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 that tree probably costs hundreds of

the tree alone is worth millions?”

this is what wealth smells like? It’s

who had never been to Eastlake herself, heard their comments and sneered. “Tsk, if you’re so envious, just

sting in Veronica’s words without needing to say

exploded. If Charmaine hadn’t been there

can you not talk for once?”

I not allowed to speak the truth?”

“Some people act all high and mighty, but deep down, they want nothing more than to be Mr. Emyr’s personal servant. Too

her fists and

victorious, stuck her tongue out playfully and returned to

Celeste smirked. “Veronica’s so jealous. When

leaned in and whispered, “Charmaine, is your

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staying with Mr. Emyr, aren’t you? That’s settled. Veronica’s probably going to be so jealous tonight–no,

no words.

cameras in the house–how else could

finally arrived at the Cross Residence and slowly approached the vast

In the distance, they could see maids, servants, and bodyguards dressed in uniform,

the Crosses? Are you sure

mid–scale company! Just the cost of employing them would