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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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170 Chs
#R18
#MYSTERY
#TRANSMIGRATION
#REVENGE
#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
#DRAMATIC
#FACESLAPPING
#SUPERSTAR
#STRONGFL

Killer Heels

Lyle's fingers, once tightly gripping the warped railing, slowly relaxed as he gently lowered the phone from his ear, the device slipping back to rest at his side. The tension that had coiled within him moments before dissipated, leaving behind a noticeable change in his breathing—each inhale and exhale deeper and steadier than before.

Behind him, Jania hesitated, her hands clasped tightly together. Her expression was a mixture of concern and uncertainty, the furrow of her brow and the slight bite of her lower lip betraying her inner turmoil. Despite her apprehension, she took a tentative step closer, the soft rustle of her pajamas barely audible in the silence.

"How is she?"

Lyle tore his gaze away from the empty space he had been staring at and fixed his eyes on Jania with an indifferent expression. "She's fine," he said, returning the phone to her.