After My Soul Was Trapped for Three Years, the Truth Finally Rose From the Grave

I was the entertainment industry's number one villainess.

Even three years after my death, the waves of online curses and accusations over me had never stopped. If someone tripped while walking or if the company's stock price fell, they claimed it was my vengeful spirit causing trouble.

To ease his new lover's mind, James Gibson hired a priest to perform a rite and forcibly exorcise my spirit.

The group arrived at the villa where I once lived, only to be met with walls smeared in blood and hundreds of photos of me having sex with different men.