Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 2 The First Person They'll Save Jeremiah's words made me laugh. If Elsa did have an appendicitis attack, how could she recover so shortly and be drinking at a bar?

But no matter how absurd her excuses were, Jeremiah would believe anything she said.

I started remembering my past life.

One time after I made her madd, Elsa claimed to have chest pain and difficulty breathing. Jeremiah then locked me in the house and placed me under 24-hour surveillance, even forbidding me from attending my father's birthday.

As memories of my past life flooded my mind, I clenched my teeth in hatred. Jeremiah had blatantly worn away the love I once had for him.

But at the thought of his power... I had to admit that the current me was no match for him, and there was also Jack making things worse.

I clenched my fist and vowed to stay away from Jeremiah in this life. I had to protect my parents and myself at all costs.

Yet I couldn't suppress my surging anger and shot back at him, "Are you saying there was no one around you who could've helped? Did it have to be you?"

and this time, you got into a fight for her sake. What's next? Are they going to

roared as he

now, you're being

was why I

design, and her qualifications matched Cornell Group, a company

I was aware of her ambitions, I genuinely wanted to help her.

connections. But instead of being grateful, she resented me and believed I was keeping

of the same family, I owned 10% of Brown Group's shares while she had

the fact that I had an outstanding fiancé like Jeremiah. She believed she was regarded as a maid despite being

thoughts when we were trapped in a raging fire in my past life. She confessed everything to me

How could someone I treated as family harbor such twisted thoughts? What maid would get treated

attended grand events, and mingled with the elite. I had always regarded her as my sister. Decisions about family