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My name is Fiona Owens. Because I love kids, I hid my true identity and became a teacher at the kindergarten my dad invested in. On my first day at work, I got scolded by Liam’s mom, Rylee Fuller. She said, “Why are you letting the little girls in class wear skirts? Are you trying to make them seduce my son?” “Why isn’t there sea cucumber on today’s menu? My son is malnourished, can you take responsibility for that?” “Also, my son is a genius. He must be the class monitor! All the kids have to listen to him.” I’ve met all kinds of weirdos, but it’s my first time seeing someone as crazy as her. I rolled my eyes in anger and was about to argue back when a colleague pulled me aside. She said, “Ms. Owens, don’t act impulsively. Her husband is the richest man in Los Angeles.” “This kindergarten is funded by their family, we can’t afford to offend them!” I almost burst out laughing. I thought, “Her husband is the richest man in Los Angeles? Then who is my husband?” ***** I adjusted my breathing and calmly communicated with her, “Ms. Fuller, the girls are wearing the kindergarten uniforms, and besides, such young children wouldn’t have the kind of improper thoughts you’re suggesting.” She sneered, turned her head to size me up, and snorted coldly, “I’m a parent! What kind of attitude is this? Someone like you deserves to be a teacher? Get your principal out here!” “And also, your kindergarten uniforms are not allowed to have skirts. Change them for me by tomorrow!” Today is the school sports day, and the event is about to start. But she blocked the door, leaving many children stuck inside. Beside her, Liam was making faces at us, looking smug. My colleague Maria Reid noticed my expression and quickly grabbed my hand, whispering, “Ms. Owens, don’t act impulsively. She’s the wife of Nolan Garrett, the richest man in Los Angeles. We can’t afford to offend her.” Her husband is Nolan? Then who is my husband? I quickly pulled up the class records, and her spouse’s column was indeed marked confidential. Then how did this person get in? Since she can be so arrogant, she must have someone backing her up. I suddenly got curious and wanted to know who’s backing her up! Seeing I didn’t respond, she snorted coldly with her nose up, “That’s more like it! Let me tell you, I’m very dissatisfied with you. When I get back, I’ll tell my husband to fire you!” I didn’t respond, just smiled faintly. The surrounding parents were full of resentment toward her, but out of courtesy, they just shot her a cold glance. The school sports day began in a hurry. After Principal Iris Elliott finished the opening speech, it was the student representative’s turn to speak. The student had just started to introduce themselves when Rylee suddenly slammed the table, stood up, and angrily pointed at the stage, shouting, “Why isn’t my son the student representative?” “Who did you choose? Believe it or not, I can get all of you fired with one call!” In an instant, all the parents turned to look at her, frowning in unison. I was closest to her and lowered my voice, trying to maintain order. “Ms. Fuller, Liam is a freshman. The student representative has always been chosen from the graduating class. He can have a chance to speak when he’s older.” She got furious. “What do you mean freshmen can’t go up? This is discrimination!” “What’s wrong with you as a teacher? Do you even know how to teach? If not, get out right now!” Her flailing and aggressive demeanor left me momentarily stunned. The children were waiting for the school sports day to begin, and the parents were all watching me. I tried to keep a smile. “Ms. Fuller, that’s a bit too much.” “The school sports day is about to start.” She suddenly stood up and shoved Liam in front of me. “Today, my son must go on stage to give a speech! Otherwise, you’ll face the consequences!” Liam immediately mimicked her, hands on his hips, chest out, and shouted at me with his head held high, “I want to go on stage! My mom said I’m the best! I want to speak too!” I finally lost my patience and stopped him with my hand. “No! These are the rules!” But I never expected Rylee to suddenly raise her hand and slap me hard. She said, “You’re just a teacher, what gives you the right to tell me no?” “Rules? Let me tell you, my words are the rules!”

I was stunned by the slap, my face burning with pain. Rylee glared at me fiercely. “You’re just a teacher hired by our family. You should feel lucky to even talk to me. “Ms. Elliott, where are you? Come out! How could you let someone like this into the kindergarten?” Anger surged in my heart, and I couldn’t take it anymore! I was just about to start yelling when Iris pulled me behind her. She said, “Fiona, the parents at our kindergarten are all wealthy and influential. We can’t afford to offend them.” “I know you’ve been wronged, but her husband is the richest man in Los Angeles. With just one word, he could destroy our future. You better endure it.” Seeing Iris’s submissive attitude, Rylee became extremely smug. She sneered, “Ms. Elliott, at least you know your place. My son doesn’t have to give a speech today.” She gave me a sarcastic glance and continued, “But you better discipline these teachers properly, so they don’t offend big shots like us!” My face turned bright red, and my fists clenched tightly with a cracking sound. The teachers around me quickly grabbed my arm. “Ms. Owens, don’t act impulsively! I just secretly glanced at her phone wallpaper—it really is a photo of her and Nolan. She truly is his wife!” I trembled all over. So she really is Nolan’s lover! Iris humbled herself and said a few more words, finally smoothing things over. I stepped aside to call Nolan, but no one answered for a long time. My palms were sweaty, and I couldn’t stop trembling. Just then, Rylee’s scolding voice came from the playground again. She shouted, “Why should my son run the last leg? He must run the first!” Iris wiped her sweat and tried to explain, but she wouldn’t listen to anything. She said, “My son must be first in everything. Making him run last, are you trying to ruin him?” Iris explained, “Ms. Fuller, that’s not the case. The last leg is also very important.” “This is just a friendly match; winning or losing isn’t that important.” “Winning or losing isn’t important?” Rylee glared fiercely at the parents present. “Who said winning or losing isn’t important? Do you know my son’s status?” The parents frowned, starting to complain unhappily. “Ma’am, what exactly are you trying to do?” “Can you not waste our time?” Rylee’s face darkened. “Do you people still want to survive in Los Angeles? Do you know the consequences of offending me?” Iris’s face turned pale, and she hurriedly stepped in to mediate. The other teachers also rushed over to apologize. Rylee still wore a dark expression. “If my son can’t run the first leg today, your kindergarten might as well shut down!” Hearing her words, everyone started speculating about her identity. I couldn’t take it anymore and stepped forward to confront her. “Ms. Fuller, have you caused enough trouble? Who do you think you are?” She stared at me intensely, as if hearing the biggest joke. “Who am I? With just one word, I can decide your fate.” “Do you believe I can make one call and have you kicked out of this kindergarten immediately?” Her words instantly froze the atmosphere. Iris panicked and quickly pulled me. “Fiona, stop it! Or even I won’t be able to protect you!” The surrounding teachers turned pale, their eyes filled with worry. Rylee sneered, “You’re determined to resist, aren’t you? Unless you bow and apologize to me now, you and all the teachers in this kindergarten will be fired!” Our kindergarten offers the best benefits in the country. Facing unemployment, the surrounding teachers were on the verge of tears. I crossed my arms and snorted coldly, “I’d like to see who you really are!” “Didn’t you say you could kick me out? Fine, prove it to me now!” Her eyes turned cold as she sneered, “Overestimating yourself.” With that, she pulled out her phone and dialed without hesitation. “Please, Fiona! Don’t drag everyone down! Apologize now!” someone pleaded shakily. I stared intently at Rylee. The call connected, and she spoke pitifully, “I was bullied! Do something about it!” Nolan’s cold voice came through the phone. “Who dares?” As soon as he spoke, the parents were instantly in an uproar. “It’s really Nolan! We’re doomed!” “Messing with Mrs. Garrett, Ms. Owens is doomed!” “No wonder she’s so arrogant, turns out she’s Nolan’s wife!” Rylee glanced at everyone smugly, but her voice was soft. “It’s a teacher from Morning Star Kindergarten, and she actually defied me.” Nolan’s voice softened. “Don’t cry, I’ll stand up for you. If you cry your eyes out, it will hurt me.” The voice in the microphone suddenly got closer. Footsteps came from behind us, and Nolan appeared at the school gate. He said coldly, “Who is so ungrateful? Step forward!” “Didn’t you hear what Rylee said? Apologize to her immediately! Or I’ll make you disappear from this world!” The teachers shrank back, even their breathing became cautious. I coldly pushed through the crowd, staring at him expressionlessly. “Are you sure you want me to kneel and apologize?”

Nolan’s face froze the moment he saw me. “Honey, what are you doing here?” Hearing this, the parents and teachers were instantly in an uproar. Everyone’s eyes darted between the three of us, all ready to watch Rylee’s drama unfold. “So Fiona is Nolan’s wife. Could Rylee be the mistress?” “Oh my god, Rylee is so bold, daring to show off in front of Fiona? She’s so shameless!” I sneered, pointing at Liam and Rylee, and mocked, “Nolan, what exactly is your relationship with them?” Liam immediately started crying and quickly threw himself into Nolan’s arms. “Daddy…” Suddenly, the atmosphere at the scene fell into complete silence. Everyone curiously sized us up. I laughed angrily. “Nolan, do you remember what you said when you married me?” Nolan frowned and scolded me, “Fiona, you’re going too far! Liam is just a child, do you really have to bully him?” “And also, apologize to Rylee right now, don’t embarrass her!” I felt like I heard the biggest joke, glaring at him through gritted teeth. “Are you saying I should apologize to this mistress?” Rylee stood with her hands on her hips, looking extremely smug. Liam also put his hands on his hips, righteously demanding I apologize. “Bad woman! How dare you bully us! Apologize now!” I looked at Nolan again, expressionless, and asked, “Are you really asking me to apologize?” He was already impatient. “So many people are watching, how long do you want to make a scene?” The next second, Liam lunged at me, punching and kicking. “Bad woman bullying my mom! I’ll hit you! I’ll hit you!” I let out a sneer and suddenly raised my hand to slap him. He was slapped spinning around, his body unable to stay steady as he staggered backward. Rylee hurried over to check on Liam, then angrily pointed at me and yelled, “Who do you think you are! How dare you hit my son! I must teach you a lesson today!” “So what if you married Nolan? The money is all his! He’s the richest man in Los Angeles! You’re nothing but his plaything!” Her words became increasingly harsh. But she didn’t know that Nolan was just my driver back then. Back then, I had a car accident, and he risked his life to protect me, which moved my parents. Otherwise, a penniless man like him could never have married me, the daughter of the richest man! But now Nolan had a cold expression and didn’t explain. Instead, he looked at me impatiently. “Fiona, I’ll say it one last time, apologize to Liam and Rylee!” I sneered and kicked him away. “Nolan, today I’ll show who the real richest is!” I quickly dialed my dad’s number. “Dad, I want a divorce from Nolan! Cancel all his positions and credit cards!”

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The day I was looking for my grandmother Faith Nielsen, who has Alzheimer’s, I, Esther Nielsen, met Nathan Stephens. To torment me, he told my whereabouts to my mother Anna Stewart and stepfather Wyatt Stewart. I hit my head and knelt on the ground, begging him to let me go. But while forcing himself to endure disgust and have relations with me, he also made me take birth control pills. He said, “Someone like you doesn’t deserve to carry my child.” I thought, “He’s really overthinking it. A terminally ill and infertile woman can’t possibly get pregnant.” ***** That day, Faith disappeared. I just went to get some medicine, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone. I broke out in a cold sweat, ignored the faint pain in my abdomen, and searched upstairs and downstairs several times. A kind person told me she saw Faith leave the hospital. Outside the hospital is a high-end villa area. Faith kept talking about wanting to go home, so I guessed she mistook the villas for home. But that place is heavily guarded, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering. I knelt on the ground, begging the security guard to let me in. Thankfully, the security guard finally agreed. The villa area was as big as a maze. I ran while shouting Faith’s name, completely ignoring the passing vehicles nearby. A piercing screech of brakes sounded, and I stumbled and fell. Before I could react, a tall figure was already standing in front of me. I looked up at him along the pant leg. Dressed in clean white shirt and black pants, the coldness in his eyes grew even stronger. I froze. “Nathan.” He slightly raised an eyebrow, his gaze scrutinizing. He said, “What, are you doing house calls now?” “Ms. Nielsen, your business is really expanding.” His words were harsh, a far cry from his former gentleness. I brushed the dust off my pants, smiled generously at him, and said, “Mr. Stephens, feel free to contact me if you need anything.” He took a step back, his eyes filled with blatant contempt. “I find it dirty.” His actions made the dull pain in my heart intensify. Yeah, he did the right thing. After all, I was the one who left him first. I was the one who abandoned him on the day of his parents’ car accident, the day he became an orphan, the moment he was in his deepest despair. That night, under the pouring rain, I told him, “Without your parents, you’re just a useless person.” “You have nothing now, and the money you can give me is less than the tips my clients casually throw around.” “I don’t want to bear that huge compensation for the accident with you.” He hates me. This is my retribution. He said, “Where do you work now? I’ll bring people to support you.” With abdominal cramps, I still forced myself to reply, “Thank you in advance.” I accepted all the humiliation he gave me. The driver whispered a few words in Nathan’s ear, and he got in the car and left. I found Faith by the fountain. She stood in the shallow water, smiling innocently. “Vivian, come on, play in the water with me!” She has Alzheimer’s and often mistakes me for her sister Vivian.

I took off my coat to wrap her soaked body, gently leading her out of the pool like coaxing a child. “Alright, I’ll take you home, we’ll play at home.” Back home, I started working overtime again. To get Faith into a good rehabilitation nursing home, I have to work hard to earn money. At 3 a.m., I received a text message. It was from an unknown number, but I immediately guessed who it was. [Excited? This is your welcome gift.] The next second, someone knocked on my door. The house here is shabby, and after a few hits, the door had a hole in it. The person outside looked at me through the hole, their eyes gleaming with greed. “My dear daughter, your mom and I have been searching for you so hard.” I froze all over and collapsed to the ground. A strong smell of cheap perfume mixed with smoke and alcohol hit me. It’s Anna and Wyatt. As soon as Anna walked in, she skillfully shoved the cigarette butt between her fingers into her mouth, while her other hand was already roughly searching my pockets. She spoke impatiently. “Where’s the money? Where did it go? I worked so hard to raise you, and now you avoid me. Is this how you repay me?” “Where’s the money? Cat got your tongue?” She slapped me hard without mercy and scolded me loudly. In my memory, she was never gentle with me. Other kids came home to hugs and hot meals from their moms, but for me, it was always my dad, Bruce Nielsen, waiting. Anna looked down on Bruce for being an unambitious painter. She didn’t like Bruce, nor did she like me, and she often cursed Bruce to die early behind his back. That night, her curse really came true. Bruce slipped while working overtime, fell from the scaffold, hit the back of his head hard on the ground, and died instantly. Right after Bruce was cremated, Anna brought her lover back—Wyatt, the man standing before me. Back then, I took Faith and fled through several cities to escape them. But Nathan’s casual remark made all my efforts go to waste. What a grand welcome gift. “Esther, listen to your mom, don’t upset her,” Wyatt said, leaning against the wall with a sly smile. I looked at them, feeling utterly disgusted. That year, Wyatt had just come to our home. Although I was displeased, seeing how he obeyed Anna in everything, I thought he was a decent man. The year I graduated from college, he said we should celebrate properly. At the dinner table, he got Anna drunk, and he drank too much himself. But at the moment I was showering, the bathroom door was suddenly opened. That day, he tore off his disguise. He brazenly stood in front of me, his gaze bare. The strength between men and women is inherently unequal. I struggled, shouting Anna’s name. But she didn’t respond, only the nauseating breath filled the cramped space. I struggled, my voice almost hoarse, but Anna never heard. He smiled at me and said, “Stop shouting, your mom took medicine, she can’t hear.” That’s when I realized, every time he would give Anna sleeping pills. I begged him, I begged him to let me go. But he had completely lost his mind. The tears at the corner of my eyes merged tightly with the water stains on the ground. It wasn’t until dawn that he collapsed beside me, snoring away.

Anna was woken up by my sobs. I looked at her, my lips trembling, unable to speak. I thought I would get her comfort. But seeing me covered in bruises, she picked up a stick and struck me repeatedly. She cursed, “You shameless wretch, how dare you seduce your stepfather? I’ll beat you to death.” “Why are you still alive? You should just die along with your useless father.” In shock, I stayed silent. Once it happens, it will happen countless times. Whenever I went home, Wyatt would come to my room late at night. I closed my eyes and let Anna hit and scold me. Outside, a black Bentley was parked on the path. The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Nathan’s face. His face was calm, yet he watched the scene unfold like a bystander enjoying a show. After a moment, he walked in and threw a stack of cash into Anna’s arms. “Get lost.” Anna left happily with the money, only Wyatt seemed reluctant to part. Nathan bent down to look at me, his eyes full of extreme mockery. “Seems like you haven’t saved much money all these years.” “How about this, you serve me, ten thousand dollars an hour.” “Don’t keep me waiting too long, Esther.” He threw the key card at my face. He called me dirty, yet still wanted to humiliate me. Between going and not going, I still went. This is what I owe him. But as I stood outside the door, my hand holding the key card trembled violently. Nathan was standing behind me without me noticing. He pressed down my hesitant hand and mocked, “Ms. Nielsen, this isn’t your first time offering door-to-door service, so why still act like a rookie?” Walking into the black, white, and gray-toned living room, he pointed to the doorway and said, “I don’t like this outfit.” His words instantly brought tears to my eyes. I stiffened my neck and looked at him. “What do I have to do for you to let me go?” I had just undone two buttons when Nathan strode toward me and abruptly tore open my blouse. He glared at me, his eyes fierce. “Esther, don’t act all high and mighty in front of me. Didn’t you come here for money? Don’t you just love money?” “Your mom owes a lot from gambling. You know her personality—she won’t stop until she’s drained you dry. Your grandma’s sick and needs hospitalization, but do you have money?” “As long as you agree to serve only me from now on, I’ll help you. It’s not a bad deal, right?” His words left me with no courage to argue anymore. I once confided in him completely, sharing the sorrow of my family background, never expecting him to use it against me today. I’m not afraid of threats; I’m only worried about Faith’s health. After Bruce passed away, the only one who cared about me was Faith. In front of him, I gave up resisting as he demanded. Nathan shoved me into the bathroom and ordered, “Clean yourself up.” But midway, the door was opened. I was startled. Nathan’s face was gradually replaced by Wyatt’s ugly one. That pitch-black night, that damp, miserable bathroom, felt as if it were right in front of me. I begged him, “Not here. Please, somewhere else.” He pinned my hands against the glass, accidentally noticing the marks on my wrists. Warm breath brushed against my ear as he chuckled wickedly, “So, you like being tied up.” The dense mist blurred my vision, hiding the emotions on his face. He forced me to look directly at my reflection in the mirror. My tears fell in big drops, hitting his arm hard.

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In my second year running the company, my high school classmate suddenly messaged me. [Ember, Sienna was just joking with you back then. Why won’t you even attend her party? Are you trying to make her feel guilty on purpose?] I was completely puzzled. After opening the message, I found out that Sienna Jacobs had recently found her biological parents, and today was the welcome-home party for her. I replied directly: [I’m busy.] I don’t want to attend a party for someone who once bullied me. My reply didn’t make them stop; instead, it brought some inexplicable speculation. [You’re not out of leave, are you?] [We’re all classmates. If you come, I’ll give you three hundred dollars, enough to cover two days’ wages.] Sienna also replied in the group: [Ember, it was just a joke back then, and I had already dropped out. Can’t you let it go even now?] I stared at that sentence for a long time and finally typed: [Only terrible people call bullying a joke.] Immediately, some classmates came to defend her. [Sienna is a terrible person? She’s a wealthy heiress, not even in the same class as you. Poor people just love to fuss over everything.] Sienna hypocritically replied: [Anyway, today is a new beginning in my life, and I hope you can witness it.] [We’re all classmates, I won’t hold a grudge against you for forcing me to drop out. If you’re short on money, I can even ask my dad to arrange a job for you.] Then, she posted a screenshot of her chat with her dad. Seeing her dad’s profile picture, I froze. Isn’t this my dad Gideon Jacobs’ profile picture? But I resemble my mom Tessa Sanchez by seventy percent, so it’s impossible that I’m her child. Besides, Sienna is two months younger than me. I replied with a smile: [Sure, I’ll definitely go.] ***** She quickly sent me the address of the party. The party was held at Celestial Heights, a place I’m very familiar with. That was one of the coming-of-age gifts Tessa gave me when I turned 18. Last month, Gideon borrowed it. If I only suspected before, now I’m completely sure Sienna is Gideon’s illegitimate daughter. Just a few hours ago, he sent me a message. [Good girl, great news! Your mom said she’s remarrying me tomorrow.] [We can be a happy family again.] They divorced over some issues when I was in elementary school. All these years, he never stopped pursuing Tessa, often buying me gifts and sending messages to show his care. I always thought he truly loved Tessa and only divorced back then because of relationship issues. Now it seems he never truly cared about me or my mom. I thought sarcastically, “He’s using the things Mom gave me to show off for his illegitimate daughter. What a great guy.” I finished handing over my work and drove to Celestial Heights. The once off-white exterior walls are now painted in the pink color I despise the most. Walking through the gate, Sienna stood at the center, dressed in my favorite haute couture gown I left in the manor, surrounded like a star among admirers. Beside her was a well-maintained middle-aged woman and a group of high school classmates. “I always thought Sienna had an extraordinary aura, but I never expected her to be a wealthy heiress!” “Yeah, I heard your dad bought this manor just for your coming-of-age ceremony. He spoils you so much! Even though he didn’t bring you back at the time, he still kept thinking about you.” “Sienna, you’re rich now, so take good care of us in the future!” Even the campus heartthrob from high school, Caden Lopez, who had always been indifferent to her, now spoke to her with a gentle tone. “Sienna, you’ve finally made it through. We’ve all seen the grievances you’ve endured over the years.” “When Ember arrives, we’ll definitely help you get justice. It’s a pity I was fooled by her pretending to be pitiful back then, thinking she was so innocent. Who knew she was so cruel, even forcing you to drop out.” Sienna lowered her head slightly, a perfectly timed look of grievance appearing on her face as she spoke up for me, though her eyes were filled with ruthlessness and scheming. She hesitated and said, “Even the principal back then… sigh, forget it, I don’t want to dwell on it anymore. After all, we were classmates.” Seeing her hesitation, everyone couldn’t help but start speculating. Soon, someone started criticizing me. “Ember is so shameless, bullying Sienna just because of her family background.” “Hmph, what kind of background could she have? She didn’t even wear any brand-name clothes in high school.” “If she has no background, why would the principal help her? Could it be…” “Disgusting, she was hooking up with the principal in high school? Maybe when she said she was busy today, she was actually with someone.” When everyone saw me coming, they immediately shut up, but they kept exchanging glances, looking disgusted. Some even covered their mouths and noses, as if I were something particularly filthy. Caden looked me up and down, then sneered with disdain, “Ember, no matter how poor you are, you could at least have one decent outfit, right?” Laughter erupted. “That’s hilarious, someone like her was actually in the same class as me. If I were her, I’d rather die than wear such cheap clothes.” “Wait, my boss seems to have worn similar clothes before. I heard they were custom-made.” “You’re overthinking it. How could what she’s wearing be custom-made? It’s probably a knockoff.” “Maybe she’s wearing her employer’s clothes to pretend to be rich. So embarrassing.” I ignored their mockery and calmly said, “I never wear clothes that others have worn.” “This outfit of mine is also custom-made, not some random brand.” As soon as I finished speaking, Sienna’s mom, Aurora Williams, suddenly walked up to me. She forcefully yanked the necklace off my neck. My neck suddenly tightened as the cold chain sharply scraped across my skin, leaving a burning pain. Immediately after, a slap landed on my face. Aurora sneered, “Of course, it’s custom-made, because you’re spending my husband’s money.” “Your mom spending my husband’s money is one thing, but you, an illegitimate child, dare to bully my daughter!” “Bitch! How dare you show up so blatantly at my daughter’s banquet. You’ve stolen her identity for so many years, and now you come to provoke her face-to-face. You’re just like your mom, shameless.”

Aurora’s words immediately sparked the curiosity of those around. “Are you saying Ember is an illegitimate child? Is that true?” Aurora, full of indignation, opened the locket of the necklace, revealing a photo of me with my parents as a family of three. “This is the evidence, how could it be fake?” “I suspected before that he had an illegitimate daughter, but I didn’t expect her to show up at my doorstep.” “This dress used to belong to Sienna. She tried it on once, thought it was too big, and left it at home untouched. A few days ago, I was tidying up the room and found it missing. I thought it was lost, but it turns out you took it.” After speaking, she even took out her phone to show everyone a photo of Sienna wearing the dress. In the photo, the details of the dress and the unique marking on the cuff were clearly captured, unmistakably the one I was wearing. Seeing this, someone exclaimed, “It’s exactly the same! It really seems to be Sienna’s dress, no wonder the craftsmanship is so exquisite.” Sienna was furious after hearing Aurora’s words. She sneered, “No wonder your mom never attended parent-teacher meetings in high school, she was probably afraid of being recognized as the mistress.” Hearing this, others also started blaming me. “Exactly! Like mother, like daughter. I didn’t like her back in high school either. So what if her grades were good? She always had that cold face, as if the whole world owed her money.” “Back then, she even had boys from the neighboring class fighting over her. I used to wonder how charming she was, but turns out she learned how to seduce people from a young age.” “Ember looks pure and aloof on the surface, but she’s actually wild. I heard she went to hotels every day in high school, and I even saw her hand a room card to a middle-aged man!” “My God, so wild in high school? Well, she dared to bully Sienna back then, so what wouldn’t she do?” Even a classmate who got along well with me in high school now looks at me with disdain. He yelled, “Ember, you’re so morally corrupt! I despise mistresses and illegitimate children the most, and you turned out to be both.” “Don’t ever say we were classmates. Just thinking about what you’ve done makes me sick.” Quite a few people attended the banquet, and they were soon drawn over by the commotion here, starting to point fingers at me. I looked around and found almost all unfamiliar faces. Has Gideon’s network fallen to the point of only inviting these people? But I quickly figured it out—he’s afraid Tessa will discover his affair. More and more people gathered around, almost everyone took out their phones to film me. Some even turned on the flash, aiming it right at my eyes. I raised my hand slightly to block the blinding light, then walked up to Aurora. I said coldly, “First, you spread rumors that my mom is a mistress, then you slapped me for no reason. Do you think the law is just for show?” Sienna got furious the moment she saw me talking to her mom like that. She shoved me to the ground, her tone arrogant. “So what if my mom slapped you? With my status, who dares to touch me?” “You think I’m still the same Sienna you forced to drop out back then? Even if I cripple you today, your mom wouldn’t dare say a word.” She glanced at me on the ground, grabbed the wine from a nearby attendant, and poured it straight over my head. She said, “Maybe by then, you’ll be kneeling and begging my dad for money.” “This glass of wine isn’t cheap, consider it my way of washing this outfit.” Her companion saw what she did and immediately suggested, “One glass isn’t enough, is it? Just thinking about how dirty the clothes she’s worn must be makes me shudder. Let’s all help her wash them.” Saying that, she also picked up a nearby glass of wine and splashed it on me. Seeing this, the others followed suit. “Hahaha, wash off that stench on her properly!” “Look at her, she seems to be enjoying it. After all, the cost of this wine is probably what she and her mom earn from entertaining a few men!” Caden grabbed a bottle of champagne, shook it hard, and aimed the bottle at my face to draw attention. He said, “Come on, open your mouth. Drink more. Clean yourself inside and out!” Because I sprained my ankle, I could barely move. When he smashed the bottle toward me, I could only block it with my hand. The bottle hit the back of my hand, leaving a large red mark. Sienna pretended to be magnanimous and said, “Alright, after all, it’s my party today. We can’t really cause a scene. “Ember, as former classmates, I can temporarily forgive what you’ve done before and your identity, but remember, after today, you must lower your head whenever you see me.” I endured the pain and stood up, taking off my already soaked jacket to roughly wipe the wine stains off my face. I coldly glanced around at the people who had just hurt me, took out my phone, and called Tessa. “Mom, I was bullied at Celestial Heights.”

As soon as I finished speaking, my phone was snatched away by Aurora. She yelled harshly into the phone, “I really want to see what kind of mistress could raise such a shameless daughter!” After speaking, she forcefully smashed my phone to the ground. “Look at how smug she is. Could it be that her mom has a bunch of sugar daddies?” “Then call her mom over! We’ve got plenty of wealthy ladies here, perfect for her to see and learn.” “Does she really think her mom is some kind of superhero? Sienna is a true wealthy heiress, why would she fear a mistress?” “Wow, you’re so impressive, I’m so scared.” Their words were reckless, each one an unfounded accusation. I coldly looked at these former classmates and the surrounding guests, saying in a cold voice, “I hope you can still laugh in the end.” Hearing this, Sienna rushed over trying to grab my hair. I sidestepped and forcefully pushed her away. I looked sharply at Aurora, who had been manipulating public opinion from the start. “You keep saying I’m an illegitimate child and my mom is a mistress, but the only evidence from beginning to end is that photo of me as a child.” “I’m actually quite curious now, do you have a marriage certificate? Or have you had a formal wedding?” “Or is it that you actually know who the real mistress is, but you just can’t stand me and let others insult me and my mom?” With every word I said, Aurora’s face turned a shade paler. Sienna also sensed something was wrong and grabbed my collar. “You b*tch, how dare you provoke us?” “How can there be an illegitimate daughter as lawless as you?” “Wouldn’t I know if my mom is the first wife? And if you’re really not an illegitimate child, why don’t you have the last name Jacobs?” The people who were just a bit shaken now nodded in agreement. After all, most people take their father’s last name. “Sienna is right, I almost got fooled by her.” “Ember is so vicious. It’s bad enough her mom ruined someone else’s relationship, and now she’s twisting the truth.” As everyone was talking, a classmate suddenly stood up and said, “Ember, I remember you wearing that earring since high school. It must be expensive, right?” Hearing this, Sienna’s gaze also fell on the delicate earring on my left ear. She said, “This earring clearly isn’t cheap. Your mom definitely couldn’t afford it, so she must have used my dad’s money, right?” My expression changed slightly, and I instinctively reached to protect the earring. Seeing my instinctive reaction, a trace of malice flashed in Sienna’s eyes. She stared into my eyes and said, “You’re panicking, aren’t you? Did I hit the mark?” “Since my dad bought it, I have the right to take it back.” I slapped away her outstretched hand. “This was custom-made by my mom to protect me.” “This earring will automatically alert if forcibly removed. I suggest you stop.” This earring was custom-made by Tessa after I was kidnapped once. If it’s removed, it will automatically alert and send my location. Unless I switch it to safe mode on my phone first. But my phone has already been smashed by them. Sienna sneered and said, “You think I would believe that? Besides, why would a bastard like you need protection?” “Besides, even if it’s as amazing as you say, this thing should belong to us. After all, your mom’s money all came from my dad.” Seeing her stubbornness, I couldn’t be bothered to argue and wanted to just take off the earring. Sienna noticed my movement and immediately instructed the surrounding classmates, “Hold her down, I’ll take it off myself.” As soon as she said that, a few boys immediately pinned down my limbs. I was held in front of Sienna like a prisoner. The disgust in her eyes was blatant, even more unrestrained than in high school. Her fingers twisted the earring forcefully, the sharp parts scraping my earlobe, causing searing pain. She wanted to rip the earring straight off my earlobe! But I have a bleeding disorder; if she does this, it could be life-threatening for me. I quickly stopped her. “Sienna, you know I have a bleeding disorder!” She slapped me across the face, the stinging pain spreading instantly. She said, “Ember, you used this trick to force me out of school in high school, and now you want to use it again?” “Today, I’m going to expose your lies.” Before I could react, she yanked hard, tearing the earring straight from my earlobe.

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After being abused to death by my entire family, I, Natalie Easterlin, was reborn. To treat my sister Morgan Easterlin’s illness, my parents forced me to extort money. They grabbed my hair and shoved me hard onto the road. A car sped towards me, and I lost both legs. But they were overjoyed, having received a huge compensation. Later, they pushed me onto the rooftop and exploited the sympathy of netizens during a livestream to make ten million dollars. I couldn’t bear it and leapt off the rooftop, blood splattering everywhere. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was shoved onto the road. This time, I grabbed Morgan’s arm. “Want money? Use your own legs to trade!” ***** The wind on the rooftop howled past my ears as I sat in the wheelchair, pushed to the edge. Countless comments flooded the livestream chat. [Please don’t commit suicide, no matter what, never give up hope for life!] [Yeah, come down quickly!] [Don’t you all find it strange? Livestreaming a jump, this is obviously a scammer!] [Clearly a scammer! Cheaters won’t end well!] Malicious words flooded in. I opened my mouth to explain, but no sound came out. My tongue had already been cut off. I turned my head to look at my mom, Claire Easterlin. Her clothes were disheveled, and she cried with red, swollen eyes, “My daughter is so unfortunate!” “She already lost her legs, and now she’s depressed and suicidal. Please, everyone, help us!” My hands trembled on the wheelchair, and a cunning malice flashed in Claire’s eyes. She whispered, “It’s already ten million dollars.” Tears streamed down my cheeks; my family caused my legs to be disabled and my tongue to be cut. Now, they even want to use me to scam money! I glared at Claire fiercely and used all my remaining strength to push the wheelchair away. I refuse to be their accomplice! If I could do it all over again, I’d make sure they go to hell! When I opened my eyes again, my father, Brian Easterlin, slapped me. My cheek hurt, and I felt dizzy, unable to figure out what was going on. Brian’s voice rang in my ear. “Didn’t you hear me tell you to go over there obediently? “If you dare resist again, I’ll beat you to death!” I forced my eyes open. Two people stood nearby—Claire watched coldly, and Morgan looked impatient. Beside me was the rushing traffic, and Morgan impatiently gave me a shove. She said, “Natalie, just bear with it. Once the plan succeeds, our family will have money.” I turned to look at her and, sure enough, saw the malice and disdain in her eyes. Claire saw the black car approaching from afar, her eyes lighting up as she grabbed my sleeve. “This time it’s a rich person!” I felt the force behind me, knowing that car wouldn’t slow down. In my past life, I was pushed onto the road, and the black car hit me. My legs were disabled, and my family received five million dollars in compensation, beaming with joy. This time, I grabbed Morgan’s arm and forcefully pushed her onto the road first. I said, “Want money? Use your own legs to trade!” The sound of a car hitting a person rang out. Morgan let out a scream as her body was hit and flung away. Bright red blood stained the road. “Morgan!” Claire’s eyes widened as she dashed forward like crazy. Brian was also stunned and hurriedly called an ambulance. He turned to me. “Natalie! You vile woman! She’s your own sister!” He looked at me as if I were his enemy. I sneered. “So I deserve to die?” The street was in chaos. I scoffed and turned to leave. In my previous life, after I was hit by a car, they didn’t call an ambulance first but bargained with the driver at fault. After they successfully got five million dollars in compensation, I was finally taken to the hospital. Missing the best treatment time, I had both legs amputated and was disabled for life. In this life, the person hit by the car is Morgan. She was sent to the hospital immediately. I don’t know if her legs will be healed. However, she has always dreamed of dancing on a big stage since she was a child. This dream is no longer possible for her.

I went back home and started packing. Cold water flowed through my fingertips, and the reflection in the mirror showed sharp features, vastly different from my past life. I pulled out a cold smile. In this life, destiny must be in my own hands. Not only that, but I will make them pay! After packing my luggage, I picked up the suitcase and was about to leave when my phone suddenly rang. “Natalie! You crazy woman! Get to the hospital right now!” On the other end of the call were Brian’s curses and Claire’s sobbing. I let out a cold laugh and said, “Why should I?” Brian choked, as if he couldn’t believe I would say such a thing. He shouted angrily, “What the hell is wrong with you! Get to the hospital now! If you’re a second late, I’ll break your legs!” After saying that, he hastily hung up the phone. I stared at the call log on my phone, expressionless, and blocked his number. In my previous life, I was sent to the hospital, and no one took care of me. Even the hospital bills were paid by the driver at fault; they didn’t contribute a single cent. Now, they want me to go to the hospital as a free nanny? Impossible! I pushed open my parents’ bedroom door and walked straight to the safe. In my previous life, this safe was strictly guarded by them, hiding who knows what shady stuff inside. The safe was locked with a password, and I didn’t know the code. After thinking for a moment, I decided to buy two cameras, one for the living room and one for the bedroom, both placed in hidden corners. This time, I’m determined to uncover all their secrets. I returned to school, put away my luggage, and decided I could never go back to that home. At the same time, I registered a Twitter account online. In my past life, I was disabled with both legs and had my tongue cut out, completely reduced to a useless person, barely surviving through painting. I’m quite talented in painting and quickly gained a lot of followers. In this life, I enjoy the thrill of being the butcher rather than the lamb to be slaughtered. My phone rang again. Claire’s tone was laced with anger. “Natalie, if you don’t come to the hospital, we’ll sue you!” I thought, “Sue me? What a joke. How could parents sue their own daughter?” A trace of mockery flashed in my eyes. Morgan gets endless love from the whole family, while I endure insults, beatings, and indifference. Suddenly, I thought of a possibility.

From their vastly different attitudes toward me and Morgan, it would all make sense if I weren’t their biological child. The phone kept echoing with endless scolding. “Natalie! Don’t be so arrogant! Does seeing Morgan mean it will cost you your life?” My expression changed, and I replied casually, “Yeah, what if you want to kill me?” Claire seemed shocked and choked for a moment. I looked down at my crimson nails and slowly said, “You want to sue me? Take it to court?” “Do you really think those shady things you did can stay hidden?” My tone was soft, but there wasn’t a trace of a smile on my face. Claire’s breath suddenly hitched for a moment. Her voice started trembling. “What do you mean? What shady things? Let me tell you, Natalie, you are my…” I couldn’t be bothered to listen to her nonsense and simply hung up the phone. Her intense reaction said it all. I frowned and tightened my grip on the phone. A few days later, Claire finally lost her composure and called again. I calmly looked at the four missed calls on my phone. When the ringtone sounded again, I answered at the very last second. On the other end of the line, Claire was breathing heavily, clearly struggling to hold back. She switched to a sickly sweet tone. “Natalie, Morgan misses you. I was wrong last time, spoke too harshly. Please forgive me.” She held back her anger but still had to humble herself to me, which made me chuckle inside. But I knew she wouldn’t keep up this facade for long. Sure enough, the next second, she said, “Besides, what you said last time was too harsh. What do you mean by something shameful? We’re family, you know. I love you the most.” When she said the word “love,” her tone trembled slightly, probably because even she found it disgusting. I didn’t respond. Finally, Claire couldn’t hold it in. “Natalie, you have to come, Morgan…” I lightly tapped my fingertip and hung up the phone again. It’s been half a month since Morgan’s car accident. During this half month, Claire called every day on time, as if wary of the leverage I held. Even though she hated me to the core, she no longer dared to curse me like before, only urging me repeatedly to go to the hospital. That day after school, as soon as I walked out of the teaching building, I sensed something was off. Ahead, there was a crowd, and the passersby looked at me with disdain and contempt. I stopped in my tracks, standing beside my good friend, Emma Pearson. She asked, “Natalie? What’s wrong?” I shook my head, my heart sinking, but still kept a smile. “Emma, you go ahead. I just remembered I have something to do.” Emma has always been kind to me. In my previous life, after I became disabled, she wanted to take care of me but was blocked at the door by my so-called parents. At this moment, she seemed to sense the malicious gazes around, but she ignored them and even held my hand in front of everyone. She said, “Go ahead, I’ll wait for you to come back.” I watched her figure fade into the distance, took a deep breath, and stepped toward the center of the crowd. The moment my gaze met Claire’s, she seemed to grasp a lifeline, and a sudden madness and ferocity ignited in her eyes. She suddenly rushed forward, gripping my sleeve tightly. She shouted, “Natalie, go see your sister! She misses you a lot!” The classmates around started whispering. Claire continued, “How long has it been since you went home? I apologize to you. For my sake, don’t make it hard for me.” I almost burst out laughing. She spoke sincerely, but the grip on my arm was so tight it would definitely leave bruises. I said, “Sister? What sister? Are you talking about the one who tried to push me in front of a car?” Claire’s face twisted for a moment. She almost burst out cursing but held back after glancing at the crowd around her. She said, “Morgan is still young, she didn’t mean it, and besides, you’re fine now, aren’t you?” Her tone grew increasingly sarcastic. I shook off her hand in disgust. “Don’t get so close, it’s gross.” “You want me to go to the hospital? Fine, just don’t regret it.”

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After my daughter Hannah Weber got pregnant, I unexpectedly heard the voice of her unborn child. “Please, don’t let Mom go for a prenatal checkup! If they find out I’m a girl, my patriarchal dad will definitely force Mom to have an abortion. I don’t want to die!” I was shocked. Knowing that Hannah’s husband, Oliver Weber, works at the hospital and could easily find out the baby’s gender, I did everything I could to stop Hannah from going for a prenatal checkup. I thought I had saved my lovely granddaughter Jenny Weber, but three months later, she was diagnosed with a congenital deformity. Without timely intervention, she was destined to be born disabled. Hannah was heartbroken, and I was filled with regret. It was then that I heard Jenny’s voice again. “It’s all because Dad cheated with a nurse at the hospital, covered in cheap perfume. Mom inhaled too much of it, which caused my deformity. Poor Mom! Can anyone help her?” I instantly burned with rage and stormed into Oliver’s hospital without hesitation. But I never expected that I would disrupt an important heart surgery Oliver was performing, leading to the patient’s tragic death. The patient’s family lost control, seeking revenge, and stabbed Oliver dozens of times, killing him on the spot. Hannah, upon hearing the news, was so furious that she wanted to sever our mother-daughter relationship. At that moment, I heard Jenny’s thoughts again. “Mom is just too upset and needs some time to calm down, Grandma. Don’t bother her. How could she really be angry with you?” I believed those words and chose to step back. But that night, Hannah jumped into the river and took her own life. I was heartbroken and just wanted to end my life. Before my consciousness faded, I seemed to hear the eerie laughter of Jenny, who had caused my family’s ruin. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I heard Jenny’s thoughts. ***** “Please, don’t let Mom go for a prenatal checkup! If they find out I’m a girl, my sexist dad will definitely force Mom to abort me. I don’t want to die!” Jenny’s frail sobbing suddenly reached my ears, sending a shiver down my spine and drenching me in cold sweat. I looked around and realized I had been reborn, back to the day I accompanied Hannah for her prenatal checkup. Hannah saw my pale face and teased with a smile, “Mom, why are you nervous about my checkup? Looking at you, I almost thought you’d seen a ghost.” I swallowed hard, unsure how to explain everything that happened in my past life. In my previous life, I also heard Jenny’s inner voice before Hannah’s checkup. She cried and begged me to disrupt Hannah’s checkup so she could be born smoothly. Thinking of the hardships Hannah had endured during her pregnancy and fearing anything might happen to this hard-won child, I began stopping her from going for the checkup, using all kinds of excuses to hold her back. I thought I was protecting the baby, but three months later, Hannah secretly went for a checkup and brought back devastating news. Jenny was born with a congenital chest deformity, and because the best intervention time was missed, she was destined to face severe physical defects after birth. I was filled with regret, believing it was my foolishness that harmed Jenny. Just as I was preparing to spend the rest of my life atoning, I heard Jenny’s voice again. “Grandma, my deformity has nothing to do with you. It’s because Dad cheated with a nurse at the hospital, and Mom inhaled too much of that poor-quality perfume that I ended up disabled. “I’m really in so much pain, and Mom is truly so pitiful. Is there anyone who can help the two of us? That heartless Dad of mine is still having an affair at the hospital.” Hearing Jenny’s heartfelt words, I instantly burned with rage and stormed into the hospital to confront Oliver. But I never expected that my recklessness would directly cause Oliver’s critical heart bypass surgery to fail, leading to the innocent patient dying on the hospital bed. The patient’s family, overwhelmed with emotion, retaliated violently, stabbing Oliver dozens of times and causing his immediate death. Upon hearing the news, Hannah broke down in tears. My heart was filled with guilt, and all I wanted was to comfort her, but I was unexpectedly stopped by Jenny’s heartfelt words again. “Grandma, Mom needs some peace right now. She’s angry, and seeing you will only upset her more. Please give her some time.” I thought she made sense, so I stopped interfering in Hannah’s matters. But I never expected Hannah to commit suicide that night, leaving behind a blood-written note, every word filled with resentment toward me. She blamed me for ruining her child, accused me of causing her husband’s death, and wanted me to die. I was heartbroken and just wanted to end my life through suicide. But I could never understand why Jenny wanted to destroy my family. After jumping into the lake, in my fading consciousness, I seemed to hear Jenny’s evil laughter. Now reborn, thinking of everything from the past life, I find Jenny’s cries extremely repulsive. I walked straight up, pushed Hannah in front of the doctor, and said coldly, “Get a prenatal checkup. If the baby has any issues, I suggest terminating it early.”

Hannah was stunned by my words, but the result that followed hurt her even more. Jenny, just like in the previous life, had underdeveloped chest cavity. I spoke with unusual calmness, “In that case, I still think it’s safer to terminate. If the baby is born deformed, our family probably can’t handle it.” Hannah’s eyes instantly turned red. “Mom! I’ve been married for eight years before finally conceiving this child. As long as there’s a glimmer of hope, I don’t want to give up!” She clutched my hand tightly, trembling all over as she cried. My heart clenched suddenly, and I could no longer say such cold words. The doctor sighed, provided a conservative treatment plan, and prescribed some medication for Hannah to take at home. On the way back, my heart was still very uneasy. Sure enough, not long after, I heard Jenny’s inner voice again. “As long as Mom takes this medicine and gets enough vitamins, I can develop normally and will definitely be a healthy baby.” I looked at the bottle of medicine in Hannah’s hand, silent. In her past life, the baby in Hannah’s womb developed abnormalities due to a severe lack of vitamins and insufficient vegetable intake. But can this bottle of medicine really cure Jenny’s congenital underdevelopment? The more I listened to Jenny’s confident voice, the more doubtful I became. After returning, I started going against Jenny’s inner voice nonstop. She didn’t want to eat vegetables, so I juiced them and made Hannah drink it. She said she didn’t want meals, only chips and snacks. So I made nutritious meals for Hannah and threw away all the junk food. Day by day passed, and Hannah’s check-up results were always great. Hannah happily hugged my neck and said, “Mom, you’re the best. I feel at ease with you around. Those medicines can be skipped; eating the nutritious meals you make is enough to nourish the baby.” At that moment, I almost believed I had truly changed destiny. But during this check-up, the doctor suddenly slammed the table in anger. “Why haven’t you been taking the medicine I prescribed? Now the baby has severe chest deformities, underdeveloped limbs, and is destined to be deformed at birth. Why didn’t you listen?” The doctor’s words struck me like a bolt of lightning. Facing Hannah’s reproachful gaze, all I wanted was to apologize. But Hannah, just like in the previous life, coldly shook off my hand. “Mom, why did you harm me? The doctor clearly said taking the medicine on time could help, yet you insisted on those nutritional meals! You ruined my child, ruined our family!” I didn’t know how to explain, so I could only watch Hannah’s back and cry in regret. But before I could grieve for long, I once again heard Jenny’s inner voice. “My deformity isn’t anyone’s fault but my cheating dad. He cheated with someone else, causing Mom to inhale too much low-quality perfume, which led to this.” “My life is ruined, and Mom started blaming Grandma because of it. I really feel so sorry for Grandma. Who can help us?” “Now my dad is still meeting his mistress at the hospital. If I go there, I can catch them red-handed and bring justice for Grandma!” Jenny’s inner voice seemed like a kind reminder, but every word was actually inciting me. Thinking of the outcome in my previous life, I no longer dared to rush blindly to the hospital. Since I can’t change any of this, I’ll stay away from them and stop interfering. My happiness doesn’t matter. As long as Hannah stays safe and nothing happens to her, it’s enough that they’re all okay. I know Oliver isn’t that kind of person. He’s been in love with Hannah for over ten years, and now that she’s finally pregnant, he takes care of her so cautiously every day. There’s no way he would cheat. In my previous life, I was blinded by anger. Now that I’ve been reborn, I’ve realized many things were off. I packed my bags overnight and moved out of their house. I no longer involve myself in their lives or ask about Hannah and her child. A few weeks later, Hannah gradually came to terms with the reality of the fetal deformity and took the initiative to call for reconciliation. Oliver has a stable job at the hospital and has never been involved in any scandals. I breathed a sigh of relief and started living my life in peace. But I didn’t move back to live with them, always keeping a certain distance. But just when I thought I had finally rewritten the future, an accident happened again. While I was busy doing housework, my phone suddenly rang, and at the same time, Jenny’s inner voice came through once again. She kept shouting for me to answer the phone quickly, saying something important had happened. Thinking of all the experiences after answering the call in my previous life, I hesitated just as I was about to press the answer button. But in those few seconds of hesitation, Hannah suddenly hung up the phone. I called back, but no one answered. I panicked immediately and hurriedly drove back to look for Hannah. When I rushed home in a panic, I only saw Oliver lying in a pool of blood. Just like in my previous life, a deranged woman had killed Oliver with a knife. My chest ached, and before I could ask what happened, Hannah slapped me across the face. She yelled angrily, “Why didn’t you answer the phone? You ruined our family! First, you caused my child to be deformed, and now you’ve killed my husband. How dare you stand here?”

I shook my head in confusion, unable to understand how missing just one call could lead to such a tragic outcome. Jenny kept sobbing, “Mom suddenly felt chest pain and needed help. In desperation, I had to call Grandma. Even though I tried so hard to remind her, Grandma still didn’t answer the phone. She could only ask Dad for help, but he panicked after answering the call, made a mistake during surgery, and the patient died on the spot, leading to him being killed by the patient’s family. All of this is Grandma’s fault!” I shook my head forcefully. “It wasn’t me. I’ve been trying to change, so why hasn’t the outcome changed?” Hannah gripped my arm tightly, her nails digging into my flesh. She screamed, “I hate you! You’re no mother of mine! Why don’t you just die?” She cried out and ran away, leaving me standing there in confusion. I gave it my all to avoid the tragedy of my past life, but in the end, all my efforts felt like a joke. Scenes from my past life played out before me like a script. It felt like a pair of merciless hands was pushing our family step by step into the abyss. Watching Hannah’s figure fade into the distance, I instinctively wanted to chase after her and apologize. At that moment, I heard Jenny’s inner voice again. “Grandma, you’re so annoying. Why can’t you just let my mom have some peace? She hates you the most right now. If you keep bothering her, she might really want to die.” I froze in fear, unsure of what to do. If I listened to Jenny, would the tragic scene of Hannah’s suicide from my past life repeat itself? But just now, because I didn’t listen to Jenny, I missed Hannah’s call, which led to Oliver’s tragic death. My mind was still hesitating, but my body made the choice first. I followed closely behind Hannah, terrified she might attempt suicide again. But when she noticed I was following her, she suddenly turned around and glared at me angrily. “How long are you going to follow me? You’re disgusting! Are you going to follow me even if I go to commit suicide now?” I looked up in panic, only to realize we were by the lake where Hannah had committed suicide in the previous life. I immediately rushed forward to grab her, but could only watch helplessly as she jumped in. Her hands flailed wildly on the lake’s surface, her face turning bright red. Jenny’s curses kept coming. “Grandma, what are you waiting for? You killed all of us, how do you have the nerve to live? You deserve to die!” Hearing her words, I felt as if possessed, stepping over the lake’s railing one step at a time. But just as I was about to jump, I suddenly let out a soft laugh, “Do you really think I’m a fool, letting you manipulate me?” Everything in this life seemed unchanged, but after being reborn, it was only when I witnessed Hannah’s suicide that I finally realized the problem. I finally understood why I could hear Jenny’s thoughts. There’s no such thing as a destined path—I’ve found a way for everyone to survive!

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When I was eight months pregnant, my husband, Brandon, booked eight strippers at a nightclub. His female assistant, Tiffany, sat on his lap, watching me with a mocking smirk. “Brandon, your wife looks like a beached whale! She probably broke the door squeezing in!” His employees chimed in, echoing her words. “You can’t just be a bloated balloon because you’re pregnant and stop us from having fun!” “Besides, Mr. Brandon just closed a multi-million dollar deal! What right do you, a mere housewife, have to tell him what to do?” I glared at their sneering faces, then pulled out my phone and called my father. “The collaboration with Brandon Corp can be canceled.” Brandon had no idea that his multi-million dollar deal was a personal favor my dad gave him, all for my sake. The phone call ended, and the private room erupted in laughter. “Brandon, the way she’s acting, you’d think she was running Brandon Corp!” “Has Serena been watching too many soap operas? Does she really think she’s some kind of power broker?” “Everyone knows Serena’s been living off Brandon since she got pregnant. I bet she doesn’t even have a thousand bucks to her name! And here she is, pretending she can cancel your ten-million-dollar deal.” Brandon looked at me with open disgust, his eyes full of revulsion. “Serena, you’re overdoing it! You’re a housewife who needs my money just to buy groceries, and you dare to put on an act in front of me?” Tiffany, the assistant, leaned flirtatiously against Brandon, her eyes full of scorn as she looked at me. “Serena, your body’s so swollen, you look like a waterlogged corpse! Mr. Brandon doesn’t even mind, he still takes care of you. How can you be so ungrateful?” I looked down at my body, swollen from pregnancy, and a wave of humiliation washed over me. Brandon and I were college sweethearts. He chased me relentlessly for three years. His sincerity moved me so much that I broke ties with my family to be with him. After we married, I poured my entire heart into supporting his startup. I even drank myself to stomach bleeding countless times at business dinners just to help him close deals. Once the company stabilized, Brandon gradually sidelined me, claiming the family needed me more. I had no complaints, happily becoming the woman behind his success. After I got pregnant, I suffered from such severe morning sickness that I could only sustain myself with IV drips. But I never imagined that all my devotion would be repaid with such cruel betrayal. I walked over, grabbed a glass from the table, and poured it straight over Tiffany’s head. “Ah!” Tiffany shrieked instantly, leaping off Brandon’s lap. Brandon’s face darkened. He grabbed my arm tightly. “Serena, what do you think you’re doing?” I shot him a cold smirk. “Just helping her sober up, so she can realize her place!” Tiffany quickly wiped herself, then tearfully threw herself into Brandon’s arms, feigning distress. “Mr. Brandon, I was only thinking of you! Look at Serena, her body is so swollen, she looks like a huge, puffy dough ball. She’s completely unpresentable! I was just worried people finding out you have a wife like that would make you lose face!” Brandon’s eyes were terrifyingly dark as he stared at me. He then picked up a bottle of red wine and held it out. “You better apologize to Tiffany with a drink right now. Otherwise, I’m cutting off your allowance completely. A pregnant woman like you, if you leave me, where do you think you’d go?” I stared at Brandon in disbelief, my hands clenching into fists. “Brandon, you want me, a pregnant woman, to drink to apologize?” Brandon shrugged, unconcerned. “You’re already eight months pregnant, the baby’s fully formed. A glass of wine won’t do anything.” I took the wine bottle Brandon handed me, looked him in the eye, and snorted coldly. Then, with all my might, I smashed it over his head. Crash! The wine bottle shattered, scattering glass everywhere. Brandon clutched his head, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at me. “Serena, are you insane?”

I snorted at him. “You’re the one who went insane first!” With that, I turned to leave. Brandon stepped forward and yanked my arm back violently. “You think you can just hit someone and walk away?” Tiffany rushed forward. “Mr. Brandon, Serena just stomped all over your reputation! If this gets out, how will you ever operate in the city’s elite circles again?” The others quickly joined in. “Exactly! What kind of status does Mr. Brandon have? To be headbutted by a woman? How embarrassing!” “Mr. Brandon, you still need to learn a thing or two about keeping your wife in line!” “Or are you actually scared of her, Mr. Brandon?” Everyone looked at Brandon with amusement, and his face grew even darker. “Serena, I’m giving you one last chance. Apologize!” Meeting Brandon’s vicious gaze, my own eyes turned colder. “Brandon, this is my last chance for you. Let me leave now, or you won’t be able to handle the consequences.” Brandon chuckled dismissively. “Serena, you’re overdoing it! You’re someone who relies on me for everything, who gave you the guts to threaten me?” Brandon picked up a glass of red wine from the table and brought it to my lips. “Drink this, apologize to Tiffany, and I’ll pretend none of this happened today. Otherwise, don’t be surprised when the baby’s born and there’s no one there to sign the birth certificate for your child.” I stared at Brandon, shocked. I couldn’t believe he would use our child to threaten me into apologizing to a mere assistant! “Brandon, I’m carrying your child in my belly! You’d actually use our baby to threaten me?” Brandon’s gaze fell on my huge belly, his expression turning grave for a moment. Just then, Tiffany linked arms with him. “Mr. Brandon, if you don’t lay down the law for Serena today, she’ll walk all over you from now on.” Derek, the financial manager, with a stripper draped over each arm, walked over. “Mr. Brandon is worth so much, he can have as many kids as he wants later. You think one baby can control him? Serena, you’re too naive.” After hearing their words, Brandon looked at me with even more disdain. “Serena, don’t think that just because you’re pregnant, the whole world revolves around you. You will drink this wine today, whether you want to or not.” With that, Brandon reached out and grabbed the back of my neck, forcefully pouring the wine into my mouth. I bit down hard, but Brandon used the glass to pry my mouth open. The dark red wine, mixed with a metallic taste, flooded my throat. I felt a sudden wave of nausea, and a sharp, twisting pain shot through my abdomen. Then I heard a soft ‘pop,’ and a warm gush flowed down my thighs. I gasped, clutching my belly in a panic. “Brandon, my water broke! Take me to the hospital, quickly!”

Brandon stared at the growing puddle beneath me, a flicker of panic in his eyes. “Okay, I’ll take you to the hospital right away.” Just as Brandon reached out to pick me up, Tiffany stepped forward and pulled his arm. “Mr. Brandon, Serena’s only eight months pregnant. It’s not that easy for her water to break.” “Couldn’t she have just peed her pants and is trying to fake a breakdown to guilt-trip you, Mr. Brandon? I’ve heard pregnant women often can’t hold their bladder, and they sometimes even smell of pee.” Hearing Tiffany’s words, everyone around us recoiled a few steps, covering their noses. “I’ve seen so many pregnant women who couldn’t hold their bladder and just peed everywhere. That smell is truly disgusting.” “Serena must be trying to put on a show to make Mr. Brandon feel guilty! What a manipulative move.” “Serena’s body is already unpresentable enough, and now she’s peeing her pants in public? If this gets out, where will Mr. Brandon put his face?” Brandon’s expression turned icy after hearing everyone’s comments. He furiously shoved my hand away. “Serena, you’re faking your water breaking by deliberately peeing your pants just to make me feel guilty? Have you no shame left?” The pain in my abdomen intensified. I struggled to stand, each word making it harder to breathe. “Brandon, my water really broke! It’s your baby in my belly!” Brandon grabbed a glass from the table and angrily smashed it at my feet. Glass shards flew everywhere. “Stop using the child to threaten me! Haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough? How unlucky would the baby be to have a mom who pees herself?” A glass shard cut my ankle, and my heart felt like it was tearing apart. Knowing Brandon was useless, I pulled out my phone to call emergency services. But just as I held it up, a hand forcefully snatched it away. Brandon grabbed my phone and furiously smashed it on the floor. “Are you addicted to this act? Want to waste emergency services’ time? Do you think I, Brandon, haven’t lost enough face because of you yet?” I stared at my shattered phone, my heart sinking into despair. The pain in my abdomen grew stronger, and my back was drenched in sweat. “Brandon, I’m begging you, please save our baby, okay? He’s only eight months old, he hasn’t even seen this world yet!” Tiffany chuckled, looking at me. “Serena, your acting skills are wasted outside of Hollywood. I was almost convinced myself.” I bit my lip, my eyes burning with fury as I looked at Tiffany. “Tiffany, I won’t let you get away with this.” With that, I shrugged off Brandon’s hand and turned to leave. But the next second, my path was blocked. Tiffany, her arm linked with Brandon’s, stood in the doorway, smirking at me. “Serena, if you walk out like this, won’t you completely embarrass Mr. Brandon?” Tiffany pointed to my soaked pants, her eyes full of disgust. I clenched my fists tightly. “What do you want?” Tiffany pointed to the lounge inside the private room. “There’s a shower in there. Serena, you should wash up before you leave! Otherwise, walking out smelling of pee like that will just humiliate Mr. Brandon.” I looked at the bathroom inside the private room, my expression instantly turning cold. “My water has broken. If I shower now, it will kill my child’s last chance of survival.” I tried to push past them, but Brandon forcefully yanked me back. “Stop acting! You don’t get a choice!” My back slammed against the doorknob, and a sharp, twisting pain shot through my abdomen. Then, I smelled blood. Everyone in the room instantly looked stunned. “Blood! She’s bleeding!”

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The moment I heard about my daughter’s plane crash, my entire family turned on me. My husband, Robert, immediately brought his mistress, Serena, into our home. He sneered at me, arrogant and defiant: “Serena and I have been separated for decades, but she was always meant to be my wife.” “Vivian is dead, blown to smithereens, so your protection is gone. You’re no longer the high-and-mighty Mrs. Harper. From now on, you’ll learn to know your place!” My son, Brandon, smirked with pure malice: “After years of being walked over by Vivian, I finally feel good. The Harper Group is mine now.” “And you, old hag, stop throwing your weight around. Serve us well, and you might still get a mouthful of food in this house!” My once-loving family instantly transformed into demons with twisted faces and cruel fangs. They reunited in the villa my daughter bought for me, indulging in lavish spending with the money she gave me. Meanwhile, I was forced into the doghouse, given scraps that even a dog wouldn’t touch. But what they didn’t know was that Vivian had been delayed by a meeting. She never even boarded that crashed plane…

It was early winter, and I was wearing only light clothes when my husband and son threw me out to the doghouse. Watching Serena’s familiar put-on act, I couldn’t help but let out a self-deprecating laugh. Years ago, Vivian had threatened Robert with his shares in the company to make him break up with Serena. Turns out he only pretended to agree, still seeing her behind Vivian’s back all this time! “Robert, how dare you lie to Vivian? Aren’t you afraid she’ll come back and take everything from you?!” The group on the steps peered down at me. A few seconds later, a harsh burst of laughter erupted. “Vivian has been blown to smithereens. She’s still dreaming; it’s laughable.” Brandon’s face was full of disgust: “Mom, look at you, a senile old fool. Only Vivian ever treated you like a treasure, but now she’s dead, and your lifeline is gone. From now on, you’ll have to live off our scraps. Just thinking about it gives me a thrill!” Robert wrapped an arm around Serena, patting Brandon’s shoulder with satisfaction: “The entire Harper Group will be ours, mine and my son’s. Once we get Vivian’s inheritance from you, the Harper Group will become the Hayes Group. Then you can go join your dear daughter!” Robert’s words sent a surge of excitement through them all. I didn’t know if I was cold from the outside or if my heart was colder than ice. I clenched my fists, trembling uncontrollably. For so many years, their act had been so convincing. Robert had always been attentive, thoughtful, and polite. When Vivian caught him cheating years ago, he knelt, begging for my forgiveness, vowing never to repeat his mistake. He even accepted Vivian changing her surname to mine without a word of complaint. Brandon was always dutiful, showing Vivian, his older sister, the utmost respect. Now, the news of Vivian’s plane crash had barely reached us, and their true colors were completely revealed! Robert scoffed, pointing at the doghouse. “You don’t deserve to live in such a nice villa anymore. You’ll stay in the doghouse. By day, you’ll be our maid; by night, our watchdog.” I snapped, “You wouldn’t dare! Vivian bought this villa for me, and it’s in my name.” I started to walk up, but Robert raised his hand and shoved me. I tumbled down the steps, my old back injury flaring with excruciating pain. Serena let out a delicate, mocking laugh, her eyes full of scorn. “Eleanor, you’re too old for this. Don’t forget, tomorrow morning I want a custom-blended green tea smoothie. Make sure it’s ready.” With that, she casually linked arms with Robert: “It’s freezing, Robert, Brandon. Let’s go inside.” The large door slammed shut in front of me. I endured the sharp pain and crawled into the doghouse for warmth. My phone and bank cards weren’t with me. Robert had bribed the house security guards at some point. I couldn’t even get out of the yard. This wasn’t the time for anger. They still didn’t know Vivian never boarded that plane. I had to hold on until she returned! Then we’d see if they could still wipe that smug grin off their faces.

The shivering night finally passed. But I was woken by a basin of cold, greasy slop thrown on me! “Still sleeping? Mr. Hayes and Master Brandon are already up. Go prepare breakfast immediately.” I trembled, looking up. Mrs. Jenkins, the housekeeper, sneered. Seeing no reaction from me, she tried to kick me. I grabbed her ankle. “I suggest you know your place.” As soon as the news of the plane crash broke last night, everyone assumed Vivian’s chances of survival were practically zero. Robert had incited the servants and security guards to obey him. Now, everyone dared to kick me while I was down! The way self-interest turns people cold truly disheartens you. Mrs. Jenkins scoffed, shaking her foot free. “Still trying to pull the ‘lady of the house’ routine? Pfft! Our boss has changed. You’re no longer the esteemed Mrs. Harper. Mr. Hayes said you’re lower than us now in this house.” “Get up and cook!” I forced myself to crawl out of the doghouse, enduring my aching back and the cold. Mrs. Jenkins impatiently pushed me. As I entered the house, I saw Serena emerge, wearing my custom-made silk pajamas. She wrinkled her nose, clutching it with her hand. “It stinks! How can anyone eat the breakfast she makes?” Robert walked out of Vivian’s study, holding a gift box. “Then she can go clean the toilets,” he said, waving to Serena. “Serena, here’s an emerald necklace. It’ll look beautiful on you.” Serena swayed her hips over to him. The two of them cozily draped the necklace around her neck, admiring it. “That’s the birthday gift Vivian bought for me at auction for eighty million dollars! You can’t touch it!” I tried to rush over but Mrs. Jenkins held me in a death grip. She whispered in my ear, “Do you really think you’re worthy to compete with the new missus?” Robert feigned innocence, “Vivian? Where’s Vivian? Eleanor, are you still clinging to that delusion? Your Vivian died long ago, didn’t even leave a handful of ashes.” “Brandon is going to the company today to announce Vivian’s death. After her memorial and the will is settled, we’ll kick even you out!” Both Robert and Brandon knew that Vivian’s inheritance would surely be left to me. That’s why they hadn’t kicked me out yesterday. But I wondered what expressions these heartless monsters would make if they saw Vivian walk back in, safe and sound. Just then, Brandon came downstairs, talking on his phone: “Yes, tell the reporters the news is accurate. The Harper Group will hold a memorial service. Mrs. Harper?” Brandon glanced at me, then deliberately choked up. “My mother is overwhelmed by the news and has fallen ill. Everything will be handled by my father and me.” He and Robert exchanged glances, and Robert nodded in approval. Then, Robert stormed towards me, his eyes hard. “What are you doing?” My heart lurched. I tried to dodge, but Mrs. Jenkins held me in a death grip. Robert conjured a sickeningly sweet smile. And then, he viciously kicked me in the stomach! My sixty-year-old body crumpled to the ground, curling into a ball, sweat beading from the pain. Robert bent down, looking at me like a dying ant: “If you’re sick, you should act sick. That’s more convincing.” “Lock her up. No need for a doctor. It’ll be perfect if she’s unable to speak at the memorial service.”

Two security guards dragged me to the storage room. The door was locked from the outside, and there wasn’t even a window. “Eleanor? Eleanor?” A weak voice suddenly came from under the door. I struggled to look, pressed against the floor. But I only saw a pair of shoe soles. “Eleanor, it’s Chloe. Are you okay? Can I help you with anything?” I clutched the door, my heart pounding. Chloe hadn’t been working for us long. Vivian had helped her after she experienced domestic abuse, and hired her as a cleaner. I didn’t know if I could trust her, but I had to take the risk now! “Chloe, sweetie, can you get my phone for me?” I had to contact Vivian. I needed her to come back quickly. “I’ll go right now,” Chloe’s footsteps quickly retreated. I prayed silently in the darkness. Time had never felt so long… Suddenly, a bag was slipped under the door. It was my phone, along with two painkillers! Good girl, Chloe! Vivian absolutely has to give you a raise when she gets back! I huddled in the corner and pulled out my phone. It hadn’t been charged for a day and a night, and the battery was only at three percent. I quickly dialed Vivian’s number, but the call couldn’t connect. Then I called Vivian’s assistant, Marcus. It rang! Each buzz of the connection slammed against my heart. Just then, the sound of a key turning in the lock echoed from outside the door! Every hair on my body stood on end. As the door opened, Serena walked in. At the same moment, the assistant’s call connected. “Eleanor? Are you looking for Vivian?” “Quickly come back…” I saw Serena discover me. I shouted desperately, but she snatched the phone away from me. She intended to see who I was calling. But the phone died right then. She narrowed her eyes. “Eleanor, you truly are restless, aren’t you?” I leaned against the wall: “Serena, my daughter is coming back. When she does, you’ll be even more miserable than you were years ago.” After all, back then, under Vivian’s threats, Robert had abandoned Serena on the spot. Everyone who knew her knew she was a shameless and failed mistress. She had lost all dignity, ostracized by everyone. Perhaps she recalled her own humiliation from back then. Serena gritted her teeth, crouched down, and grabbed my hair. “Eleanor! Vivian is dead! Her personal effects have been sent back from the airport. There are even fragments of a gift she was bringing for you. Her body was vaporized! What do you have to be so arrogant about?” I scoffed: “Did I hit a nerve? Serena, you have a messed-up marriage and a daughter who barely acknowledges you, so you coveted my husband and resented me for having a wonderful daughter. You lost this game a long time ago.” Serena’s mouth twitched involuntarily. She raised her hand, poised to strike me. I closed my eyes, only to hear a sharp ‘CRACK!’ But no sting on my cheek? Opening my eyes, I saw she had slapped herself? Tears welled in Serena’s eyes. “Eleanor, why would you do this to me?” Almost simultaneously, Robert walked in through the doorway. He saw her clutching her cheek, her voice thick with emotion. He immediately helped her up. “I just came to ask Eleanor if she wanted something to eat, but she called me delusional and hit me.” “Robert, it hurts so much.” Serena’s tears streamed down her face. Robert’s eyes instantly blazed with fury. His eyes wide with rage, he roared at me: “You wretched woman! Someone, throw her into the basement!”

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When Ryan and I got married, he was dirt poor. He promised me that one day he’d make a name for himself and present me with a grand surprise. Three years later, he did it. His company went public, soaring to unprecedented heights, and his name was everywhere. At the celebratory banquet on the listing day, my heart swelled with joy as he handed me a beautifully wrapped package. But when I opened it, the smile on my face froze. I stood there, stunned. Inside were three bank cards, each with a small label. The first: $18,000, for the house call when you saved my mother. The second: $38,000, for the three years I lived in your home, rent. The third: $200,000, for three years of doing laundry, cooking, and taking care of the house—your nanny fees. “Skylar, everything I owed you, I’ve paid back.” “Now, can you finally let me go?” My heart plunged. Was this how he saw our home? A hotel? And me? Just a nanny? This wasn’t a surprise gift; it was a death wish package! Before I could even process it, Ryan pulled out a massive diamond ring from his pocket. He knelt on one knee, gazing deeply at Chloe, my apprentice, who stood beside me. “Chloe, I love you.” Boom! My mind went blank. My neck stiffened as I slowly turned ninety degrees, staring at Chloe in disbelief. Chloe, who had become my apprentice at eighteen, and whom I had meticulously mentored for five years. “Mr. Ryan is proposing to his wife’s apprentice? What the hell… he’s not even trying to hide it?” “Ugh! And I used to idolize him! Turns out he’s a total scumbag!” “They say men change when they get rich, and it’s absolutely true. Company just went public, and he’s already ditching his wife for his young apprentice!” “Absolutely shameless! Disgusting!” “…” A wave of angry curses erupted through the hall. Ryan then turned to me, his face etched with a suffocating heaviness. “My mother was critically ill back then, and I couldn’t afford her treatment. You offered to save her life with surgery if I married into your family, and I agreed.” “A year later, my mother passed away. I wanted a divorce, but you used saving my mother’s life to manipulate me. I didn’t say anything then.” “Now, I’ve paid everything I owe you!” “In fact, if you agree to the divorce, I’ll even give you half the company’s shares. How about that?” The insults faltered. Countless gazes of surprise and curiosity turned to me, and whispers filled the room. “I knew Mr. Ryan couldn’t be that foolish. So there’s a heartbreaking backstory.” “Selling himself to save his mother, then repaying the debt after making it big, and even willing to give up half his shares for freedom. Nothing wrong with that!” “Yeah, on the contrary, his wife seems a bit unscrupulous. I suddenly feel so sorry for Mr. Ryan…” My chest felt like it was filled with ice shards, each breath a searing pain. My mind was flooded with the image of him, kneeling in the snow, kowtowing repeatedly, begging me to save his mother’s life. I saved her, without any conditions. Afterward, he proposed, and I, moved by his filial devotion, accepted. But now, it was twisted into me having blackmailed him all this time? Looking at the utter lack of emotion on his face now, it finally hit me. All those countless moments of affection and sweetness after our marriage were just a performance for me… The next second, Chloe’s furious voice rang in my ears. “Ryan, have you lost your mind?!” “I’ve always looked up to you as an elder. How am I supposed to face anyone after this?” “Skylar, I swear to you! There’s absolutely nothing going on between Ryan and me!” “I have no idea why he’s pulled this stunt today. You have to believe me!”

I froze, and the entire room erupted again. Ryan looked bewildered, opening his mouth to say something, but Chloe was already wiping her tears, fleeing as if her life depended on it. Back home, Ryan and I fell into a cold war. Waking up in the middle of the night, I paused as I passed his study. The door was tightly shut, but with my superior hearing as a neurosurgeon, I caught every word of the conversation inside. “Ryan, you were too hasty!” “Skylar hasn’t taught me The Phoenix Nerve Technique yet. Now isn’t the time to burn bridges with her!” “Y-yes… I’m sorry, Chloe. I just want you so badly! I want to marry you officially! I want to—” “I understand, but my heart and soul are already yours. Can’t you wait a little longer? Please?” “Alright… So, how are you going to make it up to me?” “Oh!” “Next time, we’ll try a new position. I promise it’ll blow your mind.” “…” I trembled, leaning against the wall, silent tears streaming down my face again. “What a loving couple, indeed!” “Since that’s the case, I’ll grant your wish.” As soon as dawn broke, Chloe called me. “Skylar, have you and Ryan made up?” “Ryan’s words yesterday were just drunken ramblings, please don’t take them seriously.” “Your kindness in teaching and guiding me has always been etched in my heart. Even though you’re only seven years older, I’ve always seen you like a mother.” “I would never do something so ungrateful as to be intimate with Ryan. You have to believe me, boo-hoo…” On the other end of the line, she was crying her eyes out. I didn’t expose her, only sneered silently. I had just hung up when Ryan pushed open the door. “Skylar, I was so out of it yesterday, I don’t know what happened. Someone must have been jealous and spiked my drink to make a fool of me.” “That gift package was just a prank to lighten the mood. This diamond ring was meant for you.” I took the ring, then tossed it into the trash can without a second thought, shoving a freshly printed divorce agreement at him. “Sign it.” Ryan froze, opening his mouth, but I pushed a surgical notebook gently towards him. “Now, can you sign it?” Seeing the surgical secrets, his pupils constricted sharply. He immediately picked up the pen to sign. But then he paused, his hand trembling slightly, a flicker of confusion in his eyes that even he didn’t notice. Three or four seconds later, he signed and quickly stood up. Before leaving, he glanced back at me, unusually calm, his lips twitching. “Skylar, I…” I cut him off. “I’ve let you go. Leave.” “Congratulations, Mr. Ryan, on regaining your freedom.” That same day, I posted a statement online, severing my mentorship with Chloe. Soon after, Ryan posted a response. [Shocking! Ex-husband publicly exposes Neurosurgeon Skylar Matthews’ Three Major Crimes!] “One, accepting bribes, openly disregarding hospital regulations, repeatedly and actively soliciting under-the-table payments from patient families, with bribe income reaching at least a million!” “Two, malpractice and negligence, not only refusing to treat the poor but also causing patient deaths multiple times due to misdiagnosis, then using money to cover it up.” “Three, marital infidelity, repeatedly offering ‘escort services’ to wealthy patients, and using her position and reputation to coerce new industry recruits into becoming her young boy-toys.” Below the post were videos of a group of patients and a young intern who had just joined the hospital, tearfully accusing me. No need to ask, Ryan must have used his money and influence. The post quickly shot to the top of trending topics, and the comment section exploded. The countless curses scrolling wildly across the screen were like poisoned daggers relentlessly stabbing my already shattered heart.

I clenched my fists, knuckles white, ultimately suppressing the volcanic rage and bitter hurt welling up inside me. The tears that had been brewing in my eyes didn’t fall. Because it wasn’t worth it. If they wanted to play, I’d play along until the very end! The next day, as I went to work at the hospital, security guards and nurses in the lobby pointed and whispered about me. I ignored them completely. As I was about to enter the elevator, Dean Thompson blocked my way, his face furious. “Dr. Matthews, an internal review has been initiated regarding your conduct. You’ll be suspended for a period.” I was stunned. “Dean, do you believe those online rumors too?” “Whether they’re rumors, we’ll find out after the investigation.” “But there are so many patients waiting for me…” Before I could finish, a tall, strikingly handsome man, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, approached me. “Effective immediately, you are no longer my sister’s attending physician. I cannot entrust my sister to someone of such questionable character.” My expression shifted slightly. I reminded him, “Mr. Thorne, you know your sister’s condition. You’ve consulted every famous doctor, domestic and international. Only I can save her.” Alex Thorne frowned at my words. Just as he looked troubled, Chloe, in a white coat, appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Her eyes glinting, she said softly, “Mr. Thorne, actually…” “I can do it too.” I paused, then scoffed, a cold smile on my lips. “Oh, really? Just got expelled from your mentorship, and your wings are already so strong?” Chloe looked heartbroken, her voice tinged with a sob. “Skylar, please don’t misunderstand. I didn’t mean to steal your patient, and I had no idea about that post Ryan made.” “But now the patient’s family insists they don’t want you to treat her. As a doctor, one can’t just disregard a patient’s life, right?” “Life is paramount, and patients have the right to choose their attending physician. These are all things you once taught me.” Alex Thorne looked at her skeptically. “My sister’s illness is a rare one. You can treat it?” Chloe nodded eagerly, about to guarantee it, when Alex already made up his mind. “Alright, you’re hired.” I sighed softly, then urged, “Mr. Thorne, I just taught her the surgical techniques. Even if she’s talented, I’m afraid…” Before I could finish, Alex waved his hand. “Shut your mouth, you jinx! Get her out of here!” Seeing several bodyguards approach, I quickly stepped back. “Don’t touch me. I’ll leave myself.” Before walking out the main door, I turned my head, sharing a deeply meaningful gaze with Alex . Over the next few days, Chloe’s treatment of Audrey went remarkably smoothly. For this, the hospital even held a commendation ceremony specifically for her. I was also required to attend, standing on stage like a mere green leaf, accentuating her dazzling brilliance. “Now, Mr. Thorne’s sister’s condition is basically stable, and Mr. Thorne, to show his gratitude, has expressed his intention to donate one hundred million dollars to our hospital!” “This is all thanks to Dr. Chloe. Her Phoenix Nerve Technique is truly phenomenal!” “Furthermore, according to many public reports, Dr. Chloe frequently offers free medical services and has an excellent reputation in the industry. She’s simply the opposite of some people.” At this, Dean Thompson glared at me, his brow furrowed, then continued, “After investigation, the claims in that previous post have been largely verified.” “The senior management and I have decided to terminate Skylar Matthews’ employment. The position of Head of Chinese Medicine, which she previously held, will be taken over by Chloe.” The audience erupted in thunderous applause, mixed with shouts of condemnation directed at me. “Serves her right!” “A corrupt, depraved doctor like her is an insult to our noble profession!” “Dismissal is too light; she should be blacklisted from the entire industry!”

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I was pregnant, but my husband had been diagnosed with azoospermia three years ago. Back then, we’d visited countless doctors and specialists, even flying to different states. Every single one said my husband couldn’t have children. Yet, when I found out the true identity of the baby inside me, I immediately filed for divorce. The moment Derek walked in, I blurted out the incredible news. His hand, reaching for his jacket, froze mid-air. His eyes, wide with disbelief, started, “What did you say? You’re pre-” But before he could finish, his gaze suddenly turned icy. My heart plummeted. I quickly explained, “I went to the women’s clinic twice, and both doctors confirmed I’m pregnant.” “Maybe the previous diagnosis was wrong? Maybe you aren’t infertile after all?” Just then, footsteps sounded from the kitchen. Mrs. Thorne, my mother-in-law, had overheard us. She hurried over, her eyes darting to the medical report in Derek’s hand. “Azoospermia and you’re pregnant? You’ve been sleeping around, haven’t you!” Her voice was shrill, practically a shriek. I recoiled, startled by her outburst, and then a surge of fury washed over me. “Mom, how can you say that? Derek and I have been married for three years. Do you really think I’m capable of betraying him and this family?” I expected Derek to stand up for me, to defend me. But he just stood there, his eyes fixed on my lower abdomen, completely motionless. After a few excruciating seconds, Derek finally spoke, his voice devoid of any warmth: “Be honest with me. Whose baby is it, really?” I looked at the suspicion and coldness in his eyes, feeling my hope drain away, drop by agonizing drop. Finally, I took a deep breath and replied, “Tomorrow, go get yourself checked at the hospital first. Then we can talk.” “Maybe your condition… is really gone.” The next morning, I was woken by voices from the balcony. Mrs. Thorne’s voice was loud and clear. “You wouldn’t believe it, my Derek was diagnosed with azoospermia three years ago! It’s all written in black and white on the medical report!” “And now what? Now she’s suddenly pregnant! What else could this be but a bastard child?” I shot up in bed, a furious heat rising in my chest. “Mom, don’t spread rumors! Nothing’s even clear yet, how can you say such things to our relatives?” But she shoved me away. I lost my footing, stumbling back two steps, my lower back hitting the balcony railing. A sharp pain made me wince. “Clear things up? What is there to clear up?” “Azoospermia means no children! The doctor said it, it’s common medical knowledge! If you have nothing to hide, then how do you explain the baby in your belly?” I wanted to argue, but the words caught in my throat. Not a single sound came out. Now, all I could do was wait for the hospital results. That morning, Derek and I went to the downtown hospital together. About two hours later, the doctor came out with a report and handed it to Derek. “Your condition is the same as three years ago. Pregnancy is impossible for you.” Boom! At those words, my vision went black. How could this be! “Doctor, could there be a mistake? If my husband still has azoospermia, then how could I be pregnant?!” I was desperate, gripping the doctor’s arm. The doctor awkwardly pulled away, giving a tight-lipped smile. “Simply put, Mr. Thorne cannot conceive.” His words felt like a death sentence. On the way home, the car was silent except for the hum of the engine. Until Derek suddenly spoke. “Get rid of the baby.” I froze, turning to him. “What did you say?”

“I said, abort the baby!” He repeated it, his eyes fixed straight ahead on the road, not looking at me. “We’ll deal with everything else when we get home.” Tears instantly streamed down my face. “Derek, you really don’t believe me?” “I’ve been married to you for three years. Don’t you know what kind of person I am? How could I possibly cheat?” “I want to know why I’m pregnant too! I want to understand what’s going on!” He didn’t react to my words, only pressed harder on the gas. When we got home, he went straight to his study, slamming the door shut and locking me out. That night, I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Around eleven o’clock, I heard Derek’s voice from the study, on the phone. “She’s definitely having something with that partner from her company. Remember? She used to say she was working on projects with him, always coming home late at night.” “I didn’t think much of it before, but now, it must have happened then.” “Anyway, I won’t let her off easy. She’ll pay the price!” I sat bolt upright in bed, my blood freezing in my veins. That partner from my company was a guy in his fifties, and he was already married! We only ever had professional dealings; we’d barely even had dinner together outside of work! “Derek, how can you slander me like that?” Derek hadn’t expected me to walk in. He flinched, then scowled, waving his hand impatiently. “What are you doing in here? I’m talking to a friend. What does it have to do with you?” “What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? You’re telling your friend I cheated, that I’m having an affair with a partner! How is that not about me?” “I didn’t cheat! I only have work dealings with him! Why won’t you believe me?” He looked at me, then suddenly roared, “Then how the hell are you pregnant?! Do you think you’re the Virgin Mary?! Carrying some divine child?!” I stared at his cruel face, the last shred of hope in my heart shattering. I suddenly understood. From the moment he saw the first pregnancy test result, he had already condemned me. No matter how I explained, no matter what proof I offered, he wouldn’t believe me. I decided to go back to my parents’ place for a while. I also wanted to calmly review everything and figure out why I was pregnant, and whose baby this really was. However, just as I was about to leave, the living room light flickered on. Mrs. Thorne had been sitting on the couch the whole time, clutching a broom handle, her face eerily grim. “Where do you think you’re going? Are you off to see that wild man?” I instinctively stepped back, tightening my grip on my suitcase handle. “Mom, I just want to stay at my parents’ place for a few days.” “I just want to figure out what’s going on.” “Your parents’ place? Do you even have the nerve to go back to your parents’ place?” She raised the broom handle, pointing it at my nose. “Today, you’re going to give me an explanation! Whose child is that in your belly? If you don’t tell me, you’re not leaving this house!” I tried to explain again, but she wouldn’t give me a chance. The broom handle came down hard on my back. The force made me gasp, and I instinctively flinched away. But she pressed forward, swinging the broom handle again and again, hitting my back and arms. I couldn’t take it anymore. I crouched on the floor, covering my head with my hands, sobbing uncontrollably. Derek finally walked over. But he knelt in front of me, his voice carrying a clear threat: “Apologize to Mom. Just say you were confused for a moment, and made a mistake.”

I looked up at his face. I had seen that face for three years, but now it felt utterly foreign. “I didn’t cheat, and the baby in my belly isn’t a bastard. Why should I apologize to you?” Derek’s face instantly darkened further. “Fine. If that’s how you want it, then don’t blame me for being heartless!” With that, he practically threw me into the basement. I was forced to kneel in the basement all night. They gave me no food, no water. Mrs. Thorne screamed insults at me all night long. It wasn’t until the next morning that my mom called. The moment I picked up, she was crying on the other end. “Scarlett, Mrs. Thorne called me yesterday, saying you cheated and were pregnant with a bastard. Is this true?” My heart clenched, and tears started flowing uncontrollably again. “Mom, it’s not true! I didn’t cheat, and I don’t know how I got pregnant!” “Please believe me, I truly haven’t done anything to betray Derek!” I recounted everything that had happened over the past few days, in detail, to my mom. But after she heard it all, she was silent for a few seconds. “Scarlett, it’s not that Mom doesn’t believe you, but azoospermia and pregnancy… it just doesn’t make sense…” I froze. Even my own mother doubted me. It wasn’t until the next afternoon that the basement door finally opened. Derek stood in the doorway, holding a document, his face colder than before. Then, the document slapped onto the floor in front of me. “Sign it.” His voice was devoid of any warmth. I looked down at the document. The words “Divorce Agreement” on the cover glared at me. At the top, in red pen, were four big words: “LEAVE EMPTY-HANDED.” My heart plummeted. I quickly flipped through the contents. It was clearly stated: the house goes to Derek, the savings go to Derek, and even the company I built from scratch goes to Derek. I looked up at Derek, disbelief in my eyes. “Derek, I’ve been married to you for three years. I’ve covered most of the household expenses. How can you make me leave with nothing?” “And the company, I built that up from a small studio to its current size with countless sleepless nights, traveling to a dozen cities! You never helped me once! How can you expect me to just hand it over to you?” Derek hadn’t even spoken when Mrs. Thorne walked in from outside, hands on her hips, looking utterly self-righteous. “Why? Because you cheated! Because you’re pregnant with a bastard and you’ve shamed our Thorne family!” Derek chimed in, “I’ve already contacted the local media. If you don’t cooperate, tomorrow morning, the news of your ‘marital infidelity’ will be trending on local headlines.” “Then, not only will your company be ruined, but your parents will also be too ashamed to show their faces because of you. Think carefully.” Watching them work in tandem, I suddenly understood. They weren’t just forcing me to divorce; they wanted to swallow my company whole and leave me with absolutely nothing! I threw the agreement on the ground, gritting my teeth. “I won’t sign! This company is my life’s work; I won’t leave it to you!” “And I didn’t cheat, so I won’t sign such a humiliating agreement!” Derek’s face instantly turned ashen. He stopped wasting words on me. A few minutes later, he came back with my suitcase. “Not signing won’t do you any good.” “Now, get out of this house!” With that, he carelessly stuffed my clothes into the suitcase. I rushed to stop him, but Mrs. Thorne, standing behind me, suddenly pushed me.

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“I said, I disagree. On what basis do you force me to replace your daughter to marry Atlas Drkov?” Daisy smiled coldly and said. She had just come home from work, but as soon as she walked in the door, she saw two distinguished guests in the house, these two people were none other than the wife and daughter of the president of Narine Corporation, Hubert Narine. “Daisy Narine, you married the young master of Drkov’s house, that’s your luck. You should be happy, you should be thanking us, why did you refuse?” The speaker was a young woman dressed beautifully and splendidly, her body exuding a strong scent of expensive perfume, her eyes looking at Daisy were full of fierceness and contempt. This young woman is indeed Yaretzi Narine. She is Daisy Narine’s half-sister. So, the president of Narine Corporation is also Daisy’s biological father but she is not recognized. They just see her as an illegitimate child. Why? Because her mother is just a lowly servant in Narine’s house. That year, Mr. Hubert drank alcohol at a party. Then he went home and mistakenly entered Daisy’s mother’s room. Because there was alcohol in his system, he didn’t know who the other person was, so he raped her. Then his wife – Mrs. Raanana, is also the lady standing in front of Daisy. She immediately beat Daisy’s mother and kicked her out of the house. Two months later, she discovered she was pregnant. So, she came to find Mr. Hubert but he did not accept. Daisy’s mother endured the humiliation and suffering of giving birth to Daisy alone, that’s why Daisy loves her mother very much. Daisy laughed mockingly, she said: “If it’s such a blessing, then, why don’t you marry him? Is it because he is now just a disabled person in a wheelchair that you are concerned, right? I think if he was still the proud and outstanding CEO of Drkov Corporation, it wouldn’t be my turn to marry him.” “Hey, you dare argue with me. You are married to a disabled person, that is your luck. Only a cripple deserves a dirty girl like you. Even though he is disabled, he is also the young billionaire of Drkov’s house. We arrange for you to enter that house, and your life will be happy. This is beneficial for you. What else do you want?” Yaretzi said through gritted teeth. “Am I only worthy of the disabled? As for my marriage, you are not qualified to arrange it. Please leave the two of you at my house.” Daisy said coldly. “You..” Yaretzi still wanted to say something, but Mrs. Raanana stopped. She clapped her hands a few times. From inside, two tall, muscular men dressed in black led a middle-aged woman out to the living room. Looking at this woman, Daisy panicked: “Mom.” She hasn’t seen her mother in the house. She thought her mother had gone out, but it turned out her mother was being held by these two men. No wonder she felt strange. How did these two men get into her house? Turns out they captured her mother. “Daisy.” The woman’s voice couldn’t hide her worry. Daisy was angry, she looked at Mrs. Raanana, she said coldly: “What are you doing? Please release my mother.” “Okay. But on one condition, you agree to marry the young master of Drkov’s house.” Mrs. Raanana raised her bright red lips and spoke. “Don’t force me. I do not agree with this marriage. You quickly release my mother. If not, don’t blame me for acting against you.” Daisy did not give up, she said. She was determined not to listen to her stepmother’s arrangement. “Hmmm, a weak girl like you, what can you do to our bodyguard?” Yaretzi crossed his arms and said smugly. As soon as she finished speaking, Daisy rushed forward and defeated the two bodyguards. She acted extremely decisively and coherently, surprising Yaretzi and her mother. “You…” Yaretzi pointed at Daisy’s face, she didn’t know what to say, she didn’t think Daisy’s body was so slender but Daisy could take down two big men, even Mrs. Raanana was also stunned. Daisy didn’t care about the two men lying on the ground. She ran over and helped her mother up. She worriedly asked, “Mom, are you okay?” “I’m fine, Daisy, don’t worry about me.” Mrs. Cara softened her voice, she didn’t want her daughter to worry. Daisy checked on her mother and then looked at the two women standing in front of her. She said: “If you don’t leave, I will beat you.” “You wait.” Mrs. Raanana was angry but she couldn’t do anything to Daisy. She pulled Yaretzi’s hand and left. The two men screaming in pain on the ground were stared at by Daisy, and they quickly ran away. Mrs. Raanana and her daughter ran to the luxury car. Yaretzi was not satisfied, she said: “Mom, she does not agree to marry that disabled person, what should I do? I don’t want to marry him.” “We will think of a way later.” Mrs. Raanana said a little irritated. If Narine Corporation wasn’t about to go bankrupt, they had to rely on Drkov Corporation, so her daughter wouldn’t have married a disabled man. “Mom, think quickly, there are only two days left.” Yaretzi couldn’t help but urge her mother. Mrs. Raanana became quiet, she knew time was tight, her husband and Mr. Drkov discussed, that in two days, he would bring his daughter to Drkov’s house. Inside the rented house, which was only 30 square meters large, Daisy and her mother talked. “What happened before I left?”  Mrs. Cara began to tell her. “I was cooking when I heard a knock on the door so I went to open it. I don’t think the person coming is Mrs. Raanana and her daughter. She said she had something to tell me. What I didn’t expect was that she wanted you to replace her daughter in marrying that man. I did not agree, she told her bodyguards to arrest me, they gagged me and didn’t let me talk.”

After listening to her mother’s story, Daisy clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and said: “They are so shameless, Narine Corporation when it’s prosperous, they don’t care about us. Now that they’re going bankrupt, they’re coming to us again. What do they think we are?”  Daisy and her mother were both unrelated to Narine’s house from beginning to end, no one could force her to do something she didn’t want to do. Narine Corporation goes bankrupt, it has nothing to do with her, why did they force her to replace Yaretzi to marry a strange man? But things weren’t what Daisy wanted, the next day, she came home from work and saw the house door was desolate, her mother was missing, and there was a letter on the table. After reading the letter, she immediately ran to Narine’s house, different from last time, this time Narine’s house opened the door wide for her to enter. A butler was leading her inside the living room, on the lounge chair were all three members of Narine’s house, Daisy’s face turned cold, and she walked inside and said coldly: “Where is my mother?” “Please sit down first.” Mr. Hubert looked at her, he said in a low voice. Daisy didn’t sit, she asked: “Where do you keep my mother, please give her to me quickly, otherwise, don’t blame me for destroying your house.” “Sassy, I tell you to sit down first.” At her words, Mr. Hubert’s forehead was full of blue veins. Daisy glanced at him, she said in a deep voice: “I don’t have time to talk to you, please bring my mother here.” “Are you talking to your father like this?” Mr. Hubert is a hot-tempered person, seeing Daisy’s indifferent and disrespectful attitude, he is extremely angry. “How do I talk? Are you my father? From childhood to adulthood, you haven’t raised me in a day.” Daisy said sarcastically. “You..” Mr. Hubert stood up, pointed at Daisy, he said: “Even though I don’t raise you, I’m also your father, you should remember that you are a member of Narine’s house, the blood is flowing in you. Belongs to the lineage of the Narine family. I don’t tell you much either, now the company is in trouble, you are the daughter of Narine’s house, you have to take charge, you have to replace your sister and marry the son of Drkov’s house.” Daisy laughed. “Even if the blood in my body belongs to the Narine family, I will never admit I am your daughter, nor will you ever be my father, I only have my mother.” “You…” Mr. Hubert’s hands trembled. Mrs. Raanana couldn’t stand it anymore, she spoke up: “You don’t need to say much to her. Daisy, let’s get the point straight, your mother is in our hands, you want me to release her, and you have to agree to marry Atlas Drkov. Otherwise, in this life, you don’t hope to see your mother again.” “You dare arrest my mother, I will report to the police.” Having said that, Daisy was about to take out her phone and call the police, Mrs. Raanana smiled coldly and said: “Just do as you say. Until the police arrive at the house, they can’t find your mother here, they can’t tell us to arrest your mother. You are so naive.”  Hearing that, Daisy’s hand holding the phone stopped, she held the phone tightly, her eyes coldly looking at Mrs. Raanana. Mrs. Raanana is right, Daisy called the police, but it was useless. She didn’t know where they took her mother. If the police can’t find her mother, it’s in vain. Seeing her thinking, Mrs. Raanana proudly said: “How are you, do you still want to call the police?”  Daisy didn’t answer, she just gritted her teeth and looked at Mrs. Raanana angrily. Mrs. Raanana continued: “Do you agree or not? Your mother’s fate lies in your decision.”  Daisy closed her eyes, she had no other choice. Finally, she took a deep breath and said: “I agree.”  Mrs. Raanana said with satisfaction: “Very good, you have to see Mr tomorrow. Drakov. Tonight, you stay here. As for your mother, when you officially marry Atlas Drakov, I’ll release your mother.” “I want to see my mother,” Daisy suggested. Mrs. Raanana glanced at her husband, then she ordered the butler to bring Daisy’s mother here.  Mrs. Cara arrives with two men but a man in his hand holds a knife. He put a knife to her mother’s neck, seemingly afraid she would act like she did yesterday. “Mom.” “Daisy, you don’t need to worry about me, don’t sacrifice your happiness for me, it’s okay if I die.” Mrs. Cara saw her daughter, she said hastily, inside, she heard the whole story. Daisy frowned and said. “Mom, you don’t say that.” Her mother raised her alone until today, and she hasn’t been able to repay her mother’s kindness. Can Cara please stop talking about death? Daisy sacrifices her happiness, what does that mean? In this life, her mother sacrificed everything for her, her happiness had no meaning. “Daisy, you…” “That’s enough, please bring her inside.” Mrs. Raanana didn’t let Mrs. Cara finish her sentence, she interrupted her and ordered two bodyguards to take Mrs. Cara inside. “Mom.” Daisy saw her mother being dragged away, her heart was both worried and angry but she couldn’t do anything. — Six o’clock the next afternoon, the Royal Hotel. Daisy followed her father into a presidential room, in front of the hallway there were several men in black standing in front of the room door. Mr. Hubert looked at them and said: “I’m Hubert Narine. I have a meeting with Mr. Drkov, is he inside?” “Yes, please come in.” A person dressed in black looked at Mr. Hubert then he opened the door for the two of them to enter. Entering the room, Daisy sees a grizzly-haired old man sitting on a lounge chair in the middle of the living room, with a kettle, and cups on the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand and enjoying it. Daisy and Mr. Hubert walked up to him, but he hadn’t looked at the two of them. Mr. Hubert proactively spoke up first, “Chairman Drkov, I brought my daughter here.” 

The old man in front of them was Mr. Drkov, Daisy couldn’t help but observe him, the first time she met a big character, of course, she had to look closely. Usually, she only gets to see his face in books and newspapers. Now, she looked at him in real life, which was a bit hard to imagine. However, the most famous person in this city is not him but his nephew, Atlas Drkov, who will soon be her husband. Mr. Drkov just looked up at the two of them, he said: “Sit down.” The two of them sat down across from Mr. Drkov, and he looked at Daisy again and observed her. Being stared at like that, Daisy didn’t feel stressed, her face still looked calm as if nothing had happened. Mr. Drkov’s eyes flashed with interest, and after a while, he said: “Good.” “Thank you for praising my daughter but she still has many shortcomings. How dare we let you praise like that.” Mr. Hubert heard the compliment from Mr. Drkov, he immediately opened his mouth to speak. Mr. Drkov asked again: “I heard you have two daughters, one is the daughter of your official wife, and the other is an illegitimate daughter. So, who’s the girl in front of me?” Mr. Hubert was surprised, he didn’t think Mr. Drkov knew about this again, his heart was low. Speaking of this, he felt embarrassed and said: “She is Yaretzi Narine, she was born to my wife.” “So what?” Mr. Drkov raised his eyes and looked at Daisy, he asked: “Girl, can you tell me who you are?”  Mr. Hubert gestured to her but Daisy didn’t pay attention to him, she calmly said: “Daisy Narine.” “Yaretzi, what the hell are you talking about? Your mother, have you forgotten?” Mr. Hubert warned and looked at her. Daisy smiled coldly, she replaced Yaretzi to get married, but that doesn’t mean she also changed her last name, she doesn’t want to live under someone else’s name. Mr. Drkov has investigated this, does he not know who she is? Mr. Hubert wants Daisy to call herself Yaretzi, stupid. Mr. Drkov was interested and looked at the girl in front of him, it seemed like she was an honest person, he said: “I asked again, who is this girl, I need the correct answer.” “Yaretzi.” “Daisy.”  Two voices simultaneously, Mr. Hubert astonished and looked at Daisy. Did she forget her mother was being arrested by him?  “Mr. Hubert, I’m giving you one last chance, at who she is. If you’re lying, we don’t need to talk about it anymore. You think I’m old so you can fool me?” Mr. Drkov’s voice was a little angry, his eyes were slightly twisted, and his forehead was a straight line. Mr. Hubert was so scared that he sweated, but he’d wipe it. Anyway, he’s the president of a big corporation, but when he faces a president like him, he gets scared. After all, the opponent has more power than he. Moreover, he’s a beggar now, so it’s understandable that he has a fearful attitude. In front of Mr. Drkov’s dangerous gaze, Mr. Hubert said, “She’s Daisy.”  Mr. Drkov knocked his arm down on the table, causing Mr. Hubert to be shocked. “Chairman, although she is Daisy, she is still my daughter.” Mr. Hubert hurried. Daisy was at the side with a cold laugh, but she didn’t say anything. Her father wants her to replace Yaretzi with a stranger, and that’s a price. “In the beginning, you lied to me, but your daughter is honest, considering this point, I don’t think about it. You go out, I want to talk to her in private.” Mr. Drkov suddenly kicked Mr. Hubert out, confused him, and he didn’t understand. “Chairman, on the issue of investment…” Mr. Hubert was speaking, but he saw Mr. Drkov’s cold eyes, he was silent. There’s no other way, he can only go out, before he goes, he’s still staring at Daisy. Right now, there’s only one old man and one young girl left in the room. Mr. Drkov said, “I’ve investigated and found out your mother and you live outside, right?” “From time to time, we’ve always lived outside,” Daisy said. “Well, I’ll be straight. You’re an honest person, I like your personality. You must know what my nephew is like, don’t you? So, do you agree to marry him?” Mr. Drkov looked straight into her eyes and asked.  Though this marriage is a commercial marriage, he needs a man who loves his nephew sincerely. Daisy says, “I came here, which means I agreed to marry him.” “Are you afraid my nephew is paralyzed?” “I accept,” Daisy answered, does she have any right to worry? Her mother is in the hands of Narine’s house, she’s forced to marry Atlas. More precisely, she had to make a deal with Mr. Drkov for him to invest in the Narine Corporation. “Well, I don’t care why you agreed to marry my nephew, but once you’ve become the bride of Drkov’s house, you have to love my nephews, can you do that?” Mr. Drkov asked and looked at her. Daisy didn’t hesitate, she insisted, “Okay.” If she hesitates, it’s useless. She can only make a definitive decision. Anyway, she doesn’t have a boyfriend. She’ll do the duty of a wife well. Seeing Daisy answering so quickly, Mr. Drkov was very pleased, he said: “In three days, our family will deliver the wedding gift to your house. We’re going to have a wedding in seven days, do you have any ideas?” “No, sir, but I have a condition.” Sooner or later, she will have to get married. If she gets married as soon as possible, her mother will be released soon so she has no opinion. Mr. Drkov glanced at her and he said: “What is that?” “Please bring your wedding gift to my house, not Narine’s house,” Daisy stated her condition. Hearing that, Mr. Drkov said without hesitation: “Okay.” Daisy walked out of the presidential suite, holding a contract in her hand. Seeing Mr. Hubert, she said nothing and walked to the elevator door, he impatiently followed her. “And what did you and Mr. Drkov say to each other? How’s the contract?” He kept asking. Daisy didn’t say anything, she left.

At Drkov’s house. The woman took a sip of tea, she said sarcastically: “That old man has found a wife for Atlas, who is she?” “Daisy Narine, she is the illegitimate daughter of the president of Narine Corporation.” The butler replied. Hearing that, she snorted coldly and said: “Narine Corporation? Is the Corporation about to go bankrupt? Yes. Only bankrupt people would accept to marry their daughter to a disabled person, and she is an illegitimate daughter. Why did that old man agree?” “I don’t know about this either.” “Okay, you go.” The woman saw that the wedding gift was only one billion. She threw the paper to the butler and leaned her head back on the massage chair. The housekeeper took the paper back and left. The woman looked at the young man in front of her again. She said: “Is everything okay at the company, son?” “Mom, don’t worry. Soon, I will have Drkov Corporation. Please help me keep an eye on that cripple.” The man said confidently. She pouted: “He only knows how to destroy things all day, but other than that, he can’t do anything. Son, we have been patient for so long, it’s time to let our family members know our true power. Please hurry, I can’t wait.” “I know, you won’t wait much longer.” The man curled his lips slightly, an idea flashed in his mind. — Three days later, Daisy received all the wedding gifts that Mr. Drkov brought to her. Looking at the wedding gifts in front of her, she didn’t have the feeling of a bride about to go to her husband’s house. These gifts were more like goods for her to inspect. The butler stood aside and observed her. On the outside, he saw that she was just a small, weak, and money-greedy girl. Besides, he didn’t see anything special about her, and he didn’t understand why his boss chose this girl. About fifteen minutes later, Daisy finished checking, she looked at the housekeeper and said: “I have finished checking it, you can go back and report to Mr. Drkov.” “Yes, please excuse me.” The butler completed his duty, he drove and left. Daisy looked at the wedding gifts worth more than billions and a red book in her hand. She didn’t have many emotions in her heart. She only dealt with these wedding gifts. The wedding gift was worth up to ten billion, but she didn’t want to receive many artifacts, so she told Mr. Drkov to transfer nine billion to her account, so it would be easier for her to preserve it. As for this red book, it doesn’t seem to be on the list of wedding gifts that Mr. Drkov said. Because she was curious, she called Mr. Drkov, he said this was a meeting gift from his grandfather to his granddaughter-in-law. Daisy knows Mr. Drkov had a lot of money so she didn’t refuse, moreover, she knew Mr. Drkov didn’t give this red book to her for no reason, he was trying to test her. Mr. Drkov requested that after she marries his nephew, she is only allowed to stay at home to take care of her husband, she is not allowed to go out to work. This requirement for any modern woman is too restrictive of freedom, but Daisy is different, her job is as a comic book artist, and she can draw at home, except on Mondays. She had to go to the company to submit the manuscript to the editor-in-chief. In addition, she rarely goes out, so with this request from Mr. Drkov, she could completely agree. Daisy finished arranging the wedding gifts, sat at the table, and finished drawing the manuscript, she was calm as if the events that had happened in the past few days had nothing to do with her. After all, she is also autonomous in her life. Even though she is forced to get married, she must also be the one to take the initiative in getting married. After drawing two or three pieces of paper, she stopped writing and thought. As for this soon-to-be husband, she didn’t know too much about him. Atlas Drkov is famous for being the cold-blooded and decisive general of the Drkov Corporation. At eighteen years old, he became a general manager. He is a talented, brave, and intelligent person in society, he holds the economic lifeblood of the city when the directors in the city meet him, they also have to respect him three times. But one night, he suddenly had an accident in the company warehouse. He was unconscious for half a year and had both legs paralyzed. From then on, his position as general manager was transferred to his younger half-brother, and he locked himself in the house for over a year now. Daisy only knew that, besides that, she didn’t know anything else about him. Originally with Atlas’s status, she wouldn’t have had a chance to meet him, let alone marry him. It was only because he was a disabled person that she had this ‘luck’. Before, Atlas was a perfect man. He was sought after by many women, but in an instant, he became a man shunned by women. So many young girls, models, and actors once wanted to marry him, but now they avoid him like the plague. It should have been Mr. Hubert also did not want to sacrifice his daughter because the company ruined a hundred billion contract. He had to compensate his partners so the company was on the brink of bankruptcy. At this moment, Mr. Drkov announced that he wanted to find a wife for his nephew, Mr. Hubert took this opportunity to marry his daughter to a cripple to get investment capital from Drkov Corporation to save his company. However, Yaretzi did not agree to marry a man in a wheelchair, she was arrogant and wanted to stand above others. She married a disabled person, which was an insult to her. So Mrs. Raanana just found Daisy, Mr. Hubert’s daughter has been missing for 25 years. Life is unpredictable. In the past, no matter how many times she came to see them, they still kicked her out. Now they come to find her.

Since she knew the story of her mother and Mr. Hubert, Daisy deeply hated his family. She told herself that she would never step foot in their house in her whole life, but unexpectedly things were not as she expected. Daisy remembered the first time she stepped into Narine’s house three years ago. At that time, her mother was seriously ill and needed one hundred million dollars for treatment. Her mother was a garment worker and only had eight thousand a month. She was a comic book artist and had just started her career, so she only had six thousand a month. They worked for a year, and their accumulated money was only enough for fifty million. For the remaining half, she borrowed money from friends and acquaintances and got twenty million. With the remaining money, she had no other choice but to find Mr. Hubert to borrow money, but he refused to lend her the loan, he even kicked her out of the house. Then, fortunately, a friend of her mother lent her thirty million. She had enough money to treat her mother’s illness. Since then, she has hated Mr. Hubert. That year it was because he was sorry for her mother, but he said her mother seduced him. Even though she didn’t witness the incident, she believed what her mother told her. As for Narine’s house, Daisy never wants to have a relationship with them, not even a little bit. She doesn’t want to. But right now, at Narine’s house, Mrs. Cara successfully deceived two bodyguards and escaped, but before she could run for long, they chased her and caught her. As soon as Mrs. Cara was brought into the living room. She immediately received a slap from Mrs. Raanana. “Who permitted you to run away? Do you believe I will chain you up like a dog?” Mrs. Cara tried to endure the pain. She looked at Mr. Hubert couldn’t help but get angry, and said: “You don’t acknowledge Daisy as your daughter. So, based on that, you force her to get married to save your company.” Mr. Hubert couldn’t say anything. Mrs. Raanana was by his side, she replaced him and said: “You are the old servant of our family. To be more precise, that year, my family was also grateful to you. If, at that time, my father-in-law had not picked you up and brought you to this house to make you a servant, how could you have given birth to Daisy? Consider this an opportunity for you to repay our family.” “Plus, your daughter gets to marry a rich man. That’s your luck. You should thank us for that.” Mrs. Cara took a deep breath, she calmly said: “Madam, I never wanted my daughter to marry a rich man. As long as she marries the person she loves, that’s enough. I beg you to annul this marriage.” “That’s too late. Daisy agreed to this. You don’t need to beg us. Daisy is forced to marry Atlas.” Mrs. Raanana said harshly. She did not give Mrs. Cara time to object. Then, she said to the two bodyguards: “Please watch her, don’t let her run away again, otherwise I will deduct your salary.” Mrs. Cara watched the two of them leave. She cried, why did this happen? She had nothing to do with Narine’s house. Why did this happen to her daughter? Soon the wedding day arrived. Before the wedding day, Daisy was taken to the hotel where the wedding took place. Early in the morning, she was surrounded by three or four people doing her makeup and wearing her wedding dress. The people who did her makeup each looked at her with different eyes, pity, contempt, jealousy, and envy. They superficially gave her makeup. When she put on her wedding dress, they didn’t support them enthusiastically. Looking at their attitude, Daisy immediately kicked them all out. She did it all herself. The employees were kicked out. They couldn’t help but get angry and pouted: “Even though she’s poor, she still brags.” “She married a disabled person. Why does she dare to be arrogant towards us?” Another female employee spoke up. “If you speak softly, others hear it, you will be fired.” In the room, Daisy finished her makeup, then, she put on her wedding dress, her face was not happy, and looking in the mirror, she continued to adjust her hair. — At that time, there was a bit of chaos at Drkov’s house. Today was Atlas’s wedding day, but he didn’t want to go. He even got angry and threw things around. “Get out.” In the room decorated in red, on the first floor, an angry voice rang out. Several maids in the room looked at the man in the wheelchair. They were afraid to go near him. They just looked at each other, not knowing what to do. The butler took the groom’s suit and entered the room. He looked at Atlas and said: “Young master, it’s almost time, quickly change your clothes.” “Get out,” Atlas shouted as he threw another glass on the ground. “Butler, what should we do? The young master is so upset, we can’t help him.” A servant spoke up. The butler looked at the man in the wheelchair who had his back turned to him, then he looked at the frightened maids and said, “You go out first.” The maids hurriedly left, the butler put the suit aside, and he also walked out. Atlas sat there, his face could not hide the pain and anger, he did not want to get married. If it’s not the person he loves, he won’t marry any other woman. Furthermore, he also did not believe that the other woman volunteered to marry him. Everyone avoided him, women were afraid to get close to him. How would anyone agree to be his wife? Even the person he loved turned his back on him. Who wants to be with a cripple like him? Remembering what the woman had said to him that day, Atlas couldn’t control his anger. He threw another object on the ground. Women, in the end, only want material things and fame and fortune. The woman he loved for three years and said she would hold his hand for the rest of his life was no exception. Her love for him was just a lie. In essence, she wanted to hold his property in her hands. When he had nothing left, she immediately left him. Atlas looked down at his disabled legs again. For more than a year, he had lived with these disabled legs. It was because of them that he lost everything, but because of that, he recognized the evil intentions of some people.

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