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Mirabel’s return from abroad should have been a celebration, until Regina unknowingly crossed the heiress she was trying to win over.

Elara grew up in the slums, but was later forcibly taken back by her godfather father. Her stepmother Iris thought she was trying to seduce Lorenzo and even tried to kill her. After a series of schemes, Elara finally woke up to the truth, and a mother-daughter battle full of intrigue and fights began. Who will end up as the ultimate winner?

The only daughter of the tycoon Miles, heir to Rong Group, Mirabel, has finally returned from studying abroad. Miles’s secretary and girlfriend, Regina, eager to gain Mirabel’s approval and secure her marriage into the family, brings along a priceless medical reagent—personally gifted to her by Miles—to greet Mirabel at the airport. But by a twist of fate, Mirabel stops a car and the reagent is shattered. In a fit of rage, Regina, not knowing Mirabel’s true identity, does something to her that she will regret for the rest of her life.

The only daughter of the tycoon Miles, heir to Rong Group, Mirabel, has finally returned from studying abroad. Miles’s secretary and girlfriend, Regina, eager to gain Mirabel’s approval and secure her marriage into the family, brings along a priceless medical reagent—personally gifted to her by Miles—to greet Mirabel at the airport. But by a twist of fate, Mirabel stops a car and the reagent is shattered. In a fit of rage, Regina, not knowing Mirabel’s true identity, does something to her that she will regret for the rest of her life.

The only daughter of the tycoon Miles, heir to Rong Group, Mirabel, has finally returned from studying abroad. Miles's secretary and girlfriend, Regina, eager to gain Mirabel's approval and secure her marriage into the family, brings along a priceless medical reagent—personally gifted to her by Miles — to greet Mirabel at the airport. But by a twist of fate, Mirabel stops a car and the reagent is shattered. In a fit of rage, Regina, not knowing Mirabel's true identity, does something to her that she will regret for the rest of her life.

Someone @'d me on Nextdoor. "Hey, penthouse girl. You're single. What do you need a whole rooftop garden for? My husband's throwing a party. We'll be needing it starting tomorrow." "Don't worry, we'll give you two hundred bucks a month for upkeep. You'll make a couple hundred for doing jack shit. You should be thrilled." I stared at the screen. It was a joke. I was Don Ricci's heir, groomed to run the South Side. But I traded that life for a paintbrush. This apartment was my sanctuary, my quiet place. That rooftop garden wasn't some building perk. It was mine. I'd paid half a million cash for the deed when I bought the place. I turned it into my sunroom studio. And now someone thinks they can have it for two hundred bucks a month? I replied with two words: "Dream on." I didn't expect the building manager and two security guards at my door the next day. Someone had filed a complaint about me "misusing community resources." And now, for the sake of "neighborly harmony," they were demanding my keys. Fine. They wanted to throw civility out the window? They were about to learn what real power felt like.

On my ninety-ninth rebirth, I stopped fighting with the real heiress, Lily Hart. I accepted every false accusation she threw at me and let my relationships with my two childhood friends fall apart. I told myself it was fine. At least Wayne Fall was still on my side. That lasted until Lily's birthday gala, when her gown suddenly slipped and nearly left her exposed in front of everyone. Wayne pulled her into his arms and, for the first time, turned his anger on me. "Do you even remember who you are? You're not a Hart by blood. What makes you think you can compete with Lily?" What he didn't know was that every time I tried to expose Lily, everyone I cared about died in horrifying ways. In the first life, my childhood friend, Adrian Cole, was crushed beneath a freight truck, his skull shattered. In the second, my cousin, Ryan Hayes, fell from a skyscraper and was torn apart on impact. In the third, my fiancé, Wayne, was trapped in a blazing fire and burned alive... Adrian and Ryan threw me into the estate's artificial lake. I couldn't swim. Water flooded my lungs until tears streamed down my face, but no matter how desperately I begged for help, neither of them reacted. By the time my consciousness finally faded away, someone dragged me out of the water. Then I heard them talking. "Looks like she's finally learned her lesson. At least you won't have to keep hypnotizing her anymore, Wayne. I was starting to worry all those pills would fry her brain." "There'll definitely be some cognitive damage... But we didn't have a choice. Lily's the Harts' real daughter. If she refused to give in, she'd end up being pushed out of the family sooner or later." So, the countless "rebirths" I'd experienced were nothing more than an illusion. I'd simply been hypnotized. But I never needed to cling to a place in the Hart family. I had a family of my own too

On my ninety-ninth rebirth, I stopped fighting with the real heiress, Lily Hart. I accepted every false accusation she threw at me and let my relationships with my two childhood friends fall apart. I told myself it was fine. At least Wayne Fall was still on my side. That lasted until Lily's birthday gala, when her gown suddenly slipped and nearly left her exposed in front of everyone. Wayne pulled her into his arms and, for the first time, turned his anger on me. "Do you even remember who you are? You're not a Hart by blood. What makes you think you can compete with Lily?" What he didn't know was that every time I tried to expose Lily, everyone I cared about died in horrifying ways. In the first life, my childhood friend, Adrian Cole, was crushed beneath a freight truck, his skull shattered. In the second, my cousin, Ryan Hayes, fell from a skyscraper and was torn apart on impact. In the third, my fiancé, Wayne, was trapped in a blazing fire and burned alive... Adrian and Ryan threw me into the estate's artificial lake. I couldn't swim. Water flooded my lungs until tears streamed down my face, but no matter how desperately I begged for help, neither of them reacted. By the time my consciousness finally faded away, someone dragged me out of the water. Then I heard them talking. "Looks like she's finally learned her lesson. At least you won't have to keep hypnotizing her anymore, Wayne. I was starting to worry all those pills would fry her brain." "There'll definitely be some cognitive damage... But we didn't have a choice. Lily's the Harts' real daughter. If she refused to give in, she'd end up being pushed out of the family sooner or later." So, the countless "rebirths" I'd experienced were nothing more than an illusion. I'd simply been hypnotized. But I never needed to cling to a place in the Hart family. I had a family of my own too

XXL Claire is about to become Lucas's bride, filled with anticipation. However, on her wedding day, she suffers multiple betrayals and humiliations from her fiancé Lucas and her best friend Stella. Devastated by these blows, Claire is finally found by her biological father, Victor, the billionaire, and becomes the heiress. Determined to completely change herself, she undergoes a thorough metamorphosis. Six months later, a radiantly new Claire appears at a banquet.

Cindy, a street-smart homeless girl, steals Professor Henry’s wallet, leading to their rocky first encounter. Her life takes a sudden turn when she’s taken to her birth father, who reveals she’s the sole heiress to the Perrault family and arranges her engagement to Edward, the son of the old-money Hartman family. To secure the Hartmans' approval, her father asks Henry to transform her into a refined lady, sparking both tension and attraction between tutor and student. As Ana, Cindy’s adopted sister, tries to sabotage her at every turn, Cindy learns to outwit the traps with Henry’s help. Though Edward begins to fall for her, Cindy finds herself drawn to Henry, torn between family duty and a love she never expected.