Novel & Cerita Rebirth As The Villainous Duke

It was the one she had stolen from Alan's computer last night while he was in the shower. In her previous life, all her misfortunes and hells started from this night ten years ago. Fate, indeed, was like a reincarnation. She was reborn. Back ten years ago. Heaven had actually given her a second chance to choose a chance. "Alan..." Diana stumbled up and chased him out. He had just left, it was still not too late. Never let Alan give up the project in the eastern suburbs, never! Underground parking lot.

“The same three days you got back, Kara. That can’t be a coincidence.” I stared at him, the words settling into me slow and cold, reshaping everything I thought I understood about my own rebirth, about the shape of the borrowed time I’d been given, about whether this had ever truly been mine to begin with.

She had disclosed the depths of her revenge. And at that moment, Davidson Ekon made a choice. He would not fall. He would not crawl back. If she required a villain, he would be the villain she had built. He would fight for the empire with the single-minded, ruthless fervor of a man who already had their loss of everything else there was. The family man was dead, killed by a speech in a Connecticut drawing room. What remained was the Scandalous Heir. And he was just starting to understand his power. —-

He took a deep breath, as if making a huge decision, and spoke to me with a tone that was almost condescending: "Alright, alright, Ella. I admit it. You've won. You've successfully gotten my attention, made me... feel pain." He paused, leaning in closer and lowering his voice, carrying a tone of seduction and conspiracy. "Listen, I can let bygones be bygones. Come back to me, help me... help me watch Eli. Tell me everything about him—his weaknesses, how the royal court's power to him works... tell me everything." His eyes gleamed with ambition and resentment.

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

The two of them had been through life and death alike, and were as close as brothers. “You’re twins, and you killed your own brother!” Arden condemned Duke mournfully. “The boss committed many misdeeds imaginable, but he never wanted to kill you! How could you be so cruel?! You’re not human at all!” Duke wanted to laugh. Earl had kidnapped his wife, harmed his children, and seized his home. All these did not count as wanting him dead? If it had not been for his incredible luck, Duke would have died a hundred times over already.

Don't even ask why. And I was like a dead Tuna going with the flow. It was almost scary how it only took one action to start a ripple effect. My desire to survive changed my life forever. And I don't mean it in a good way. "Yeah. I'm listening." I muttered with a sigh. "Not only is she a traitor to the Duke, she is also rude I see." The fraud mummy king disguising himself as Reuben groused. "And after all that tantrum about you not wanting to marry her, you ended up tying the knot with her anyway brother."

"How dare you try to hurt your mother and sister without me in the room? You despicable insolent child! I never raised such a daughter." My eyes twitched. "Mother? You're daughter?" I scoffed and had a monochrome laugh. "That woman isn't my mother. My mother is dead, and it's because of you." Julian stays quiet as Rebecca smirk as they both stand behind their sire. "You bitch!" I watch the Duke's veins pop out from his head, and his eyes brimmed wide. I knew Rebecca planned this with that woman. They wanted to show how much of a villain I am in their eyes in front of the Duke. If they had him be angry at me because of me, it worked, but I wasn't going to go down without a fight.

"I'd like to seek your assistance. Azazel and I are planning a rebellion." His eyes widened in surprise, as if a window of opportunity had opened for him. "If you wants to cooperate, Azazel promised that you will be handsomely rewarded." "... Rebellion.." "The title of the Duke. Isn't that fantastic?" Her smile became calloused, and her eyes grew dangerously dark. "Let's slaughter them all and make them pay for their crimes. An eye for an eye. Isn't that right, Marquess?" Remembering the orphans' cheerful faces while holding their hands in his, and knowing that they were only being exploited for an experiment made his blood boil with rage once more.

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.