On Valentine’s Day, my husband took his ex-girlfriend and her daughter out to dinner. And I, like an idiot, waited all night in a rundown shack with no electricity in the middle of nowhere. What I got instead was the joyous news of him inheriting billions! I took my daughter, Stella, to his celebration, hoping to get some answers, but the security guards treated me like a lunatic and nearly beat me to death. His ex-girlfriend, Celeste, had been upgraded to the ‘official’ Mrs. Sterling. A doctored drink claimed my life and Stella’s. Before my last breath, I swore: Blake Sterling, you’ll pay for this! Heaven must have opened its eyes, because I was reborn with all my memories! This time, I sold off the dilapidated house and headed straight for my family’s sprawling 20,000 square foot villa estate. Just you wait, Blake Sterling! The debt from my past life, I’ll make you repay a hundredfold! “Dad, I was wrong! I want to divorce Blake!” I knelt at the entrance of Sterling Industries, dragging Stella with me, drawing countless onlookers. Thinking back to my past life, I must have been out of my mind! For a total social climber, I cut ties with my billionaire father, clinging stubbornly to him, marrying into a village, living on scraps and barely scraping by. And what did I get? He soared to success, then treated me like dirt, used me up, and then tossed me aside! Not far off, several uniformed security guards pointed at us, their faces etched with disdain. “Who are these hicks, daring to cause a scene at Sterling Industries? Security! Get them out of here!” “Exactly, look at their clothes. They look like beggars. How dare they call themselves the boss’s daughter?” I took a deep breath, ignoring their harsh comments, my eyes fixed on the revolving door in front of me. Oh, Dad, your daughter has finally seen the light! Because what’s better than love? Money, that’s what! “Stella, don’t be scared, Mom’s here!” I squeezed my daughter’s tiny hand, giving her a reassuring look. Stella nodded obediently. Though only four, she already showed signs of inheriting my and Dad’s excellent genes. She’d grow into a stunning beauty, destined to be a heartbreaker. In my previous life, this little beauty suffered far too much with me. This time, I’d make sure she became the happiest little princess! “Well, well, which heiress has fallen so low?” A snide, syrupy voice drifted over. I looked up to see Marcus, Dad’s Executive Assistant. That man, relying on being Dad’s confidant, always made sure to give me a hard time. “Marcus, long time no see.” I forced a smile, cursing inwardly: Just you wait, the moment I’m back on top, you’ll be the first I fire! “Heiress? Oh, I wouldn’t dare.” Marcus pursed his lips, looking me up and down with a disdainful gaze. “Miss Sterling, the CEO said he doesn’t have a daughter like you. Please stop disturbing him!” “Shut up!” I cut Marcus off. “I’m here to admit my mistake! I promise, I’ll listen to him from now on, no more being reckless!” Marcus paused, seemingly surprised that I would be so meek and humble. “Hmph, if only you’d thought of that sooner.” He scoffed, his tone softening slightly. “Alright, I’ll reluctantly go inform him for you, but I can’t guarantee the CEO will see you.” With that, Marcus turned and walked into the revolving door. A biting wind howled, making Stella and me shiver. But this was my crucial step to changing my destiny! Blake Sterling, Celeste, just you wait! What’s mine, I’ll take back, one piece at a time! What you owe me, I’ll make you repay twofold!
Good thing I wasn’t stupid enough to sign a prenuptial agreement back then. This time, I had to fight for Stella’s and my own survival. Stella and I stood outside the imposing gate of Blake’s mansion. The security guards eyed us like thieves, scanning us several times, confirming we were wearing cheap clothes, and growing even more impatient. “What do you want? This is private property, get out of here!” I took a deep breath, telling myself to stay calm, not to stoop to their level. “Please tell Blake Sterling that his ex-wife is here with his daughter to see him.” The guard sneered, “You say you’re Mr. Sterling’s ex-wife? There are plenty of women claiming to be his wife these days! Mr. Sterling is very busy now, he doesn’t have time for your kind. Beat it!” I had expected this. After all, the current Blake Sterling was a high and mighty heir to a fortune. How could he remember the ‘rags-to-riches’ wife he conveniently forgot? I stepped back a few paces, pulling Stella with me, and yelled at the top of my lungs: “Everyone, come see! Blake Sterling swore undying love to me back then! He promised to be good to me forever, but now that he’s rich, he throws me and his daughter aside! Is there any justice left in this world?” Blake’s mansion was in a wealthy neighborhood, surrounded by affluent residents. Hearing my shouts, people immediately gathered, curious. “Oh dear, these days, there are too many women who tried to hook a rich guy and failed, aren’t there?” “Look how shabbily dressed the mother and daughter are. They must be trying to extort money.” “Mr. Sterling is known as a good man; he dotes on his wife and children. How could he abandon them?” Listening to the whispers around me, I smirked inwardly. Blake Sterling, you acted all high and mighty, but today, I’m going to rip off your mask! I pulled out a copy from my canvas bag and held it over my head. ***截断点***
“Everyone, look closely! This is a guarantee letter Blake Sterling personally wrote years ago, all here, in black and white! If he denies it, I’ll go to the media and publicly disgrace him!” Inside the surveillance room, the butler’s face changed drastically when he saw the contents of the guarantee letter. He quickly ordered the guards, “Stay here. I’ll go inform Mr. Sterling.” Sure enough, not long after. Blake Sterling walked out of the villa, his face dark. Behind him trailed Celeste, dressed in a Chanel suit. The butler pointed at me and said to Blake: “Mr. Sterling, it’s this woman. She claims to be your ex-wife. I think she’s crazy. Should I kick her out?” Blake’s eyes were dark and menacing as he stared at me. “Look up.” I curled my lips into a smile and slowly raised my head. The moment he saw me, Blake’s face went pale. “Scarlett? Is that really you? How did you get here?” He quickly walked up to me, lowering his voice. “Didn’t I make it clear on the phone? I’ve already called the police. This won’t end well for you if you keep this up!” Five years had passed, and Blake was even more mature, more charismatic. He wore a tailored designer suit, exuding the aura of a successful man. Stella and I, on the other hand, wore cheap clothes, looking utterly miserable. “Blake Sterling, what did you promise me back then? You said you’d be good to me forever, that you’d give me and Stella a happy life! And now? You live in a mansion, drive fancy cars, yet you discard me and Stella like trash. Where’s your conscience?” Blake’s face turned ashen, but a flicker of panic flashed in his eyes. “Scarlett, it’s not what you think. Please take Stella and leave. We can settle this privately.” As he spoke, he secretly slipped a check into my hand. He gestured for me to take the money and leave, to stop making a scene. I sneered, and in front of everyone, I tore the check into tiny pieces. “Blake Sterling, do you think a few measly dollars can buy me off? I’m telling you, no way! I came here today to reclaim everything that belongs to Stella and me!” My voice was loud enough for everyone around to hear clearly, and Blake’s face grew even uglier. He gritted his teeth and threatened me: “Scarlett, what exactly do you want? I said I’d compensate you. Can’t you just calm down?” I gave a cold smile, pulling Stella towards the villa entrance. “My daughter hasn’t had a decent meal in a long time. I’m afraid she can’t wait.” “Mr. Sterling, why are you so reluctant to let your ex-wife in? Is there something you’re trying to hide?”
Of course, I knew why Blake didn’t want me inside. The mansion wasn’t just home to him now. It also housed Celeste, his late brother’s widow, whom he now publicly claimed as his wife, along with her two children. Everyone comfortably seated on the living room sofa knew Celeste was the ‘official’ Mrs. Sterling, the one Blake presented to the world as his wife. As for me, his suddenly reappearing ‘ex-wife,’ Blake naturally had no idea how to explain me. After all, he was the one who cried and begged to marry me, and now he wished he could erase me from his life. But I was here today to make him lose face. Blake stared at me with a twisted expression, probably cursing me eight hundred times in his head. Celeste’s eyes darted around, and then she suddenly walked over, taking my hand with a forced warmth. “Oh, dear sister, what are you saying? Since you’re Blake’s… friend, you’re certainly a guest here. It’s normal for him to be caught off guard when you bring your child. Don’t misunderstand, please come in and sit down.” With that, she tried to pull me towards the nearby lounge area. I coldly pulled my hand away. “You must be Celeste, right?” Celeste’s face stiffened, but she forced a smile and nodded. In my past life, I was foolish. I always thought she was so pitiful, having lost her husband at such a young age. I had no guard against her, believing everything she said. And what happened? My daughter died instantly, spitting blood, after eating a cake Celeste had given her! “No need for the lounge area. Didn’t Mr. Sterling just say guests were visiting? My daughter and I are hungry, we’ll just eat something here. And perhaps Mr. Sterling can introduce us to everyone?” “Scarlett!” Blake growled, “Are you deliberately trying to embarrass the Sterling family, dressed like that to see guests? At least change your clothes. Celeste, take her to change…” Blake froze mid-sentence, realizing what he’d said. Seeing my silence, he quickly explained. “Scarlett, don’t misunderstand. Celeste is my only relative in this family. I treat her like a sister, that’s why I call her that.” “There’s absolutely nothing improper between us!” Blake’s desperate explanation only made me sick to my stomach. The scene before my death in the last life, I could never forget it. Celeste sobbing, lying. She claimed my daughter was greedy, accidentally ate the expired cake she’d left on the dining table because she was going to throw it away. She swore that wretched child stole it, which was why she died from the poison. Blake didn’t shed a single tear for us. Instead, he tenderly embraced Celeste, his face full of affection. He gently wiped away her tears, holding her close to comfort her. He said, “If she’s dead, she’s dead. Even if she hadn’t died, I was going to marry you anyway.” “All these years, my eyes have only been on you and the two kids. There’s no room for anyone else, and I won’t allow anyone to disturb our life.” From that moment, I completely gave up. Celeste led me into a room and tossed me an old dress she’d worn, telling me to change. Blake was squatting in front of Stella. “Don’t you remember Daddy?”
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