My "Lucky" Best Friend Stole My Life, So I Let Her Ruin Herself

Chapter 1

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I was the top sales representative at our company for three years straight.

The moment I handed in my transfer request to move to the Admin Department, the entire sales team cheered. The director signed off on it immediately.

Only my best friend Chloe, the intern who called herself the "Manifestation Queen," broke down in tears.

"Nancy, even though your sales were just lucky coincidences, I really hoped you’d stay and keep making miracles for the company!"

I smiled, pried her hands off my arm, and packed my things.

I remembered my past life. Relying on her "lucky girl" persona, she always "predicted" our competitors' bids and stole my clients right out from under me.

The pitch decks I stayed up all night making? She’d suddenly have a "spark of intuition" and pitch my exact ideas to the boss before I could.

The boss treated me like useless dead weight and saw her as the company's lucky charm.

Eventually, I was laid off. Depressed and exhausted, I jumped off the city bridge.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day she started claiming her "manifestation luck."

In this life, I’m done fighting for the top sales spot.

I’m going to set the stage and watch her ruin herself.