Chapter 2

As I lay dying, barely clinging to life, Tiffany crouched down, a cold smile playing on her lips as she leaned close to my ear:

"Sarah, I already bought life insurance for everyone in the family. That's why I suggested the Crimson Sands Wilderness. Only if you all die can I get the insurance money."

"You ruined my get-rich-quick dream, so go and be buried with my path to wealth!"

Tiffany plunged the utility knife into my lower abdomen again, and blood gushed out.

Filled with bitterness and fury, I closed my eyes amidst the joyful sounds of the celebration party.

The next second, a sharp voice exploded in my ear:

"Sarah, are you really that jealous of me?"

"The Crimson Sands Wilderness has such amazing scenery. If I take photos there, I'm sure I'll be named 'Top Pregnancy Influencer.'"

"You're just afraid I'll become a huge influencer and make you look completely useless, aren't you?"

I froze, a sudden realization washing over me: I had been reborn.

And I was back to the day Mark wanted to take the whole family to the Crimson Sands Wilderness for Tiffany's sake.

Everyone in the family looked at me with cold eyes. The sunlight in the living room was dazzling, yet I felt a chill spread through my body.

I gritted my teeth, my eyes stinging as I looked at them.

In my previous life, I was willing to sacrifice my reputation, even calling the authorities to keep them safe.

Afterward, Tiffany had a safe delivery, and the whole family was fine.

But what I got in return was a knife in my back at the baby's welcome home party.

Recalling everything from my past life, I smoothed my brows, a slow smile curving my lips:

"If you're so determined to go, then go ahead."

"I have work tomorrow, so I won't worry about it."

Seeing my calm demeanor, Tiffany was momentarily stunned.

But then she quickly smiled:

"I knew it! It's just a trip, Sarah would definitely support it."

I listened to her words, a cold laugh echoing in my heart.

A once-in-a-century super sandstorm was about to hit the Crimson Sands Wilderness. Once they went in, it wouldn't be an influencer dream waiting for them.

It would be the entire family buried alive by yellow sand, their bodies never to be found.

But you can't reason with people who are determined to destroy themselves. If they want to die, let them.

I was about to go back to my bedroom to rest when Mark suddenly stopped me, his face grim:

"No, you have to come with us."

Susan looked puzzled:

"Why does she need to come? She'll just get in the way."

Mark sneered:

"She's always stirring up drama. What if we leave, and she reports us for trespassing in a restricted zone the moment our backs are turned?"

"Don't you remember? Tiffany once mentioned using DIY baby food to feed the baby, and Sarah went crazy, repeatedly emphasizing the dangers of homemade formula. She insisted Tiffany listen to her."

The whole family's eyes on me immediately changed.

A wave of coldness washed over me.

Before, I'd warned them because improper DIY baby food could lead to developmental delays for the baby. If Tiffany had followed through, it would have harmed the child.

That's why I repeatedly stressed the importance of proper, scientifically balanced feeding, using commercial formula.

I never thought they'd see it as me just being a busybody.

"We'll buy her ticket too. She'll come with us."

Mark grabbed my phone, giving me no time to react, and bought my ticket directly.

Then, he locked me in the bedroom and told the others outside:

"Alright, now we don't have to worry about her messing things up."

"Tiffany, quickly think about what poses you'll strike at Crimson Sands Wilderness, and how to get the best photos!"

The living room immediately erupted in cheers, as if they had already returned from the Crimson Sands Wilderness with fame and fortune.

But they didn't know that I had received deployment orders from the Geological Bureau half a month ago.

I was tasked with setting up monitoring equipment in the core zone of the Crimson Sands Wilderness, and a helicopter would arrive on time to evacuate me.

As for them, with no rescue measures, I wondered if they'd still be laughing when the sandstorm hit.

My eyes stinging, I shakily dialed my mom's number.

Recalling how in my past life, Eleanor tried to get justice for me, only to be slandered, accused of extortion, and eventually died of a stroke on the street, tears streamed down my face.

This time, I would make these ungrateful monsters pay for their actions!

They must be annihilated!

The next morning, everyone gathered at the airport.

After landing, we drove straight towards the Crimson Sands Wilderness.

Tiffany was busy touching up her makeup and taking selfies. Mark was attentively holding an umbrella and offering her water.

Susan kept taking photos with her phone, muttering, "My Tiffany is going to be a big influencer."

Just then, everyone's phones chimed with a "ding--."

Emergency news alert:

[RED ALERT: MASSIVE SANDSTORM IMMINENT IN CRIMSON SANDS WILDERNESS. ALL PERSONNEL MUST EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!]