Chapter 4: Roxanne Is here?

After they got to their dorm, Roxanne changed her uniform into something more comfortable and casual.

"Sally, I need to go home." Roxanne announced as she stuffed a few clothes into her bag.

"Okay...wait! What?" Sally exclaimed as she turned to look at Roxanne. "When did you plan all of this?" she asked.

"It's urgent and I can't explain. I just need to return home." Roxanne replied.

"But...right now? Can't you leave tomorrow?" Sally suggested.

"No, I can't stay." Roxanne's response was firm and decisive. She didn't want to waste anytime and if she wanted to take control of her future, she had to leave immediately. "I'll call you when I get home, so you won't have to worry."

"Okay," Sally replied as she watched Roxanne walk out of the room carrying her luggage along.

Outside the dorm, Roxanne hailed a taxi to the airport. When they reached the airport, she stepped out of the cab and immediately entered.

Roxanne bought the last plane ticket to Green City. After boarding the plane, she decided to get some rest since the journey would take a couple of hours.

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Green City International Airport

Roxanne strolled out of the airport with a black backpack on her shoulder. Standing across the road, a cold and indifferent glint appeared on her face as she watched the bright, bustling city before her.

"Finally, I am back for my revenge. Mother, I hope you're watching me from above." Roxanne muttered silently as she stared at the pitch black sky.

Roxanne saw a small taxi car driving toward her, and waved her hand to signal the driver to stop the vehicle.

The car slowed down and parked in front of her. The taxi driver got off the car and walked towards Roxanne.

"Miss where are you heading to at this time of the night?" He asked worriedly as he collected the backpack from Roxanne and placed it inside the car trunk.

He returned and sat down in the driver's seat while Roxanne stepped into the car and settled down in the back seat.

"Where are you traveling, Miss?" he asked as he looked at Roxanne in the rear mirror.

"Cross Estate." She replied curtly in a calm and lazy tone. The driver nodded his head and drove back on the highway.

After a few minutes of ride, the driver suddenly spoke. "Miss it is unwise and unsafe for a young woman to be out this late. You should always be mindful of your safety, even in a city as friendly as this one." The driver said with a note of concern in his voice. Judging Roxanne's look he could tell that she wasn't an adult yet because he was also a father and he have a daughter just around her age.

"... " Roxanne ignored the driver even though she heard him.

Roxanne's face darkened as she stared at the city outside the window. 'I thought I could use my death as an excuse to run away from my burden. But even my sinful soul was not accepted in heaven and hell. My soul will never rest until I make those bastards pay for stealing from me.'

Roxanne thought as she remembered her painful past life memories. She was so excited to surprise her fiance, but ended up dying in an unimaginable way.

Roxanne wanted to laugh at her previous self's foolishness and stupidity.

Now that she had transmigrated, she was a different person now, hardened by her experiences and wiser in her choices. She clutched her fist as she continued to look outside.

The driver stepped on the gas. He took a few turns before arriving at the estate. The car was parked in front of a big mansion and Roxanne alighted from the vehicle.

She dipped her hand into her pocket and paid him before picking up her bag and strode towards the entrance.

A maid opened the closed entrance door for Roxanne with a bow. Roxanne acknowledged the bow with a gracious nod before entering the building.

Roxanne heard footsteps behind her as she stood in the middle of the main hall. She spun around to see an elderly woman with two young maids beside her standing just three feet away.

The old woman gasped in surprise when she looked at Roxanne's face. The two maids, sensing the old woman's surprise, were confused why Roxanne's presence caused such a reaction.

"Yo...young miss? H-how come you're h..here?" Her mouth was agape and her voice trembling.

The old woman was obviously not expecting Roxanne at that moment and was surprised.

The old woman was surprised because it had been over ten years since she last saw Roxanne. She recognized Roxanne as her former mistress' daughter.

Roxanne's smirked grew wider as she noticed the shock of recognition on the old woman's face. The old lady in front of her was the head maid at the Smith mansion, and a loyal advisor to her stepmother.

"Why shouldn't I be here?" Roxanne questioned back.

"You have my sincere apologies, but I'm sure you understand the shock of such an unexpected arrival," the head maid said in a polite tone.

Though she wondered why the young miss had unexpectedly appeared, she kept her composure and politely welcomed her.

"It had been a long time since I saw you." She added with a wide smile.

Roxanne raised an eyebrow when she saw her smile. She shook her head in disbelief, wondering how she could have let herself be so easily manipulated.

"Have a room prepared for me, I am tired." Roxanne ordered with a stern expression.

"Yes, right away young miss. One of the maids will lead you to your room..."

"Then let's go" Roxanne interrupted, totally uninterested in any further conversation. She had traveled for hours and was exhausted. She wanted to get to her room and relax, and have some peace.

Without another word, Roxanne began her ascent up the stairs, one of the housemaids following close behind.

The head maid watched Roxanne and the maids head to the stairs until their figure finally disappeared, a look of apprehension on her face. 'That arrogant bitch.' She cursed under her breath, her expression darkening.

"Madam is that the third young miss? I have never heard of her before. But why is she here?" The other maid asked, her voice heavy with curiosity.

"This is not the time for idle chatter. You must focus on your tasks." The head maid continued in a firm voice. "The mistress must know of the young miss' presence. Hurry and inform her immediately!" The head maid commanded.

The maid dropped the conversation without hesitation and hurried off to complete her task to avoid further reprimanding.

The maid led Roxanne to her room on the second floor. She glanced at the door for a while, before looking back at the maid.

"You can leave now." Roxanne said and the maids bowed without further argument and left.

Roxanne opened the door and entered the room.

This was the same room that was given to her in her past life. After she was sent overseas to boarding school, her step sister has occupied the room she used to use when she was a child.

"What a shame?" Roxanne muttered as she flopped on the bed.

In the master bedroom on the third floor, Martha sat down in front of the dressing table as she applied some ointment to her face and body.

Martha has been the beneficiary of this luxury for the past decade, a privilege that has brought her great joy and satisfaction.

Few years ago when the news of her marriage to Anthony Smith was made public, a lot of scornful and criticism words were directed at her.

However, Martha did not care. As long as she was the madam of the Smith family and both she and Anthony are in love with each other, she was not concerned about the hateful words.

'It's all because of that crazy bitch.' Martha thought.

When Anthony married Evelyn, Martha was upset because she always thought she would be his wife. Martha realized that Anthony only desired to elevate the Smith family. She patiently waited in anticipation for the day Anthony would divorce Evelyn and make her his wife.

Five years later Evelyn discovered the secret affair between Anthony and Martha who had given birth to two daughters. Martha was delighted as she expected Evelyn to file for a divorce. She thought Anthony could get some of her property if they separated by.

But to her disappointment Evelyn didn't file for a divorce nor did she let any of her family know about her grievance. She even kept her distance from Anthony.

Months later, after discovering her husband's secret affairs, Evelyn became sick and suddenly passed away mysteriously.

Martha was elated when she heard the news about Evelyn's death. Finally, she could be the madam of the Smith family and Anthony could claim her property.

Until one day, Anthony fumed in rage when he discovered that Evelyn had transferred all of her property and company shares. This included all her account and business investments to her daughter's name.

Martha was unhappy with the news she heard. She wanted her daughters to inherit a little of the property if Anthony claimed it.

Martha cursed as she stared into the mirror. "That bitch always ruins my plans.".

'If Anthony can't get the property, I could persuade Roxanne to give her stepsisters someone property or.....' a wicked smile creeped on her face. 'I could just get rid of her.' Martha thought.

"Madam....madam....where are you?" Martha was startled by a maid's yell. The door was opened, as a maidservant rushed in panting.

"What is the meaning of this nonsense? Are you tired of working? Is that why you're yelling?" Martha turned to look at the maid furiously.

"Madam...hurry...the..the..."

Martha scolded angrily, "Stop stammering. Tell me what's making you yell like you saw a ghost."

"It's the young miss... the young miss has arrived." The maidservant's chest heaved while speaking.

"So what are you panicking and yelling about? She inquired thinking it was her daughter, who had decided to spend the night in the mansion instead of their dormitory.

However, they didn't tell me we were coming when I spoke with them.

"Madam you're mistaken, it's not the first and second young miss. The third young miss is here."

"What did you just say?" Martha sprung up from her seat when the maidservant mentioned Roxanne's name.

"Do you mean Roxanne is here? Where is she right now?" She asked anxiously.

"I think one of the maids has taken her to her room " the maid replied.

"Take me to her now." Martha said as she rushed out of the room.

She gritted her teeth in annoyance. Earlier, she was plotting against Roxanne, but unexpectedly, the brat appeared.

"That damn brat. Why did she suddenly arrive here? How could this happen at such an unfortunate time, especially when Anthony is away on a business trip?" Martha couldn't help but complain as she followed the maid.

Martha was panting when she arrived outside the room Roxanne was placed in because she walked in a hurry to get there.

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Roxanne was quiet for a short while as she tried to process all this knowledge that she had just acquired.