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Vivian, who was originally a wealthy heiress, was tortured to death in her past life by Devin, the son of her family's driver, and his mistress, Stella. The company her father left behind was also controlled by Devin. In her final moments, Vivian realized that the one who loved her most was actually her fiancé Kolton, whom she had repeatedly rejected. Reborn into a new life, Vivian became completely clear-minded. She decided to pursue Kolton's love, joining forces with him to take revenge on Devin and Stella.

On her wedding day, the female architect is betrayed by her fiancé and adopted younger sister. Red paint is splattered all over her wedding dress in public. After uncovering their plot to steal her patents, she calls off the wedding without hesitation. With the backing of a Wall‑Street tycoon, she joins forces to seek revenge, tears apart the wealthy family’s schemes, uncovers long‑buried secrets and biochemical conspiracies, and rises to become a queen, rewriting her own destiny.

Lyra, true Blackwell heiress, was framed by adopted Celestine and abandoned in jungle. Five years later, she returns with power to communicate with animals. She exposes all plots, takes back group control, and gains a fulfilling life with sincere tycoon Silas.

Dragged back from the slums, Elara Kane expected family love—only to be framed, beaten, and cast out while her scheming sister stole everything. Betrayed and killed, she is reborn at the moment of her downfall. This time, no more begging. Elara tears off her sister’s mask, cuts ties with the Kanes, and chooses the family who truly loves her. With their support, she rises to the top as a star student and gifted jewelry designer. And when the Kanes realize what they lost, all they can do is drown in regret.

Ling Yimo returned for biz summit, father revealed mistress/bastard daughter. Cut ties, bullied by Su Tang & Chen Feifei. Fiancé Lu Shaoze became her light, they took revenge. Villains punished.

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

Billionaire heiress Chloe Vance shelters her husband Rohan's penniless family in her luxury villa—only for them to steal her late mother's emerald necklace, evict her, and stage a fake-royalty wedding. Chloe strikes back: exposes the theft and fraud live, then traps Rohan and rival Sterling in a corporate espionage sting. Divorced and unshackled, she leads her company to a trillion-dollar valuation, proving kindness must have teeth.

After witnessing her family’s murder and her inheritance being stolen by her adoptive sister and lawyer, Su Tao survives and spends years planning her revenge. Returning to the family under the guise of her uncle’s illegitimate daughter, she is unexpectedly helped and hindered by her cunning fiancé.