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Transmigrated Into The True Heiress

Eira Kingston, a feared assassin, never imagined that death would lead her to transmigrate into the body of Ephyra Allen, the disgraced first daughter of the once-powerful Allen family. But what shocked her even more was the soft mechanical voice in her mind, addressing her as "master" and informing her that her soul had returned to its original body. Eira dismissed the strange voice, thinking she was having a post-death hallucination. But waking up in a hospital, with memories that weren’t hers flooding back, she was forced to confront the truth. Ephyra’s life had been nothing short of a nightmare. Despite being the legitimate daughter, she was labeled a bastard, shunned by all, and overshadowed by her scheming stepsister, who had stolen the love of her father and her betrothed. To make matters worse, the wealth and status the Allen family enjoyed were all thanks to Ephyra’s late mother, and the only reason she hadn’t been discarded entirely was due to her mother’s inheritance, locked away until she turned eighteen. But Eira wasn’t one to be defeated by circumstances. If she was going to live Ephyra’s life, she would do so on her own terms. She would destroy those who had caused Ephyra pain, claim the inheritance that was rightfully hers, and find out who was behind her own death. Because if there was one thing Eira knew how to do well, it was to survive—and make her enemies pay. However, being a high-schooler with nothing to her name wasn’t enough. As Ephyra, she’s powerless, but as an assassin, she’s lethal. Still, even that wasn't enough until she became the contracted wife of Lyle Aelion—a powerful, enigmatic figure in the business world with a secret illness. And it turns out, the only thing that can relieve him is her scent.

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Art Project

Everyone came to class early, even Malia and Orla arrived early with their projects in tow, their chatter filling the classroom with a nervous buzz. Though the Art class wasn't in the morning, it was all everyone was talking about. With some people comparing their works, betting on it with exaggerated confidence, while others sat quietly, clutching their projects like lifelines.

Eira couldn't help but get amused. Wasn't it just to get a high grade? And weren't these the students who didn't like to study? So why were they so overhyped to submit their projects?

"What is funny?" Cyran, who was sitting beside her finishing his note, asked as she closed the notebook.

In front of them, Malia was hastily writing the note they were going to submit with the art project because she kept procrastinating and was currently using the free period they had just before lunch and then the art class to write it.