Mira remembered looking at her family with pleading eyes as she was dragged to the basement, but no one was willing to help her. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her 'dear' sister's lips curl into a smirk.
In her previous life, Mara had certainly succeeded.
But now that Mira was back, she would repay everything, with interest.
Just then, she heard footsteps outside, followed by the sound of the door opening.
As a wave of dizziness washed over her, Mira dug her nails sharply into her palm. The piercing pain instantly cleared her head, and a derisive smirk slowly formed on her lips.
She had already died once. What was there to be afraid of?
Before she turned seventeen, Mira was the only girl in the family—smart and beautiful.
Her parents used to say she was a gift from heaven, the apple of their eye, and that would never change.
Her four older brothers all said she was the little princess of the family and they would protect her forever.
Their words still echoed in her ears, but later events proved that she was the only one who ever took them to heart.
In her past life, she had thought she wasn't good enough, and she tried desperately to please them, to win back the affection she once had.
In the end, she met a gruesome end, killed by her kidnappers.
With that, the debt for raising her was paid in full. All ties of kinship were severed.
In this life, she wouldn't care about anyone else. She would live only for herself.
As for the real culprits, just you wait and see how I deal with you!
As her thoughts churned, a deliberate footstep approached from a distance.
Mira looked up to find him standing over her, his posture as rigid and unyielding as a stone pillar.
“Mira, do you know what you did wrong?”
The man's gaze was deep, his face handsome and composed. It was her brother, Ethan, the current CEO of the Mercer Group.
Mira’s eyes landed on his face, studying it inch by inch.



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