The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice novel Chapter 1

Harriet Munoz, the infamous simpleton in Meawood City, died. 

She died on her birthday. 

Before she died, her younger sister, Nora Munoz, deceived her into signing an organ donation form. As she was tied to the operating table, all the organs that could be donated were removed from her body without anesthesia, causing her to die in excruciating pain. 

As for Vernon Morton, whom she thought was the man she loved? After swindling away the inheritance left to her by her mother, he turned around and gave it to Nora as a betrothal gift. 

Now they were kissing right in front of her corpse. Holding each other, they mocked her for her stupidity. 

It was only just before her death that Harriet saw through their true colors. 

She finally realized that in this world, the only person who had been kind to her was Delbert Carlson. 

He was Harriet’s husband, who didn’t mind that she was mentally challenged, and he even used a marriage contract to protect her. But she put poison in his wine and killed him. 

At that moment, Harriet realized she had made a grave mistake. 

“Delbert, I’ll protect you in the afterlife.” 

… 

“Delbert!” 

Harriet woke up from her dream, tears streaming down her face. The excruciating pain seemed to linger, causing her to shudder. 

She looked around in a daze, realizing that she was not on a blood-soaked operating table, but in the Munoz family’s seemingly luxurious yet extremely simple room. 

‘Wasn’t I dead?’ She wondered. 

“Mom, I don’t want to marry Delbert. I heard he’s ugly and has no interest in women, and he’s ruthless. If I marry him, my life will be disastrous. 

“I am known as a medical genius in Meawood City, and I will be world-famous. How can I marry such an ugly man who has no power or influence? If I have to marry, I will marry the successor to the Carlson Group.” 

A sharp cry suddenly came from downstairs. 

It was Nora, someone Harriet wished she could tear apart. 

Nora said that she didn’t want to marry Delbert Carlson. 

‘Could it be…’ 

Harriet rushed to the calendar. 

The current time was a year ago.