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?”

like walking into an ultra–luxury destination! Just the land beneath

the possibility that the tree alone

is what wealth smells like?

so envious, just try harder. Maybe you can work at the Crosses as a

understanding the sting in Veronica’s words

back, nearly exploded. If Charmaine hadn’t been there

you not talk for

am I not allowed

all high and mighty, but deep down, they want nothing more than to be Mr. Emyr’s personal servant. Too bad Mr. Emyr doesn’t

and glared back ferociously.

victorious, stuck her tongue out playfully and returned to her seat.

Charmaine’s calm indifference, Celeste smirked. “Veronica’s so jealous. When

she leaned in and whispered, “Charmaine,

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thing in the world. “I see. You’re staying with Mr. Emyr, aren’t you? That’s settled. Veronica’s probably going to be so jealous

no

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

minutes later, the minibus finally arrived at the Cross Residence and slowly

meticulously crafted artificial landscape. In the distance, they could see

you sure it’s

servants here; they could form a mid–scale company! Just the cost of employing them would be enough to last me