LOGINOne year later.My company had expanded into a small but well-known private equity firm.Travis had become a regular visitor, showing up at my office every few days under the pretense of “business discussions”, though each time he brought a different cafe’s afternoon tea.The employees joked that Mr. Rothschild had more than just business on his mind.I wasn’t oblivious to his intentions, of course, but someone who had died once doesn’t easily open their heart again.That day, I had just finished a video conference when Travis walked in carrying a cake box.“Freshly baked strawberry shortcake. I remember you liked it,” he said, smiling brightly.I gave him a helpless look. “Mr. Rothschild, if you keep this up, I’m going to start charging you rent for occupying my space.”“Go ahead,” he said without a care, setting the cake on my desk. “Might as well charge me, too.”I laughed at him, about to say something else, when a knock came at the office door.My assistant poked her hea
Leo’s pupils dilated to the extreme in an instant.The color drained completely from his face. His lips trembled as he failed to say a single word.He stared at me, his eyes filled with overwhelming shock and confusion, as if he were hearing something utterly impossible.“No… impossible…” he muttered to himself. “That’s impossible… you’re lying…”“Whether I’m lying or not, you can go check for yourself.”After throwing out those words, I rolled the window back up, stepped on the gas, and drove off without looking back.In the rearview mirror, his figure grew smaller and smaller until it became just a black dot, standing stiffly in place like a weathered statue.I knew that what I had said was enough to shatter the very foundation of his worldview.A woman he had never once taken seriously, someone he thought he could trample at will, had returned with the memories and hatred of a previous life and destroyed everything he had ever been proud of.That kind of blow hurt far more
I talked with Travis for a long time.He was an interesting man—witty, humorous, and intelligent.He didn’t press me any further about my past with Leo. Instead, he talked with me about future business strategies, artificial intelligence, and even about the vast possibilities ahead.As we spoke, I realized that talking to him was something easy and genuinely pleasant.It wasn’t like being with Leo, where I was chasing his pace. I was always trying to read his thoughts, constantly afraid that I might say the wrong thing or show the wrong expression.Before we parted, Travis extended an invitation.“Ms. Morgan, would you be interested in joining the Rothschild Group? As for the position and salary, just name your terms.”I smiled and shook my head.“Thank you for the offer, Mr. Rothschild, but for now, I don’t want to work for anyone.”This time, I wanted to live for myself.Travis looked a little regretful, but he still respected my decision.“Alright then. But the doors of
“What… what is this?” His voice came out hoarse.“A proposal,” I replied, picking up the glass of lemonade on the table and taking a slow sip. “I originally planned to send it to a few of your biggest rivals at nine tomorrow morning. But now, it seems that won’t be necessary.”“You!” Leo shot to his feet, glaring at me, his eyes bloodshot and filled with disbelief. “Nicole, you wouldn’t dare!”“Try me.” I set the glass down and stood up, looking down at him from above.“Fix what you did to my father’s company immediately. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee where the backups of this report might end up.”Sophie was completely stunned. Her mouth hung open as she looked from me to Leo, whose face had turned deathly pale, unable to say a single word.She had probably never seen me so forceful and cold, even carrying a hint of ruthlessness.Leo’s chest rose and fell violently as he stared at me like I was some kind of stranger or perhaps a monster.“You… what exactly do you want?”“Wha
I didn’t go back home. Instead, I went straight to another property.It was a small apartment I had bought with my own money, so neither Leo nor the Morgans knew about it.I needed an absolutely quiet environment to plan my next steps.The next day, I received a call from my father. His voice sounded both exhausted and furious.“Nicole, what exactly did you do to Leo? Several of our ongoing partnerships fell through overnight! Every single one of them said Mr. Smith had intervened!“Go beg him right now! Otherwise, our whole family will be left with nothing!”I listened to his shouting on the other end, yet my heart remained completely unmoved.Leo had used this trick in my previous life as well.Every time I was “disobedient”, he would use my father’s company to pressure me.And my father would always, without fail, shift all that pressure onto me.“That’s your company, not mine,” I replied coldly. “Figure it out yourself.”“You!” My father was so angry that he couldn’t spe
I didn’t stay at the hotel for long. Very soon, I rented an apartment for the time being and settled in.That day, while I was at home going through an investment report, I received an unexpected call from Leo’s assistant, Gavin Sinclair.“Ms. Morgan,” Gavin said politely, “Mr. Smith has an urgent meeting, but the analysis report for the Westside project can’t be found. You were the one following up on that project before. Do you happen to know where the report is?”The Westside project.Of course I remembered it.In my previous life, that project had been a major turning point in Leo’s career, but it had also hidden a massive pitfall.Back then, I had pulled three all-nighters, going through countless materials before finally uncovering that hidden risk, which helped him avoid it perfectly and earn a huge profit.It was also after this that his position in the company truly became secure.Holding my phone, I fell silent for a few seconds.“I don’t remember,” I said calmly. “I







