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Leila died at the hands of the people she trusted most in her past life, and she even uncovered the truth about her father's death. It was only then that she realized she was merely a chess piece in her stepmother's game, discarded once she lost her usefulness.

She left the world filled with pain, resentment, and regret.

But God doesn't condone evil. Leila was reborn, given a second chance eight years before her misery began!

Now, she has the opportunity to correct her mistakes and live her life to the fullest. She rises to become a hidden big boss in many fields, in total control of everything—except her brother.

***Excerpt***

His calloused finger traced her nape sensually as he pinned her against the wall, towering above her.

She bit her lip to stifle a moan and carefully called out, "Jayden?"

He hummed lightly in response, his hand never stopping.

"I—What are you doing?"

He smirked, his attractive blue eyes shining affectionately as his hand moved down. "Doing you."

Alright, she couldn't understand him at all!

[2024 WSA Entry]

NOTE: The main leads aren't related; they just address each other as brother and sister since they grew up together.

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When The Rightful Heiress Is Reborn

Suddenly, Leila thought of something and turned to Jayden. "Jay, can we cook together?"

Jayden tilted his head, a little puzzled. "What do you want to make?"

Leila's eyes sparkled with determination. "I haven't informed my dad that I'm entering the industry. He'll definitely try to refuse, but if I make him some of his favorite meals and persuade him, he might just come around."

Jayden raised an eyebrow then nodded in understanding. "What are his favorite meals and when is he coming home?"

"He loves my mom's old recipes—her famous chicken parmesan and spaghetti carbonara. If I make those, he'll be putty in my hands!" Leila's tone was confident, but there was a hint of nervous excitement in her word as she clenched her hand. She didn't know what she will do if her father didn't give her his permission to enter the industry.

Way To Go