Novel Reformation Of The Deadbeat Noble Novels & Stories

She began rewriting the programme for the upgraded Nex software from scratch, changing and removing some codes to make the program even more advanced than the one in her previous life. It was a race against time. Now that Hamilton has decided to work with the software, if she doesn't hurry it up, her plans to delay their growth will be foiled. {It's time you invest and have your own tech company, don't you think?} The system voiced as Lily stopped writing the programme the following morning. "I'm going to buy it," she replied with a cold expression. As she rewrote the programme, the memories from her previous life kept coming back; they were adding to her rage and determination to get her re

What's the first thing you'd do if you were reborn? Me? I'd start by divorcing my husband, Finn Gallagher. Yeah, Finn Gallagher, the same man who runs half the underworld from behind closed doors. The Don. The richest man alive. The man women dream about; his face plastered on magazines, named "Sexiest Man Alive" five years in a row. In my last life, I tried everything to make him look at me like I mattered. I married him. I gave birth to his son. I swallowed every ounce of pride, trying to be the perfect wife.

I'll make sure you go to your grave with the truth! "What's in it for you if I die?" I inquired. Mirabelle threw her head back and guffawed as though that was the funniest thing she'd ever heard. "Have you gone senile? Once you die, everything that's yours becomes mine—your fortune, your social standing, your rich and handsome husband. Everything will belong to me!" I nodded thoughtfully. "I see. You were used because of your greed." Her laughter died away, and her face flushed crimson. "What do you mean by that? Listen here, Marc said he'll marry me as soon as you die!"

But in my previous life, when I'd given her this same sapphire necklace, she'd been so moved she'd thrown herself into my arms, tearfully expressing her love for me. Yet this time, her face was twisted with disgust… and I saw hatred in her eyes. Could it be that she had been reborn as well? Lorraine picked up the necklace she'd just destroyed and hurled it at my face, shrieking, "Take this back and get out of my sight, Cyrus! I don't need your pity. I, Lorraine Jensen, can make a place for myself in this world!" The necklace hit me in the face so hard that it hurt. Everyone around us gasped.

"Guards, restrain this disrespectful brat! I'll teach this scoundrel a lesson he won't forget!" At his command, two burly wolf guards moved forward, pinning Caleb down forcefully. As the cane was raised again, Caleb struggled, yelling, "Grandpa, you've got it all wrong! I didn't do anything!" At that critical moment, I let out a sigh and intervened. "Father, please. Don't upset yourself." Hearing that, Caleb froze. He turned his head to look at me, his eyes wide with shock. "You… you called him what?" "She calls me Father, you hear that?" Grandpa Elder huffed. "Two years ago, Elena became mates with your uncle! She is the rightful Luna of the Blackwood family. You will show her respect, got

Seeing me arrive, the servant who had thrown out Benedict’s things quickly ushered me inside and, with a disgusted look, kicked Benedict’s luggage. "Why are you still here? Get lost already!" Benedict’s expression was frighteningly dark. I smiled as I brushed past him, whispering softly, "How does it feel to fall from heaven to hell?" Without another glance at Benedict’s shocked eyes, I strode into the Page family estate. In his last life, this was the life he should’ve had. --- With Benedict out of the picture, I agreed to resume the collaboration with the Page family. I heard that Benedict had used what little money he had left to start a small company, promising both his customers and inv

Pardo, Alano's spoiled only son, had a straightforward yet ruthless personality. In my last life, under peer pressure, he agreed to race in the mountains and ended up in a car accident that cost him both legs. Confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life, he grew even more ruthless, earning the nickname "Grim Reaper" within the mafia. Not hearing a response from me, he scoffed and said, "Shado, let's go." In just a few days, school would start again. Before that, Sabele took me on a tour of the estate to familiarize me with every corner of the mansion.

[ Status ] [ Strength: F ] [ Mana: F ] [ Speed: F ] [ Stamina: F ] [ Dexterity: F ] [ Luck: SSS ] Kael looked at the screen for a long time, and then his face slowly twisted. "F in everything? Are you serious?" No response. "What kind of second life is this?" Still nothing. He dragged a hand down his face and looked at the mirror again. This time, he noticed the clothes. It is a mage uniform. "So I really did get reborn into a fantasy world." Memories of his old life drifted back in broken pieces: office work, deadlines, cold coffee, a boss who made his day miserable, cheap meals, loneliness, and then the stupid chicken.

In the seventh year of our marriage, my wife, Serena Clark, digs up my parents' urns and places them in front of me. Then she gives me two choices. "Either give your designs to Seth so he can enter the competition, or I'll scatter your parents' ashes into the sea," she says. Clutching the designs I've just finished, I swallow my pride and give in as tears burn in my eyes. The next day, a photo of Seth Johnson sitting on a yacht scattering ashes goes viral. Serena comments beneath the photo, "I'll give you everything I have and spoil you rotten." I stare at the urns in the corner of the photo, feeling my blood run cold. My deceased parents and I have become tools Serena uses to please S

“Ethan, you have a half-brother named Adrian. Why are you so afraid of him inheriting the Whitmore family? Scared he’ll kick out you and your mother, the one who had the affair? “And why do you assume I couldn’t get a perfect score? “Oh, I haven’t told you something: I’ve taken that SAT test over a hundred times…” Their eyes widened involuntarily. “What? You were reborn too?” “Yes,” I nodded brightly. “In my previous life, I practiced that SAT endlessly. I couldn’t understand why you were always a little ahead of me. Luckily, fate had mercy… it revealed your secret and gave me a chance to be reborn.”