I_am_Creator

Renata Thawyne, the abandoned daughter of duke Thawyne who was known as a tyrant who had killed his brother and forced his wife to the brink of death. 
He sold his sisters so that no one could claim the inheritance. What else Renata could expect from him except for hatred and coldness.
But on the day of her marriage when she died by the assailants sent by his father and husband to be.. He had enough of it and cursed them.
“If I get a second chance, I will take revenge from both of them.” She closed her eyes with that absurd thought only to open her eyes again when she was two years old.
What her plans would be:
Survive while living silently.
Make a havoc and turn their life into a living hell.
“Wait this is not what I have chosen, why are they behaving so strange when I am here to take revenge?”

Evil Father, Please Be Gentle

Renee took a deep breath as she leaned on the pillar of the dark corner of the balcony.

As long as she was here, no one would be able to discover her.

"Princess! I have brought the juice."

"Princess, i…" she chuckled as she heard their voices.

"Princess, I have brought your juice. May I have the pleasure to dance with you." she dreaded as her head snapped to her left.

"Why? I thought you had invited me!" Albus shrugged his shoulders as he forwarded the glass of juice in his hands which she took instinctively.

"When have you come?" her eyes sparkled and she smiled while taking a quick swig from the glass.

"The moment you were bargaining your second dance for a glass of juice." he said with a chuckle as she finished the glass he had given, "now that i have fulfilled your condition. Can I have a dance with you?" he forwarded her hand when she looked at him surprised.

The Sole Heir