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Eira Kingston, a feared assassin, never imagined that death would lead her to transmigrate into the body of Ephyra Allen, the disgraced first daughter of the once-powerful Allen family. But what shocked her even more was the soft mechanical voice in her mind, addressing her as "master" and informing her that her soul had returned to its original body.

Eira dismissed the strange voice, thinking she was having a post-death hallucination. But waking up in a hospital, with memories that weren’t hers flooding back, she was forced to confront the truth.

Ephyra’s life had been nothing short of a nightmare. Despite being the legitimate daughter, she was labeled a bastard, shunned by all, and overshadowed by her scheming stepsister, who had stolen the love of her father and her betrothed. To make matters worse, the wealth and status the Allen family enjoyed were all thanks to Ephyra’s late mother, and the only reason she hadn’t been discarded entirely was due to her mother’s inheritance, locked away until she turned eighteen.

But Eira wasn’t one to be defeated by circumstances. If she was going to live Ephyra’s life, she would do so on her own terms. She would destroy those who had caused Ephyra pain, claim the inheritance that was rightfully hers, and find out who was behind her own death. Because if there was one thing Eira knew how to do well, it was to survive—and make her enemies pay.

However, being a high-schooler with nothing to her name wasn’t enough. As Ephyra, she’s powerless, but as an assassin, she’s lethal. Still, even that wasn't enough until she became the contracted wife of Lyle Aelion—a powerful, enigmatic figure in the business world with a secret illness. And it turns out, the only thing that can relieve him is her scent.

Transmigrated Into The True Heiress

When Eira returned to the mansion, it was already a few minutes past 10 PM. She didn't bother looking for Jania and instead went straight to her room. She stripped off her dress, took a refreshing shower, and rolled her eyes at the sight of yet another set of Lyle's oversized pajamas waiting for her. Still, she slipped into them, climbed into bed, and began scrolling through her phone. She expected Jania to eventually show up to ask about the dinner, but the hours passed and her friend never came. Slowly, Eira drifted into sleep, her phone slipping from her hands.

As soon as she was sound asleep, the door creaked open, and Jania stepped inside quietly. Standing at the foot of Eira's bed, she smiled softly at the sight of her friend.

"She's asleep," Jania murmured to herself before leaving just as silently as she had entered.

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