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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.

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.

Servant Arthur hides a forbidden secret: he possesses both Straw and Valve organs. When the tyrant Patriarch falls ill, Arthur reveals his dual form to save him, only to be hunted as a heretic. Now he must shatter the old order or die trying.

Madeline Grant, chairwoman of the Summit Group, lived undercover as a nanny in her son's household for over a decade. After being heartbroken by her granddaughter Ariana Mercer's insults in German, she decided to endure no more. She swiftly reclaimed her assets, froze bank accounts, revealed her true identity, and cut all ties with her family. Returning to lead the conglomerate, she embarked on a new chapter of her life, making her ungrateful family pay a heavy price.

Major General Murong Qiuyu devoted her life to helping the Second Prince, Li Mo, seize the throne out of unwavering love. But once he became emperor, he betrayed her, joining forces with her own sister, Murong Xiner, to have her killed. Given a second chance at life, Qiuyu awakens on the night of her wedding to the Seventh Prince, Li Jian. Determined not to repeat her tragic fate, she forms an alliance with Li Jian—Li Mo's greatest rival—to rewrite destiny. Together, they set out to expose every betrayal and make Li Mo and Murong Xiner pay for their crimes.

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.

In her past life, the wealthy lady concealed her talents and sacrificed everything, only to end up with a tragic fate. In this new life, she reveals her true abilities, takes down her bad relatives, and ultimately stuns the world, winning back the heart of the powerful CEO.