My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

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As Veronica had said, Leah had been born into a life that most people could only dream of, standing at the pinnacle of success from the moment she was born, a height others would spend their entire lives striving

for but never reach.

They pitied themselves, but even more so, they sympathized with Charmaine.

Everything Leah had now was originally meant to be Charmaine’s.

But sadly she simply wasn’t destined for that life.

With that contrast, they all felt a little better about themselves.

After packing up a pile of almost brand–new clothes at Leah’s, the group headed to their next destination.

As the sky darkened, the car slowly entered Eastlake, the largest and wealthiest neighborhood in Eragos.

The area, occupied by the most expensive real estate in the city, seemed almost mystical, vast, and mysterious, like a primeval forest. Everyone couldn’t help but stare, their eyes wide open, too mesmerized to blink. They eagerly pulled out their phones, recording videos.

“Oh my god, who would’ve thought my first time coming to Eastlake would be to visit a classmate’s house?”

retire here. D*mn it, it’s like walking into an ultra–luxury destination! Just

the possibility that the tree alone is worth millions?”

so this is what wealth smells like? It’s

herself, heard their comments and sneered. “Tsk, if you’re so envious,

silent, understanding the sting in Veronica’s words without needing to say

If Charmaine hadn’t been there to hold her back, she would’ve

not talk

am I not allowed to speak the

want nothing more than to be Mr. Emyr’s personal servant. Too bad Mr. Emyr doesn’t even look at

clenched her fists and glared

her tongue out playfully and returned to

smirked. “Veronica’s so jealous. When we get there, she’s going

in and whispered, “Charmaine, is your room

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Mr. Emyr, aren’t you? That’s

no words.

but wonder if Celeste had installed surveillance cameras in the house–how else could

minibus finally arrived at the Cross Residence and slowly approached the vast

the sprawling villas set amid a meticulously crafted artificial landscape. In the distance, they could see maids, servants, and bodyguards dressed in uniform,

Is this really the Crosses? Are you sure it’s not some

Just the cost of employing them would be enough to last me a lifetime!”