Reborn To Claim My Billionaire Enemy

Chapter 2

Word Count: 849 | Released on: 14/05/2026

ing through an endless, suffocating void. Her stomach pl

ike glass. She was thrown into a dr

e, clinging to Julian Sloan's arm. Julian's face was twisted in pure revu

Her sister-in-law, Felicie, was hiding behind the door. Felicie was pointing at

ated, flashing like a

slumped. Neighbors pointed and whispered about their crazy, desperate dau

images tur

ight red foreclosure notice to the

ding. Cold steel handcuffs were snapped around his wrists. A p

w her second brother, Connie, lying on the asphalt.

l bed, her skin gray and sunken. Blanca's weak hand squeezed Delo

cream, but her th

etely different world. A tow

He wasn't wearing his wet leather jacket. He was wearing a dark,

news report. The anchor's voice announced Bart Haw

ive mahogany desk. Sitting right in the center, carefu

s her old handkerchief. The one she h

ned freezing cold. The l

asement. Her bones ached from the cold. Her stomach cramped with violent hunge

ashed over her like a tidal wave.

h and forced the ai

dilated, adjusting to the dim light. She suc

r nightgown clung to her damp back. She instinctively reached up, her trembling fingers wrapping around the old, woode

anca held a damp washcloth in her rough hands. Her eyes were sw

a dropped the washcloth. She leaned forw

voice cracking. "Why would you do som

She felt the callouses on Blanca's hands grippin

preview of her actual future. And they were a key. As the terror of the vision receded, the locked doors in her mind burst open. The missing six months of her life came rus

cter in a story meant to destroy her family. But right now, he

in her chest hardened into something cold and sharp. She would not let th

thud of boots echo

" her brother Gonzalo roared, hi

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“When I woke up on the muddy bank of the freezing river, I unlocked a brutal, unfiltered preview of my actual future. For the past six months, I had been the town's ultimate joke, chasing after a city boy who looked at me like a diseased insect. Everyone thought I jumped into the river because he rejected me. But the nightmare didn't stop there. In the future I foresaw, my entire family was destroyed. My eldest brother was handcuffed and dragged into a squad car. My second brother died in a pool of blood on the asphalt. My parents passed away from sheer grief and humiliation, and our farm was foreclosed. Meanwhile, Bart Hawkins-my family's sworn enemy, the boy everyone accused of pushing me, but who actually jumped in to save my life-became a billionaire tech mogul. I ended up starving to death in a damp, moldy basement, completely alone. I finally understood that I was just a pathetic, tragic side character meant to drag my family into hell. My own sister-in-law, Felicie, had been stealing our food and money, laughing at my misery behind my back. But right now, my mother was still alive, my brothers were safe, and the farm was ours. When Felicie walked into my bedroom, playing the devoted sister-in-law with a bowl of clear, meatless broth while a stolen roasted chicken thigh leaked grease through her apron pocket, I didn't play along. "What's in your pocket, Felicie?" This time, I was going to tear that horrific future apart with my bare hands.”