We All Transmigrated into a Book, So Who Says I Have to Put Up With You?

[Transmigrate into a book + wicked female supporting character + giving up + no forgiveness + satisfying revenge]

The day I transmigrated into a book as the wicked female supporting character, I laughed.

Give away money, take the blame, and be a stepping stone? You can have that blessing. Want it?

I gave up completely. Let whoever cares deal with it.

And then

The male lead went bankrupt, the female lead’s reputation collapsed, and the whole plot went off the rails.

They came looking for me, eyes red, and immediately demanded:

“Why aren’t you helping us anymore? Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?”

I laughed,

swirled my glass of red wine, and said, word by word:

“What’s that got to do with me?”