Reincarnated to the Day I Got a Villa

My best friend gifted me a luxurious mansion. But my time enjoying it was short-lived. One night, as the world outside lay in silence, an intruder broke in, a glinting knife clutched in his trembling hand.

"Tristan, you framed me and sent me to prison! You destroyed my family! Go to hell!" he bellowed, his voice thick with fury and desperation.

Tristan was my best friend's name. The pieces fell into place in an instant—too late. I was nothing more than a scapegoat. And before I could even speak, cold steel slashed across my throat.