All Chapters of Rebirth: A Life for a Life: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

Holding a jar of royal jelly, my housekeeper, Mirabelle Cruz, seemed surprised. "Mrs. Pembroke, this is supposed to keep you young and beautiful. I'm too old to benefit from it. You should have it instead." Then, she offered me the jar again. Her hopeful look sent a chill through me.In my previous life, the moment I ate that royal jelly, I started to feel weak. No matter how much care I put into myself after that, all the benefits seemed to go to Mirabelle instead. I couldn't help but wonder if she'd slipped something bad into it.This time around, I didn't dare touch it. I slid the jar back to her. "You can have it."After watching her finish it, I went back to my bedroom and dabbed some moisturizer on my face to test my suspicion. In no time, dark spots bloomed across my skin, in the exact same places as the ones on Mirabelle's face.As I expected, things hadn't changed even though I was given a second chance at life. I recalled how, in my previous life, the more skincare I us

Chapter 2

I avoided Marcus and went to the study.When I unlocked my phone, I found exactly what I expected—Mirabelle was livestreaming. In my previous life, she had done the same thing, sharing her "day in the life of a rich family's housekeeper" online. She even claimed she was going to follow the lady of the house and challenge herself to reverse aging in thirty days, going from 40 back to 20.At the time, her viewers were in stitches, flooding the chat with comments. "Ma'am, you'd have to be remade from scratch. If you can go back to 20 in 30 days, I can go back to kindergarten!"When I first came across her stream, I didn't give it much thought. I assumed she was just attempting to make some money. I never expected her to actually look noticeably younger. Mirabelle gradually rose to fame online, amassing hundreds of thousands of followers. Netizens demanded to know how she had managed to pull it off. Eventually, someone discovered that Marcus and I were her employers.By then, I had

Chapter 3

I cancelled all my business events and shut myself inside the house. Still, the spots on my face darkened, my hair thinned, and wrinkles covered my skin. Worse still, weakness and blurred vision forced me to go to the hospital.After studying my test results, the doctor told me I was aging unusually fast, had early signs of diabetes, and had developed presbyopia. "Your condition is extremely rare, Ms. Hawthorne. We'll need to run more tests." Deep down, I knew that no amount of tests could help if I didn't tackle the real problem. My prolonged absence sparked rumors in high society. Word spread that the CEO of Hawthorne Group might have contracted some strange disease.Meanwhile, Mirabelle's account gained over 100 thousand followers as she visibly looked younger every day. In her livestream, she wore yoga clothes and no makeup. Her skin looked fair and luminous, her figure flawless, and she appeared more than ten years younger than before."This is insane, Mirabelle! How on earth

Chapter 4

In my previous life, I began to age at lightning speed soon after I fired Mirabelle. To be honest, it puzzled me. Mirabelle was only in her 40s, yet I ended up looking like I was in my 60s or 70s. Why was that? I had only just swallowed my fear when something horrifying struck. All of a sudden, I felt a foreign object in my mouth. When I spat it out, I found two of my teeth lying in my palm.At that moment, I no longer cared about anything else. I hurriedly texted Mirabelle, asking her to come back. …Mirabelle had settled down somewhere and was still live-streaming. The scene of me barging into her room earlier had been broadcast live, and now thousands of viewers were pouring into her stream."You latecomers just missed it, but the heiress of the Hawthorne family went ballistic over her housekeeper's glow-up.""Are you sure that was Rosetta? She looked nothing like her; she looked more like a middle-aged woman who'd let herself go."Mirabelle received my message and flashed

Chapter 5

Marcus called and demanded, "Rosetta, what did you do to Isabelle?"I leaned back on the recliner, taking in the bright blue sky, perfectly at ease. "I'm not even at the villa. What could I possibly do to her?""Get your ass back here! Isabelle says she wants to see you."A small smile tugged at my lips. "You'll be receiving a divorce agreement in the next couple of days, Marcus. Sign it." With that, I powered off my phone and tossed it aside. My best friend handed me a tall glass of watermelon juice. "You almost gave me a heart attack yesterday! That was seriously creepy. Any chance you can find the person who taught her?"Her words reminded me that I should head back. After all, the calm was only temporary. Things were far from over. When I returned to the villa, Mirabelle was sprawled on the couch with a sheet mask on. She looked so at home that one would think she was the lady of the house. The moment she heard footsteps approaching, she jumped up and hurried over to size

Chapter 6

The other day, the moment I caught sight of the necklace around my best friend's neck, an idea that might save my life struck me. Last month, she had dragged me to a church she said was rich in God's presence to pray for a blessed marriage. I went along reluctantly.However, the nun there looked at me intently and said I'd face a serious trial in the coming month. Then, she'd shoved a rosary bracelet into my hand and told me to wear it at all times, claiming it would help me ward off danger. I had thought she was making mountains out of molehills, so I hadn't taken her words to heart. I had tossed the bracelet away and hadn't looked back. My best friend, on the other hand, had sincerely asked for that necklace and wore it with delight. I had only recalled the nun's warning when I saw that necklace again. In a last-ditch effort, I asked my friend to take me back to that church for help.The nun looked at me, who was barely alive, and shook her head. "You're under a powerful curs

Chapter 7

The veins on Marcus' forehead bulged as he grabbed me by the collar. "What have you done to Isabelle?"I curved my lips into a faint smile. "Mirabelle, he wants to know what I did to your daughter. How do you think I should answer?"Terrified, Mirabelle dropped to her knees and clutched his pant leg. "Mr. Pembroke, my daughter is perfectly fine at school. She left on her own because she said she doesn't want to be a homewrecker, and she asked you not to look for her again."Please don't blame Mrs. Pembroke. Nothing matters more than the two of you staying together. I don't want to lose my job!"Marcus stormed out, slamming the door behind him. After hearing that, I couldn't help but chuckle. "Why didn't you tell him the truth? It looks like you're trying to save your own skin as well." …That night, I sent people to Monstrutt to seize Elias.In the video call, Elias was on his knees, his face black and blue, begging for mercy. However, he refused to come clean. "I don't know

Chapter 8

No matter how much I worked out or took care of my skin, Mirabelle realized that none of it affected her anymore. Believing the curse had been lifted, she put her mind at rest. Late one night, without telling a single soul, she fled the villa.The day after Mirabelle left, Clara arrived. Noticing how my appearance had been restored, a flicker of doubt flashed across her face. However, she hastily masked it. "I only came to check on you. I heard you were gravely ill and hadn't been out for a while. Marc was even fussing about finding you a nursing home, but you seem perfectly fine to me."Looking at her radiant face and well-kept figure, I sneered inwardly. She sure gained a lot from the curse."By the way, where's that housekeeper of yours? I don't see her around."I casually responded, "She went back to her hometown."Her voice shot up. "What? She went back to her hometown?"Realizing she'd lost her composure, she hurriedly calmed herself down. "Wasn't she supposed to be a f

Chapter 9

After successfully divorcing Marcus, I still made sure the world knew about his illegal overseas gambling. Clara was right about one thing—I was indeed an ambitious woman. I took meticulous care of my looks to keep my image firmly tied to Hawthorne Group so my father wouldn't be able to replace me with someone else as his successor. I married Marcus not only to solidify my position but also because I had my eyes on the Pembroke family's assets.Marcus' scandals kept coming to light, dragging his reputation through the mud and causing Pembroke Group's stock price to plunge again. I took the chance to buy more shares. Together with the shares gifted to me by the Pembrokes when I married Marcus and the portion he signed over during the divorce, my holdings continued to grow. Eventually, my assistant told me that I had become Pembroke Group's largest shareholder, owning 35% of the company. …Marcus was stopped at the gate of my villa by my bodyguards. He broke down in tears and

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