Reborn Heiress: Marrying The Ruthless Billionaire

I was supposed to be celebrating my twenty-first birthday and my engagement to the man I loved.

Instead, I was bleeding out in a crushed car, listening to my fiancé Greggory and my stepsister Alta laughing over the car's Bluetooth.

They had cut my brakes.

As the steering wheel crushed my shattered ribs, they cheerfully clinked their champagne glasses, celebrating their hostile takeover of my family's media empire.

I tried to scream for help, but my lungs wouldn't work.

Then, Alta's sweet voice delivered the final, fatal blow over the speaker.

"Your mother? I took care of her too."

I died in the freezing rain, my heart frozen with absolute hatred as I realized every touch and whispered promise was just a calculated step toward my murder.

I gave them everything, treating them like my closest family.

Why did they have to kill my innocent mother? Why did I blindly trust two vipers who only wanted to drain my blood?

Opening my eyes again, the smell of gasoline was gone.

I was back in my bedroom, safe and unharmed, on the exact day of my twenty-first birthday party.

The day the tragedy began.

Downstairs, my murderers were waiting to spring their trap, expecting me to blindly accept Greggory's proposal.

But this time, I put on a blood-red dress, grabbed the photo of their secret affair, and walked down the stairs to choose a new fiancé—the most ruthless billionaire in the room.