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After her gruesome death, Seraphina Yue woke up 6 years in the past. 

"Bloody hell! Did I survive hell?"

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In the past 6 years, Seraphina Yue lost her memories due to an unprecedented car crash. In those last 6 years of her life, she was haunted, tortured, she witnessed the few people she cares about dimmed with lifelessness and eventually was killed without knowing why they were after her. 

Alas, just as she thought she was dead, Seraphina Yue found herself waking up from where her nightmare began along with her forgotten memories in the past and the future occurrence.

Was it a curse or a blessing in disguise? 

Was she dreaming or hallucinating? 

Was the truth she knew was the actual truth or just a whole circus of deceit? 

And lastly, was regaining her memories back would able to turn things around or will it only shamble everything all over again?


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Good Girl Gone Bad: Queen of the Underworld

"I see… I'm looking forward to it." Leon responded calmly than ever. It was as if all the ominous aura surrounding him for the past year vanished -- just like that.


"Don't," Seraphina warned yet, her words were repelled by Leon's gentle gaze.


"Don't hesitate this time… boss." Leon's voice contains relentless affirmation as if to remind her promise that was set in stone years ago.


For some reason, Seraphina's mood turns dull and was displeased by how Leon's perspective and the promise she made a long time ago was still deeply engraved to her peculiar subordinate. Even so, she knew that the day will come to grant her words.


Not rebutting anymore, Seraphina closed her eyes again -- letting Leon stare at her in delight.


Alexander winced in pain feeling the excruciating pain he receive by Seraphina's bullets. Currently, Seraphina was only grazing him yet, the heat that slightly ripping his skin in a lightning speed was enough for him to scream in pain.


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