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When the cold metal of the heavy-duty truck knocked her, she surprisingly somersaulted in the air before crashing harshly on the cold and wet floor. Blood oozed from every natural opening in her body, including the artificially created ones, courtesy of the truck.

Former heiress, Iris Bowman breathed her last, wishing for nothing but an opportunity to avoid the board meeting that destroyed her entire life. As funny as her wish may sound, the deities answered her prayer, fulfilling her dying wish. 

Iris was reborn as a vindictive grand witch who wouldn't bat an eyelid when wreaking havoc.

How would she mend the broken relationship with her family and avoid her sister's tragic death? Would she save herself from doom in this lifetime?

By a cunning design of the heavens, Iris Bowman discovered Tyler Harper, the heavily wounded mafia prince, sitting at the back of her limited-edition Ferrari. 

When love sparked between the two, would Iris survive in his ruthless world filled with bloodshed, or would it overwhelm her? What if the bloodshed was what the new Iris loved more than anything? 

Now, her traitor of a fiance wanted her back, but Iris had different plans for him.
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"Tyler… Tyler… Don't be surprised that I know who you are…Tyler… I promise you… I mean no harm… Please, I need you to calm down and wait for a little while… Please don't die on me, Tyler… I beg you… Spare my sister and I… We cannot stand the wrath of the Harper clan if anything were to happen to you." Iris pleaded dreadfully.

“Drive!” 
It was all the mafia king had to say before he shut his eyes.

The Heiress Is Back

Hubby, Please Don't Divorce Me

"Ms Bowman, good to finally meet you." Mrs Capsian had a dashing smile on her lips that any ignorant person would be tempted to believe she was sincere. If Iris hadn't heard the woman call her a vixen in her thoughts just now, she could have fallen for her fake smile.

"I wish I could say the same about you, Mrs Capsian." Iris declared with an equally dashing smile that nearly blinded the woman. Iris' smiles were even brighter and more captivating, seemingly more sincere. However, the words that came out of her mouth were unpleasant. Mrs Capsian couldn't believe Iris would respond like that.

"Ms Bowman, I don't think we need hostility between us. I came to have a chat with you. Woman to woman." Mrs Bowman's smile faltered as she spoke. She knew Iris wasn't an easy woman to deal with, and even her bluntness wasn't a good trait in the business world, but it showed the young lady wouldn't stand on ceremony with her.

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