnant and trying to blame someone!】
The whole office watched, cold and unmoved. No one called for help.
Only Isla came over, saying, “Ava, what’s wrong? Let me take you to the break room.”
But inside, she set the AC to 60°F, locked the door, and left me in freezing, dry air—trapped, suffocating.
When I opened my eyes, I was back on the day of the promotion review.
This time, I could see the comments too.
…
I pressed my temples, my fingertips ice-cold as the familiar, splitting pain exploded behind my eyes. The conference room lights were blindingly bright, the PowerPoint slide frozen on the title: ‘Mid-Year Performance & Promotion Review.’
My eyes flew open.
It wasn't a dream.
I had been reborn.
The next second, a dense cloud of comments materialized in the air.
【Here we go! Classic villainess move: the conveniently timed headache!】
【LMAO, no headache all morning, but the second it’s her turn to present? So predictable. She’s about to ask for a postponement.】
【Isla looks so pale today but she still showed up. Now THAT’S dedication!】
My gaze shot to Isla, sitting a few seats ahead of me.
She had a slight frown on her face, one hand subtly pressed against her lower abdomen, a fine sheen of cold sweat on her brow. She was the very picture of stoic suffering.
Sure enough, the comments flooded with sympathy.
【Aww, our poor baby Isla is pushing through the worst cramps!】
【Unlike some people! Faking sick just to get out of a presentation.】
At the head of the table, Vice President Davis was looking at me, his expression souring. "Ava Chen. Are you going to present or not?"
In my past life, this was the moment where the pain became so unbearable that I could no longer focus. I had begged him, my voice hoarse. "Mr. Davis, could I possibly present a little later? My head is killing me…"
I never expected him to sneer and immediately give the promotion to the "dedicated" Isla. He then announced that because of my "irresponsibility," our entire team was disqualified from the review process.
From that moment on, I was the team’s scapegoat.
So it was the comments all along.
Now, Mr. Davis was tapping his pen impatiently on the table. "Ava, we're all waiting."
Every eye in the room was on me, a mixture of scrutiny and annoyance. Right on cue, Isla let out a soft, sharp gasp, as if struck by a wave of pain, and spoke in a gentle voice. "Mr. Davis, perhaps I should go first? Ava doesn't look well at all…"
I took a deep breath, fighting down the nausea and the stabbing pain in my temples, and slowly got to my feet.
This time was different.
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