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Reborn Hearts: The Billionaire's Devoted Wife

Kendall, a well-known assassin, that struck terror in the hearts of her enemies. Kendall was known for being the best among the best, and her alias 'Phoenix’ was whispered all over the underground scene. However, the Phoenix’s reign was short-lived and by her own machinations, nonetheless. It is a horrible thing to lose your most loved person, especially in a tragic manner. It seemed she was spurred by the complete depression over having nothing and no one to live for. Therefore, she gave it her all and completely destroyed the ones who took her younger sister from her.However, after sacrificing herself to save her younger sister. one would not expect a killer to be reborn as a caterpillar or even a dung beetle, but here we have Kendall. Maybe she saved a country in a past life. Or was it good karma for destroying an organization of assassins, she finds herself reincarnated as a timid and obedient rural high school girl. Bullied by classmates? Double standards from teachers? Looked down upon by her fiancé? As challenges arise and pressure mounts from powerful conglomerates,she meets Damien Knight, a man with a very straight-forward personality. He meets someone like Kendall and can’t control his intrigue about her. The young lady was a complete mystery to him and everything she did always surprised him. Both their personalities are quite similar to a certain degree. Though her request could make anyone struggle to keep a straight face. She calmly rubs her wrist and delivers a warning, “I hope you won’t regret provoking me.” Behind her, a noble and handsome man appears out of nowhere, willing to go to any lengths to protect and support her.”Why?” she asks. “You saved my grandfather, so I offer myself in return. Any problem?” he replies with a low chuckle.

black_flowertrend · Urban
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436 Chs

CHAPTER 284

When Kendall woke up, it was already noon the next day.

She rubbed her temples, feeling a sharp pain in her head, which hadn't fully recovered.

"Drink water."

There was a glass of water in front of her, held by a large, slender hand—Damien's hand.

She took a sip of the water, her voice hoarse, "What's wrong with me?"

Her memory lingered on the clear bar. There was something wrong with the glass of wine that Layla poured her, and she fell unconscious after drinking it. She couldn't understand why she woke up in the Knight Family Manor.

Had Layla done something? What was his purpose?

Seeing Kendall frown, Damien handed her the materials arranged on the table.

Kendall opened them and her eyes grew colder and colder, her face filled with hostility. Behind the hostility lay disappointment and hurt.