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When The Rightful Heiress Is Reborn

Leila died at the hands of the people she trusted most in her past life, and she even uncovered the truth about her father's death. It was only then that she realized she was merely a chess piece in her stepmother's game, discarded once she lost her usefulness. She left the world filled with pain, resentment, and regret. But God doesn't condone evil. Leila was reborn, given a second chance eight years before her misery began! Now, she has the opportunity to correct her mistakes and live her life to the fullest. She rises to become a hidden big boss in many fields, in total control of everything—except her brother. ***Excerpt*** His calloused finger traced her nape sensually as he pinned her against the wall, towering above her. She bit her lip to stifle a moan and carefully called out, "Jayden?" He hummed lightly in response, his hand never stopping. "I—What are you doing?" He smirked, his attractive blue eyes shining affectionately as his hand moved down. "Doing you." Alright, she couldn't understand him at all! [2024 WSA Entry] NOTE: The main leads aren't related; they just address each other as brother and sister since they grew up together. Thanks for reading in advance, hope you gonna enjoy it. A/N: 300 Powerstones a week guarantee three extra chapters. 50 Golden Tickets a month also guarantee that.

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Hm sorry

[This damn woman, how dare she call your face a fake?! Did she know how much I have to search to get a face this perfect for you?! Is she blind! HOW DARE SHE?!!!!!]

"She is definitely blind," Aysel supported the system's words for once.

[Then go ahead and show her the shit you are made of! Slap her mouth so she wouldn't dare say such nonsense again.] The system continued to rage.

"Don't worry, calm down, o'system."

Contrary to everyone's expectation, Aysel only chuckled slightly, eying the trio with an unamused gaze.

"What are you laughing at?!" Anabelle glowered.

"Mmm, I am just thinking of getting plastic surgery for real, I need to thicken my face so I can be as shameless as you, and wouldn't feel embarrassed to accuse someone of something they never did."

"how am I accusing you? Do I need a reason to accuse you? You've always been shameless, wanting to be as popular as Daisy, but unfortunately, you got no real substance."