Mr. CEO, I'm Reborn-Now Spoil Me 100 Percent!

Mr. CEO, I'm Reborn-Now Spoil Me 100 Percent!

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Revenge brought her back. His unwavering love made her stay. Paisley Hughes opens her eyes three years in the past, at the start of her gilded cage marriage to tycoon Clive Harrington. Haunted by the memory of her tragic end, she is a storm of vengeance, ready to expose the betrayal that awaits. Yet she swiftly uncovers a stunning truth: her powerful, enigmatic husband has loved her silently but fiercely all along. Thrust into the heart of his family's ruthless succession war, Paisley discovers that Clive's devotion is her greatest weapon. Together, they battle hidden enemies and poisonous alliances. This time, she fights not just to settle scores, but to claim the powerful love and the true family that were always her destiny.

Mr. CEO, I'm Reborn-Now Spoil Me 100 Percent! Chapter 1 Reborn Before Betrayal

"Clive, Paisley doesn't want to marry you. Can't you just leave her alone already?"

The voice was sharp, desperate.

Paisley Hughes stirred, her head pounding like a drum. Her vision swam, her limbs heavy. Everything felt... wrong. Off. She pried her eyes open, only to catch the blur of two men shoving each other in front of her.

What the hell was going on?

The guy being pinned to the wall was Ethan Duncan - thin gold-rimmed glasses askew, face pale with panic. He looked like the picture of restraint on the outside, but he was clearly losing it.

The man pinning him?

Clive Harrington.

Black suit. Ice-cold expression. Handsome to the point of cruel. His eyes locked on Ethan like a wolf cornering its prey.

"Paisley is my wife," Clive said, voice low and lethal. "Mine. For life."

That line.

Her heart jolted. She knew those words. Had heard them before.

Three years ago.

Her breath caught. Was she dreaming?

Paisley's eyes darted around. The villa - this was their place. Hers and Clive's. Wedding photos lined the walls. Romantic florals. Champagne glasses on the table. Everything screamed "just married."

No.

No way.

This was exactly three years ago.

Her temples throbbed as she tried to make sense of it. She'd hit her head - maybe she was hallucinating. But when she looked into Clive's eyes - those deep, unreadable eyes - something in her gut said this was real.

She had been reborn.

Before she could process it all, Ethan lunged forward and grabbed her arm. "Paisley, come with me. I don't care how powerful he is. I'll protect you. I always will."

That line.

She used to believe it.

Used to think Ethan was her salvation. That love meant sacrifice. That he'd chosen her.

But now?

Now she saw it for what it was. A lie. A setup. A damn performance.

She didn't hesitate. Her hand flew up and slapped him across the face.

The crack echoed through the room.

Ethan reeled back, eyes wide in disbelief. "Paisley... why'd you hit me?"

His face was blank. He didn't get it.

But she did.

That slap confirmed everything - this wasn't a dream. This was her second chance.

God hadn't abandoned her. He'd thrown her back into the exact moment everything could have changed.

She remembered it all now.

How she'd walked away from Clive for Ethan. Given up her marriage. Her shares in Hughes Corp. Her name. Her pride.

All for a man who never wanted her - only wanted what she owned.

Ethan had teamed up with Olivia Hughes, her oh-so-perfect half-sister. Together, they drugged her, used her, destroyed her. Even her own mother had sold her out.

And when they were done?

They tossed her back to Clive like trash.

Clive hadn't said a word back then. Just locked her up for a year. Cold. Silent. Distant. All they ever did was have sex. No conversations. No warmth. Just bodies. Nothing more.

Then the Hughes family crumbled. Clive held up his end of their deal and let her go.

She ran.

And got hit by Ethan's car. Dying alone on a bridge, betrayed by everyone she had ever loved.

But not this time.

This time, she knew exactly who her enemies were. She wasn't going to beg. She wasn't going to break. She was going to make every one of them pay.

And she was going to start now.

"I'm not leaving with you," she said, voice clear and cold. "I'm Clive's wife. Ethan, what makes you think I'd walk out that door with you? This is my house. Get out."

Ethan stood frozen, like she'd just slapped him again.

This was Paisley - the girl who used to trail behind him like a puppy. Who never said no to him. Who once thought the world of him.

But now?

Now she looked at him like he was nothing.

And for the first time in his life, Ethan didn't know what to say.

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“Revenge brought her back. His unwavering love made her stay. Paisley Hughes opens her eyes three years in the past, at the start of her gilded cage marriage to tycoon Clive Harrington. Haunted by the memory of her tragic end, she is a storm of vengeance, ready to expose the betrayal that awaits. Yet she swiftly uncovers a stunning truth: her powerful, enigmatic husband has loved her silently but fiercely all along. Thrust into the heart of his family's ruthless succession war, Paisley discovers that Clive's devotion is her greatest weapon. Together, they battle hidden enemies and poisonous alliances. This time, she fights not just to settle scores, but to claim the powerful love and the true family that were always her destiny.”
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Chapter 1 Reborn Before Betrayal

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Chapter 2 Defending Her Husband's Honor

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Chapter 3 You'll Never Escape Me

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Chapter 4 Swiping His Card for Revenge

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Chapter 5 Let's Get Divorced

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Chapter 6 Spoiled Wife, Unlimited Credit

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Chapter 7 Dressed to Impress - and Dominate

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Chapter 8 Sharing a Bed, Not a Heart

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Chapter 9 Family Ties, Bitter Lies

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Chapter 10 The Real Mistress Appears

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Chapter 11 Name Your Price to Leave

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Chapter 12 A Smile Over Jealousy

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Chapter 13 No Divorce, Only Goodbye Forever

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Chapter 14 You Hit First, I Hit Harder

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Chapter 15 Defend Yourself, Get Fired

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Chapter 16 He Touched Me Like I Mattered

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Chapter 17 He Was Never Yours

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Chapter 18 I Don't Share What's Mine

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Chapter 19 Sweet Revenge in High Heels

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Chapter 20 You Think I'd Let Him Pick You Up

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Chapter 21 Stormed In Like a Jealous Husband

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Chapter 22 Let's Bet on Who He Chooses

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Chapter 23 Pretending It Doesn't Hurt

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Chapter 24 His Happiness Begins with Her

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Chapter 25 Midnight Calls and Mixed Signals

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Chapter 26 Fifteen Grand to Keep Quiet

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Chapter 27 Enemies Make the Best Allies

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Chapter 28 I'm Done Calling You Mother

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Chapter 29 I'll Pay You Back Every Cent

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Chapter 30 I Don't Need Tricks to Slap You

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Chapter 31 No Logic, Just Loyalty

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Chapter 32 He Married Me Because He Loves Me

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Chapter 33 When a Tyrant Cooks for You

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Chapter 34 Sharing a Bed with My Dangerous Admirer

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Chapter 35 Love Me Then Prove It

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Chapter 36 Played Him Like a Violin. Who's Next

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Chapter 37 Two Can Play This Game

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Chapter 38 I Pulled the Strings. He Danced

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Chapter 39 She Stopped Calling Him Dad

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Chapter 40 The Joke's on You

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