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Her Second Chance at Vengeance

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 791    |    Released on: 09/07/2025

took in the scene with a single, sweeping glance-Julian' s bruised face, Chloe' s fake tea

, found mine across the chaotic ballroom. He walked toward me, his steps unhurried a

en, to the astonishment of ev

urrounded by diamonds that seemed to capture all the light in the room. It was the ring I had secretly

"Julian is a fool and a disgrace. You deserve better. You deserve a man w

lding a universe of sincerity.

pers, the chaos, a single,

were not tears of rage or sorrow. They were

blind with love to listen. When my family' s fortune crumbled, he secretly funneled money to my parents. When I died, he was the only one from the T

iracle. A second chance I

y held him. "The spare? The legitimate heir with none

tempt to reclaim control, bu

d, out of my father's protective embrace and into Marcus's. I wrapp

h emotion but loud enough for everyone

t of his heart. It was the most real and reassuring sound I

ust another trap, another man using me. But then I felt his arms tight

with disbelief. "This is a joke, right? You're trying to make me

gh to look at Julian. I let him see the cold,

voice flat. "There is only you, and t

My mother was already beaming. This was a match they could be proud of. The guests, sensing the dr

bsolutely sure about this, Olivia?" he murmured, his v

r been more sure of anything

do this! I love you!" he screamed, str

uards began to drag Julian from the ballro

ded. And as Marcus slipped the beautiful sapphire ring onto m

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“The last thing I remembered was the cold, my body broken, kneeling in the snow at Chloe Davis' s memorial. I was Olivia Reynolds, a tech heiress who gave everything for Julian Thorne, only for him to shatter my soul. He built a digital shrine to his "dead" ex-girlfriend in our home, forcing me to chant repentance for sins I didn' t commit, mourning a woman whose supposed death catalyzed his public transformation into a guru. This relentless torment led to my miscarriage, the loss of our unborn child, and ultimately, my own lonely death. Then, I opened my eyes. I was back in the bridal suite of the Grand Astoria Hotel, on my wedding day, the scent of gardenias filling the air. The day it all began, again. Julian walked in, his charming smile now turning my stomach. "Olivia, my love," he said, "I need to talk to you about Chloe." He spun the same manipulative tale from my past life, claiming Chloe was leaving the country forever and he needed to see her "one last time" for "our future." He called it a sacrifice we had to make, together. The same sacrifice that had made me the lamb on his altar before. I remembered his cruelty, my empty crib, my parents' grief, Ethan' s vacant eyes after Julian destroyed his life. He had been reborn too, and knew. But this time, I wouldn't be so foolish. I wouldn't cry or beg. I would give Julian exactly what he thought he wanted: my blessing to go.”
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