Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn to Win: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

When I suddenly woke up on the day we were submitting our college choices, I was shocked for maybe a few seconds.Then the feeling faded, and I calmed down.When I turned my head, I saw Horace Clark.His eyes were blazingly bright, almost frighteningly so. They burned with the wild joy of someone who had gotten something back after losing it, along with the certainty that he would never let it slip away again.He glanced at me once, his gaze sharp and hostile.Then, he rushed out the back door of the classroom and sprinted down the hallway toward the girl standing at the far end.It was Sharon Fleming from Senior Class A, Horace's childhood sweetheart.In my last life, she had become my wife."Sharon!"Horace's voice shook as he wrapped his arms tightly around the girl's slim waist, holding her as if he were afraid she might disappear."I really like you. This time… I won't let anyone else have you."The sudden hug left Sharon stunned for a moment. When the realization hit,

The comments called me a graduate from some no-name college, but in my last life, I had built the most advanced AI robotics company in the country and led the industry for decades.I packed up my bag and got ready to leave.Suddenly, the back door of the classroom slammed open with a loud bang.A girl with a high ponytail burst inside. The metal studs on her black leather jacket scraped against the doorframe with a sharp clatter. A few streaks of pale gold hair slipped loose from her ponytail and swayed beside her face like flickers of sunlight, drawing attention to the small beauty mark under her eye.It was Laura, the rebellious girl Horace had called his "true love" in my last life.Her lashes trembled, fierce and angry, like a cornered animal ready to strike. She marched straight toward Horace."Horace! What the hell? Yesterday, you were holding me, saying we'd drop out and go build our own life. You said these damn schools weren't good enough for us. And now you're accepting

"Mr. and Mrs. Clark, congratulations! Your son getting into Ashford University is incredible. Like father, like son!""Horace has a bright future ahead of him. Looks like the Clarks have a worthy successor."Sebastian and Molly beamed with pride.Horace stood beside them in an expensive custom suit, looking like a prince surrounded by admirers. He accepted the praise with a reserved smile, chin slightly lifted.At that moment, one of the guests asked curiously, "Mr. Clark, didn't you have another son? I thought there were two heirs in your family. Why isn't the other one here tonight?"Sebastian's smile stiffened for a moment. His tone turned casual, almost dismissive."Oh, Brian? Don't mention it. His grades were a mess. He only got into an average in-state college. Nothing compared to Horace. An occasion like this probably feels awkward for him, so he chose not to show up."Molly quickly added, "He's not our biological child, after all. Different genes, different results. His

I politely declined Esmond and the professors' enthusiastic offers. Instead, I calmly signed my name on the admission letter from North River State College, majoring in finance.Their top program and the strong local connections I could form there were more than enough ground for me to build something real.Prestigious universities had their shine, but I knew exactly what kind of soil I needed if I wanted to grow fast and grow tall.While waiting for the semester to begin, I kept working at the coffee shop.The floating comments didn't stop.[Wow, national champion, and he's still serving drinks at a coffee shop?][What's with the fake modesty? Turning down top universities just to play poor?][A fake heir will always be a fake heir. You can smell the poverty on him.]At 9 p.m. that night, the last group of customers finally left. I tied up two heavy black trash bags and pushed open the back door.At the alley entrance stood a large green dumpster. I walked over, ready to toss

I cut Sharon off calmly."What's done is done. If you're carrying someone else in your heart and can be fooled that easily by a few tears and lies, then whether in our past life or this one, you're not worth another minute of my time."Sharon's hand froze midair. The last bit of color drained from her face.She looked at me one final time.Then she turned around and walked out of the coffee shop with heavy steps, slowly disappearing into the noisy crowd outside.Horace's ending ended up mirroring the life he had lived before.Only this time, it was even more miserable.The charge of false accusation stuck. The Clarks used every connection and every dollar they could to keep him out of jail.But the stain on his name never went away.Ashford University revoked his admission without hesitation. Every bit of prestige he had bragged about vanished overnight.Sebastian and Molly completely gave up on him.They handed him a sum of money, as if they were paying off an embarrassing