Reborn and Back for Revenge

As soon as school was over, Calvin Latham stood by the classroom door and addressed me in a voice loud enough for the entire class to hear. "What's your deal this time, Madison Smith? Having spent most of my life studying abroad, I consider myself fairly open-minded.

"I don't mind you being the nanny's daughter, but constantly sending me love letters is highly inappropriate! I mean, aren't we all students here? I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this."

After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn.

I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

"And besides, do you have any idea what a love letter even looks like? I guess all that seafood your mother's been cooking for you at my house has turned your brain into a mush. I mean, how could you even misread something like this for something inappropriate?"

Calvin's face immediately fell. It turned out that the word "FOOL" was written in the pink letter. It stood out so much that everyone could see it clearly.

Those people, who had been glaring at me with disdain earlier, were now covering their mouths and trying their best to suppress their laughter.

Yet, even at this moment, Calvin couldn't resist taking advantage of the situation. "I've overlooked your past behavior out of consideration for your family's long-standing service to mine, Madison. However, if you keep this up, I'll have no choice but to force you to walk back home from school alone.

"You see, as the rightful successor to Prosperous Group, everything about me is inextricably linked to the company's image, and I'm not about to let your antics ruin our company's reputation."

Calvin stood there with a Bentley car key in his hand, threatening me as blatantly as ever. I had to admit, there was something almost impressive about his audacity. I couldn't help but wonder if he might be suffering from some kind of delusional disorder.

If that weren't the case, how could he possibly maintain this "heir of a wealthy family" facade so shamelessly in front of everyone?

It was common knowledge that the chairman of Prosperous Group had two children who had spent their lives abroad, and the heir to the family was due to return home this year to take over the family business.

It was a strange coincidence that Calvin, who had been living in my house, was not only close in age to my brother but also shared the same last name as my father.

In order to preserve his fragile ego, Calvin stopped explaining whenever people found out he lived in Latham Manor, the largest residence available in Silkenbrook. He had grown so accustomed to the perks of being the heir to the Latham family that he eventually started spinning lies so grand that he even started believing them himself.

In my past life, I made the grave mistake of falling for him and allowing him to take advantage of me. Thanks to the cover-up by his foxy parents, who worked as nanny and driver in my family, the bullying I suffered as a result of Calvin's lies was effectively concealed.

"Are you feeling scared now? I'm not that cold-hearted. If you apologize to me right now, I'll let the whole 'secret crush' and love letters thing slide. You can still hitch a ride with me after school as well."