Chapter 37

Love Story 3-Chapter 1

My name is Julia Morris, and I died.

Killed in a car accident orchestrated by my husband and my own sister.

When I woke up again, I found myself at their younger son's birthday party.

And I... had become their daughter...

I officially became the chairman of the company. Looking at her terrified and desperate expression, I sneered:

"Do you remember Julia Morris?"

I died on a snowy winter day.

There could have been a glimmer of hope for survival, but Sebastian Parker stood there, laughing coldly, unmoved.

And I had placed all my hopes for survival on him.

Pieces of the car wreckage tore through my chest inch by inch.

Blood flowed everywhere, staining the pure white snow, a stark and haunting sight.

The pain was almost unbearable. Looking at Sebastian, just two steps away, I asked in desperation:

"Save me, honey, save me..."

I didn't understand.

romance, starting with nothing, to now being worth millions, I

he said men needed to start businesses, I gave up

underwent three abortions, until I could no longer

on the brink of death, he remained

as he stepped forward and viciously stomped on my

You said

the excruciating pain gradually numbing my

heard

payout to take Parker family's business to

Come here right now! Today is an important day for the Parker family. Al you do is sit there eating and drinking, you

replaced by the glittering scene of a birthday party.

twelfth birthday of my brother,

son of his.

platters, and fine

who said you

flashes dispelled

at me from afar was my mother in this life, my sister from

wore exquisite makeup, adorned with jewels from head to toe, her haute couture

the corner, casually picking up a glass of red wine. I raised it to my lips, gently blowing on it. The aroma wafted up, the taste of high-end wine pure and sweet, leaving a lingering aftertaste. Seeing me unmoved, Sofia frowned, glaring at me before

Parker family's younger son. The guests were

had raised me for twenty years, always putting on this

daughter. In private, I was the money-losing goods that should

Yes, money-losing goods.

this body hadn't fared well in the Parker family

hand, carefully storing

over a glass of light blue cocktail, ordering me to go toast the Young Master

and linking arms with her. Under everyone's gaze, we approached

this is a special cocktail Helen made for you. Why don't

moved, and he also held a glass of

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