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Second Life: Dead Wife Rises For Vengeance

Chapter 6 Different

Word Count: 1149    |    Released on: 25/02/2026

things. Andrea had always been willful, but kind-hearted. She

o be foolish. I couldn't tell who was sincere and who was pretending

, her voic

you and Ms. Dorian. She's getting old-I don't wa

bit h

at Melinda and her daughter were up to no good. Back then, both she an

nally woken up, Ruby h

ardened wi

is yours. I'll

ed. She pulled Rub

nk y

family fell, the servants scattered one by one-but Ms. Dorian and

nd," Ruby added anxiously. "They lowered thei

y-though the smile n

ve a pretty good idea of

.

return until evening, ar

bottles of Chanel perfume and ch

for you, one for me. At the Christmas masquerade

us floral fragrance-soft,

s and inhaled deeply,

wear matching outfits-we'll have matchi

deal," Sandra

a flash of vicious intent

.

Business Administration program was especially elite. Most students there came from

tention-so everyone went all out to shin

the hall as well-bred sons and daughters of powerful fami

Sandra, Andrea

look beauti

mask that revealed only her elegant nose and rosy lips. She wore a laye

ry bit the per

," Sandra replied politely-

that... does she thin

lcoat exclaimed as he approached them. "At this rate, I'm goi

jawline and a proud, straight nose. His beautiful eyes curved with

in on her slender fin

days, and you're already even

riends faster than outfits. He'd set his sights on Andrea not long ago, but she'd never given

his eyes i

a passing server, handed one to her, and gentl

ould die happy. Would you do me the honor

, Ethan never spared

ically explod

tion at every ball. This was the first time she'd b

d smoothly, clinking her glass ag

owed the wine, Sandr

. just wait. Hell

han a venom

ool. Go to r

.

littering crowd for a long ti

ing with a man

long, toned legs, knee-high boots emphasizing every step. She wore no mask. Her expression was coo

together across the dance fl

re hall

y, and jealousy follo

tared, u

rent-proud, playful, seductive, aloof

erous, intoxicating. And the closer

fixation. Her fingers tightened aroun

s mi

set the glass aside, and walked

ed to thunder

d an eyebro

you're undeniably t

ere Sandra and Steven had just stepped in

ou complimenting

locking her view. Her frag

e-would you

slightly, her s

ady like so

ion darkene

ncing with

ed and walked away, her black-clad figure weaving

face hidden behind the mask-b

ver dismissed

thinks he can s

ourting

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Second Life: Dead Wife Rises For Vengeance
Second Life: Dead Wife Rises For Vengeance
“On her second wedding anniversary, Andrea Reed lost everything. Her husband demanded a divorce. Her stepsister was his mistress. And the family empire she'd spent years protecting? Just a prize they'd plotted to steal. Before she could fight back, they pushed her off a cliff-pregnant, broken, and full of regret. But fate gave her a second chance. This time, she's not naive. She chooses power. Revenge. She plays the perfect fiancée while collecting proof. Turns their traps into public humiliation. Lets her enemies destroy themselves from within. She'll make them beg for mercy before they fall. And then there's Samuel Kingswell. Dangerously powerful, unreadable, the only man who sees straight through her perfect, smiling mask.He's a wild card. And for the first time in this fight, she doesn't know what to expect.”