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Was this my reckoning? *****

Chapter 40: The Master Copy The afternoon light cast shadows across the studio illuminating the sleek lines of the mahogany desk and the quiet server indicators on the wall monitor. The Nora Vale network was stable. Across GoodNovel and NovelSnack millions of readers were moving through the parts of The Architecture of Trust. The stressful days of drafting chapters were a memory; the digital infrastructure was now self-sustaining.

"Failing to match as a whole class? Wow, true friendship. I'm so moved. Hahaha!" Keyla stood completely frozen, her legs shaking uncontrollably. As I watched the chaotic circus unfold before me, a deep sense of vindictive satisfaction washed over my chest. Luke felt the angry stares all around him. His eyes flickered, and he pointed at me. "It was him! Justin! He forced us to use the AI app for our college applications! He said we needed to keep up with the times! Our submissions weren't made of our own free will. We demand a re-submission!"

"It's Lina! You won't forgive me because of Lina, isn't that it? I'll take care of her—I won't let you down!" This was his grand conclusion? Unbelievable. Even after he was given another chance at life, he still couldn't take responsibility for his own actions and decisions. I was done. I signaled for Ace to call security, and they dragged Oliver away. … The mission was a success. It turned out the zombie virus in Zone A had mutated and was now waterborne. I reported my findings, eliminating a major infection source, and was showered with gratitude. With my own research team and lab, every day was fulfilling and—finally—happy.

CHAPTER FOUR “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but In having new eyes” MARCEL PROUST GUINEVERE Throughout the next day the only thing that rang in my heart was that the duke was a vampire and a drinker of blood. I wanted to call my papa a liar and ask him to tell me the truth this instant but deep in my heart I knew that he was not lying, my mind went back to when I had met the duke and now and how much he hasn't aged a day. I had heard about vampires and that they were ruthless and cold blooded, drank blood and killed without mercy.

When Blake was in middle school, Liam's novel, At the Horizon's End, had been all the rage. Information about him was scarce, mostly a few interviews on his website. It had been his debut sensation. The book had exploded in popularity, amassing over a million subscribers in weekly magazines when it reached a hundred thousand words, soon followed by a comic adaptation. Liam's novel had been a part of Blake's adolescence, a phenomenon that swept her school. Now, sitting across from her was the author she had idolized as a teenager, and he was her blind date!

And in the past few days, I finally felt that I was powerless when I was around her. No matter in the past or now, when I am bored, I always like to use novels to kill time and find resonance in novels. Shelby became busy again. She told me that there will be a design competition in two months and she is preparing for it. People will always be emotionally affected by things around them. Just like yesterday, I started a narrative novel with a sad theme. When I finished reading it at night, my whole body was exuding negative energy. I couldn't laugh, but I still answered: “It looks good.”

I just had to dedicate the time to explain that I wasn't their Alpha's wife. It was still hard to believe that I was alive. And now that I was staring at the mirror, clad in clean clothes, I was more than shocked. My hair was dark, and this one was blonde. These features were sharper. Bolder. I didn't have my brown eyes anymore. I was now staring back at blue frosty ones. My hands flew to my mouth immediately. I was shaking all over. “What is this?” I whispered. “Your second chance,” a voice in my head whispered. “You are now Alara.”

] [Her husband hasn’t even been dead that long, and she’s already been cycling through men. [Now that she’s old and can’t pull anyone, she’s set her sights on her own sons. Is she trying to commit incest? How vile!] [Don’t cry, Penny. You did nothing wrong. The one at fault is that hag!] One unbearable comment after another flooded my vision. When I thought about how Felicity had endured such abuse every single day while she was still alive, I was reminded of the cyberbullying I had suffered in my past life. Even though ‘Rose Denning’ was already dead, these people still refused to let me go.

After a brief pause, I still refused outright. "They don't deserve it." The bloody path I fought through in my last life was something Mona should walk herself this time. Jonah smiled faintly. "You and your sister really are different." With that, he went upstairs. Watching his back, a dead memory stirred. In the flames, I seemed to see that same figure running toward me. Or was that just a hallucination before death? Early the next morning, I received a notification that a large sum of money had been transferred out of my bank account.