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?”

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

the tree

is what wealth smells like? It’s not rotten

comments and sneered. “Tsk, if you’re so envious, just try harder. Maybe you can work at the

Veronica’s words without needing

unable to hold back, nearly exploded. If Charmaine hadn’t been there to hold her back, she would’ve stormed over to confront

you not talk for once?”

allowed to speak the

act all high and mighty, but deep down, they want nothing more than to be Mr.

and glared back ferociously.

victorious, stuck her tongue out playfully and returned to her

When we

in and whispered, “Charmaine,

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nodded, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “I see. You’re staying with Mr. Emyr, aren’t you? That’s settled.

had no words.

but wonder if Celeste had installed surveillance cameras in

at the Cross Residence and slowly approached the vast

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

Crosses? Are you sure it’s not some luxury resort or villa complex?”

so many servants here; they could form a mid–scale company! Just the cost of employing them