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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.

Zelda is reborn on the day of her daughter's wedding, vowing to expose the true faces of her son-in-law Thomas and her best friend Edie. Faced with her family's distrust, she quietly lays her traps — using super glue, pajamas, chili oil, lubricant, and other schemes to make the two of them thoroughly humiliate themselves in public. From the opening confrontation at the wedding venue to a live-streamed exposé during a Maldives vacation, Zelda advances her plan one calculated step at a time. When her family still refuses to see the truth, she reveals her identity as the chairwoman of Xingrui Group, exposes her best friend Edie's history of fraud, and has the shameless pair thrown behind bars. In the end, she divorces her snobbish husband Zachary, severs ties with her remorseful daughter Lynette, and sets off on a brilliant new chapter of her own.

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.

Gordon James left for a battalion the day after his wedding with Daphne Kirk. Seven years later, Daphne took their son Freddy to Gordon's camp to meet his dad. There she found out he got married to another woman in the camp. Conflicts with his new wife Flora and her mom Jane led to Freddy dying on the trip. Daphne swore to avenge her son with help from her father, Marshal Simon Kirk. Gordon killed Jane to win his powerful father-in-law's favor, only to get killed by Flora who then committed suicide.

Seven years ago, Sean's brother Karson caused a fatal car accident, and to Sean's shock, his fiancée Beth, along with their parents, pressured him to take the blame for Karson and serve time in prison. Beth even went so far as to tell the police that Sean was the killer, leading to his wrongful imprisonment. Seven years later, after studying controllable nuclear fusion technology in prison, Sean gained recognition from the national research institute and was about to start a new job. However, upon his release, he discovered that no one in his family truly loved him. After enduring countless betrayals and hurt, he decided to leave.

Lisa, the true daughter, returns to a family that never wanted her and dies for it. Yet death isn't the end. Shadows rise, truths twist, and vengeance whispers through the halls of the Wallace manor. When justice fails the living… will the dead take it into their own hands?

After being slowly poisoned and blinded by her own husband and his mistress, she loses everything—including her parents. Left for dead, she is saved by her childhood friend, who happens to be a powerful billionaire. Once she regains her sight, she stops running and starts fighting. She unmasks their sickening betrayal and reclaims her empire with a vengeance that will destroy them all.