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In My Next Life
Fantasy "Let's get engaged, Mr. Reynolds!" Hilda Moore blurted out, and the recklessly handsome, demi-god raised his brow.
"You can't think of it, there's no time to think about it!" She quickly added, and the man's lips curl up.
"What will be my benefit for being your acquaintance?" He asked, tucking his hand into his blazer suit pant pockets.
"My Wealth! I know you don't need it, but having me as your partner in the business world is alone to remain top one forever!" She proposed boldly.
"Okay then...." He replied, nodding casually. On hearing that, Hilda Moore couldn't be less happy, but her smile wearied off on hearing him adding,
"But on one condition...."
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Hilda Moore is a twenty-five years old heiress fighting brain tumor, but she believes she can get through it with her husband, Frank Cooper, and her step-sister, Amy Moore by her side.
Not until she caught the two of them in bed together on the day she was supposed to go into surgery.
The literal last straw is when the two she believes was all she got goes far as to murder her with no remorse.
So, when Hilda Moore opens her eyes, and see that she has been given another chance to amend her mistakes, she is now determined to change her fate,
But to do that, she must find someone to live in the kind of fate she once lived in.
Hilda Moore set out to forge a better future for herself, and get her revenge by setting up her step-sister, and ex-husband to live in the cruel fate she lived in.
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Ethan Davis. My uncle. The man who raised me, mentored me, then destroyed me.
Mia Thompson. That' s my name.
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At the altar, under a floral arch, stood Ethan.
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My wife, Eleanor, stood by the door, her face a mask of ice. I was a ghost, able to watch, but powerless to intervene.
Then Julian Croft appeared, oozing charm and false sympathy. The man who'd received my liver, the root of my demise.
Eleanor dismissed Leo's desperate pleas, accusing *me* of manipulation, of using our son. She chose Julian, leaving Leo behind, a small, trembling figure in our empty home.
What followed was agony. I watched my seven-year-old journey miles to her office, only to be publicly humiliated, framed by Julian, and then viciously beaten.
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