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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

Ephyra tilted her head slightly, her cold gaze cutting through Marianna like a blade.

"You're lucky I don't want to get my hands dirty today," Ephyra added, her voice soft but chilling. "But don't test me, Marianna. I don't have the patience to act like the evil stepmother and kind stepdaughter with you anymore."

Without waiting for a response, Ephyra turned and resumed her ascent, her steps deliberate and unhurried. Behind her, Marianna stood rooted to the spot, her earlier bravado completely shattered.

When Ephyra reached her room, she closed the door behind her, exhaling slowly. The encounter replayed in her mind, but she pushed it aside. There were bigger things to focus on now.

She glanced at her desk, where a stack of documents lay neatly arranged—papers that Lyle's team had delivered earlier that morning. Among them was the finalized marriage certificate and a folder containing information about the banquet.

Lucky