Reborn to Rule: Her Dark Vengeance
Grandfather Thomas boasted, gesturing proudly with his cane.
"Nonsense, Thomas! Look at that stance! That's pure Monteverde tactical agility right there, hahaha!" Grandfather Rodolfo countered, laughing heartily.
"Both of you stop corrupting my nephew!" Vivi shouted from a sunbed nearby, wearing dark sunglasses while sipping a cocktail alongside Mrs. Ann Smith.
Watching our family laugh, bicker, and thrive in total peace brought a sudden wave of emotion to my eyes.
I remembered where I started—a betrayed, broken girl who died in cold darkness, reborn with a heart filled with nothing but cold, bloody vengeance. I had thought my second life would be consumed entirely by war and bloodshed.