After Reborn, She Become A Real Billionaire Novels & Stories

Life was quiet and bright. I, Claire Hart, had been given a second chance at life. I sought only wealth, not love. But I had won something far more precious than money: dignity, family, and myself. The End

"And how do I do that? I was the stupid girl who shared an account with a man who didn't let her do anything to earn for herself, remember?" "That was the past. You're so going to get back at that douchebag." She announced. "Give me a second, I'd be right back." I nodded and watched as she grabbed her phone off the coffee table and climbed the stairs that led up to the bedrooms. With a sigh, I leaned against the backrest and closed my eyes, letting the stream of tears wash over my skin once more. It was all I could do since I found out I'd been replaced. "I'm back!" She called as she walked into the living room, a smile in her voice.

After returning to Matthew's mansion, the first thing I did was take a shower and wash my hair to regain my spirit, then I went to sleep. Being a billionaire's wife was really great, I was able to eat well, wear the most expensive outfits and sleep until when I wanted to get up, no one disturbed me. When I woke up it was already mid-afternoon, I quickly found something to eat to fill my empty stomach and continued reading the book that I had not finished yesterday.

Linda's birth mother had been in the same maternity ward, waiting to deliver. At the time she was drowning in gambling debts, couldn't even afford the hospital bill. The staff had let her stay on credit out of charity. The moment Mom arrived, she spotted her opportunity. She made up her mind that her daughter was going to be born into wealth. She stole me straight after birth, without a thought for how frail a newborn's body is, and sold me to an impoverished, isolated man in the countryside. My early years were miserable beyond words. I thought that when I finally came back, things would be different. But Linda had already known the truth for years, and she feared what my return would mean

“Then let’s finish it.” The next morning, Sophie Burnett stood at the top of HQ’s stairs in a crimson pantsuit. Behind her, banners read: “Truth. Power. Rebirth.” Reporters begged for comment. She held up one hand. “I am not resigning. I am not crumbling. I am not yours to break.” She paused. “I am Sophie Burnett. And I build from the fire.” The silence after the storm was always the loudest. Phoenix initiative had survived the onslaught. The fake leak had detonated, scorched the enemy, and rebirthed Sophie’s public image like a phoenix truly risen. The media had bent to her narrative, and the internet had crowned her its new obsession again.

‘’Do I have to tell you my reason for wanting this? ‘’yes,’’ I nodded. ‘’or are you marrying me because of my family’s wealth, right?’’ She frowned at me, and then her phone started ringing again. She picked it from the table, pressed her fingers on the switch, and then dropped it into her bag.‘’ Listen, Christian,‘’ she looked at me. ‘’ I am in a bit of a dilemma, and you already know about my sister and ex-boyfriend…I just want to…’’ she paused and heaved a deep sigh. ''' I need to get powerful alright, and by doing that, it would make me get revenge on them and... '''

Xavier himself was a ghost. I opened my laptop and pulled up the G****e alerts I’d set for Morana’s name eighteen months ago. Before the gala and the marriage. Before any of this had a shape I could explain to anyone including myself. Forty seven new results since yesterday morning. I read all of them. The CEO announcement coverage first. Seven major publications running variations of the same story. Morana Mortaine reclaims Mortaine Patent. The prodigal heiress returns. The pharmaceutical industry’s most unexpected comeback.

That lands, not because I am right, but because all three of us know exactly how expensive her trust has already been. Aurora’s voice stays flat. “You ran me through a machine built to keep me small.” “I was part of it.” “Don’t flatter yourself. Men like you never build machines. You just rent them.” That one gets me enough that I laugh once. Short, Sharp, Real. Sebastian hears that too. So does Lena. Good.

Leonard had rebuilt me into Selene Arden, his daughter's name, his daughter's face, his daughter's documented history. Which meant that for four years I had been living inside an identity that belonged to Leonard Arden's family, that was legally and documentarily connected to his world, that made me in every practical sense his. He had given me an empire built on resources I had never fully traced to their origin. Four years ago when I was broken and drowning and had nowhere else to go, given me everything I needed to survive and become powerful. But he had also ensured that the inheritance I was entitled to, the inheritance that had nearly gotten me killed continued moving quietly into Arde

Everything was too much to take. Tears welled up in her eye’s when she realised she was reborn. This place she remembers it correctly how her life changed after today. As the memory was engraved in her mind, she could tell at a glance what she was doing here and all the familiar sights. Why was she back? Why she did not die? Why was she was reborn at 20 years old? Crystal's heart sank at all the memories of her past life. Her tears began to fall. She sobbed uncontrollably. She never would have thought that her sister and mother would do this to her…