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.
Hearing this answer, Damien's frowning brows relaxed, and his mood improved a lot.
He chuckled, and his voice was extremely magnetic, "How much do you trust me?"
Kendall thought about it seriously, and the voice reached Damien's ears,
"Just like trusting Cooper, I trust you."
Damien's pupils trembled slightly.
After a while, he frowned and said softly, "Go to bed early."
"Yes."
The phone hung up.
Damien re-entered the door of Geen's room.
Geen had already taken antipyretics, and was sleeping obediently on the bed, looking at him with a pair of pupils.
"Damien, thank you for taking care of Geen. This is the tea I made for you. Drink it while it's hot." Joey came over with an ordinary cup of tea, his eyes eager.
Damien looked down at the tea.
The tea is also interesting. If you look closely, you will find tiny bubbles constantly floating around the edge of the tea surface, as if someone added something to it.