Reborn Before Doomsday: The Ruthless CEO's Regret

Chapter 3

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ehind an icy dread. She had just assaulted a powerful man in public

est tightened as the full weight of the exposure hit her: in one blind moment of rage, she had handed Jacob Daniels, and anyone else who came looking, a public record of her capabilitie

acob Daniels, Chloe ran a hand through her d

he bit out, the words

e, melting into the crowd of gawking patrons. The brief satisfaction wa

his slacks, his movements deliberate. His eyes, cold and sharp as a hawk's,

oming with a deep, throbbing ache. He pulled out a slee

surveillance footage from the public library atrium, last ten minutes. I w

around Chloe, but she was already

contrast to the violence of the last few minutes. The shelves were a kaleidoscope of bri

cap off one, and drank deeply, not stopping until half the bottle was gone. The cold, sugary l

s, chocolate bars, beef jerky. She tore open a bag of jerky and began to eat, che

her fingers brushed against the cool metal, a stra

Faintly visible against her skin, like a ghos

her ribs, a frantic, hope

An image exploded in her mind, not a memory, but a destination. A va

l Sub-dimension

ture technology. Her greatest a

ds trembled, not from weakness, but from the sudden, staggering realization of what this me

ll, cluttered convenience store with a new perspective

d-looking clerk was scrolling through his pho

ed up, annoyed

"No," she said, her voice steady and clear. She gestured with a sw

en let out a short, derisiv

o her backpack, pulled out a bank c

ike tone. "Lock the door. I want every s

he sneer vanished, replaced by a look of stunned awe. He

shaking as he reached for the 'Sorry,

es begin to empty. A profound sense of power settled o

lesale warehouses across the city. She pulled out her phon

nd stale coffee. Chloe climbed into the back seat, gave the driver the address of

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“The smell of old paper filled Chloe Gates's lungs as she woke up with a violent gasp in the dead-quiet public library. Her phone screen lit up with a severe weather alert for October 25th, but she knew it wasn't just a storm. It was an engineered apocalypse, the gentle whisper before a global scream orchestrated by a shadowy organization. In her past life, this day marked the beginning of a starving, freezing hell. She remembered gnawing on mushy tree bark in the wasteland of Central Park, and the sickening crack of her own ribs when a man beat her for a piece of scavenged meat. But the deepest trauma came from Jacob Daniels, the elite security chief of the Haven Group. When the deadly blizzard hit, he was the one who locked the compound gates, ignoring her desperate pleas as he left her outside to die. "Are you alright? Should I call someone?" The voice belonged to Jacob himself, standing right in front of her in the library, offering a hypocritical courtesy that mocked her agonizing death. She had died a naive, trusting victim, crushed by a merciless system while the rich and powerful survived. Why should she freeze in the snow again while they profited from the end of the world? Looking down, a silver hexagram glowed faintly on her wrist-her infinite sub-dimensional storage unit had traveled back with her. With twenty-four hours left and an eight-million-dollar trust fund, Chloe walked out of the library. This time, she was going to buy the world.”