The Do Over Book Novels & Stories

… White light flashed, and I returned to the real world. I was back in my old apartment. Everything felt like a long dream. I looked at myself in the mirror. My image felt familiar, yet strange. In that world, I had felt the depths of hate and the thrill of revenge. Everything had settled into a quiet calm. My phone buzzed with a news alert. [Genius pianist Xavier Zane announces a global tour. Tickets sold out instantly!] I froze. Xavier Zane? I clicked on the article and saw a face that I could never forget.

" His plea only made me laugh. He wanted to use me as his scapegoat again? Did he really think I would be his fool for life? I crouched until our eyes were level. I gripped his chin tightly and whispered into his ear, "In our previous life, you and that woman drained me dry. And in this life, you want to suck me dry again? Patrick, do you really take me for an idiot?" His eyes widened in horror. "You... You're also..." "That's right," I sneered. "Just like you, I was reborn." Patrick shook his head frantically. "No... That's impossible! If you were reborn, then why didn't you buy this lottery ticket?"

Jaxon handled the entire execution process, and I couldn't be bothered to interfere either. They were so worried that I would sabotage them that they spent all their energy guarding against me, only to end up shooting themselves in the foot. If they had let me supervise just once, I could have pointed out their mistakes in time. But since they were so full of themselves, they could learn it the hard way. Hailey's company didn't deserve such an excellent project, so I revamped the original project blueprints and used them for my new company. Since I oversaw every detail myself, the quality was top-tier, and Julia signed a contract with me worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

Arthur Pendelton and the remaining board members had already triggered emergency restructuring clauses, stripping Alexander of his executive authority permanently. Sienna stood before the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, holding her mother’s tarnished silver locket between her fingers. The cool metal felt grounding against her palm. She had won. The man who had once treated her like disposable trash was now a king without a throne, locked out of his own building, his multi-billion-dollar legacy dismantled piece by piece. Yet, a heavy, restless knot remained in her chest. A sharp knock echoed at the private double doors. Before she could answer, the door swung open.

"What did you say? He's getting married? That's impossible. I don't believe it. How could he do this to me?" I dug my nails into my thigh to stop myself from laughing. "See for yourself. The Moore family's heir is marrying Luna Summers. The funny thing is she came from a modest background, just like you. And she's also pregnant with Mr. Moore's baby." Aria's face twisted with anger. Radiation forgotten, she snatched my phone and held it inches from her eyes, reading and rereading the article. Then, her fingers went slack. The phone slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a loud crack.

"The world has followed the Sterling saga closely. Your first book, The Debt, was a fictional exploration of financial secrets. Now, you’ve released The New Contract, a book about two people rebuilding their lives on total honesty. Is this simply a memoir disguised as fiction?" I smiled, meeting her gaze steadily. "Every writer draws from life, but this book is much broader than the Sterling saga. The New Contract is about the universal human need for genuine connection after experiencing profound betrayal. It’s about the work required to shift from a foundation built on lies to one built on absolute transparency."

"Then why did you need to blow up a hint of what had happened earlier?" His hum was heard by me, clearly. It was teasing. "Why? I just tested you. You're still getting affected by it." "Who told you that?" I laughed. "I am not affected, sorry." I walked away and looked back at him. "Okay, we were close before and it's not that we can't tell that we didn't happen back then. But that was in the past. Do not test me anymore." Because as of now, I wanted you to think that I got over you already. That I wasn't the one you know before. But the truth was, I was still that Kiana you met years ago. I just needed to become a new one, I have my pride.

"I'll also be selecting an outfit." The receptionist began typing on her terminal. "And can I book a private room?" I added. "Certainly, though private rooms incur an additional styling f*e," she replied smoothly. I was more than willing to pay extra to guarantee complete privacy for this transformation. "I’m willing to pay." I suddenly felt a surge of appreciation for Dylan's infidelity. If he weren't such a scumbag, where else would I have secured the funds for this? Now that I was thirty-five million dollars richer, my immediate financial stress had vanished.

"Come on! Come to my house, Caramel." Megan then hurriedly took Caramel to her house, while Caramel only displayed a curious look amidst the clattering footsteps that followed Megan's aunt from behind. Upon arrival, Megan was silent and for a moment Caramel frowned before his eyes focused on the television screen containing a story. "We would like to inform you that this morning a woman was found in bed, in a hotel in New York who had died naked. From the identity obtained through the victim's wallet, the woman was named Bianca Hughes, who is 40 years old. In addition, sedatives were also found scattered about so that it is suspected that this woman died of an overdose ... "

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.