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Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After
That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
Diamond In Disguise: Now Watch Me Shine
Too Late For Regret: The Genius Heiress Who Shines
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Don't Leave Me, Mate
The moment Elara awoke in her second life, she wasted no time: five billion dollars-gifted as a wedding present-was spent on acquiring a desolate, off-the-grid island no one wanted.
The sales officer was stunned. "Miss Elara, are you sure? The island is virtually unreachable. No signal, no society-completely cut off."
"That's precisely the point," she replied, her voice steady. "Peace. Solitude. No interruptions."
With a signature and a swipe of her card, the island was hers.
In her past life, she never touched that money. It had come from Aurelian Vale-the most affluent man in Riverton and her then-fiancé. But the wealth, the engagement, the dream of a future with him-all of it was an illusion.
This time, reborn just after their engagement, she vowed to live differently. The first lesson? Self-prioritization.
As she stepped onto the sidewalk, a sleek Maybach screeched to a halt. The door flung open, and Aurelian strode toward her with long, urgent steps.
"Elara," he commanded, "come with me."
He didn't wait for her reply. Her hand was seized, and she was practically flung into the back seat. The car raced through the city to a hospital. Without explanation, she was dragged straight to the blood transfusion ward.
Only after the needle pierced her vein did he speak. "Margaux fell. She's bleeding heavily. We only need a bit this time, don't worry."
Before Elara could respond, a stinging slap greeted her cheek. Her mother stood fuming. "You little brat! I told you to stay with your sister!"
Her father didn't raise a hand, but his glare burned. "If something happens to Margaux, you'll answer for it."
Elias, her brother, didn't even look at her. "Maybe we should just keep her tied up so she doesn't disappear again."
This was her family-her role, a glorified blood bag.
Born solely because her sister had a rare blood condition, Elara's existence served one purpose: to keep Margaux alive. Her body bore years of punctures and withdrawals. Her soul bore years of neglect.
The only person who ever showed her kindness was Aurelian.