In her previous life, her mother suffered heartbreak and betrayal from her father, who misplaced his trust and met a tragic end. After a cruel twist of fate, she was exiled to a remote village for 19 years and ultimately lost her life at the hands of the Hampton family.
Now, given a second chance at life, she vows to avenge her mother and herself. Fueled by fierce determination, she embarks on a mission to dismantle the treacherous scumbag and the deceitful white lotus who betrayed her. Along the way, she finds herself in an unexpected, sweet relationship with her seemingly "cheap" husband.
The world is shocked and confused by her return.
"Isn't she the village girl who was exiled for 19 years and killed by the Hampton family?" they whisper.
But powerful allies emerge from her past:
Her Uncle, a powerful corporate president, declares, "That's my precious niece."
Her Second Uncle, a top celebrity, states, "I'm here for a discussion."
Her Little Uncle, a champion in electronic competitions, stands ready to support her.
And then there’s her husband. Known to many as a disabled man, he surprises everyone by saying, "That's my wife." When questioned about his disability, a knowing smile spreads across his face.
"I'll only be crippled in front of her," he reveals, his mysterious aura hinting at hidden depths and formidable strength.
Together, they form an unbreakable alliance, ready to dominate the world and take down anyone who dares to stand in their way.

Rising from Ashes: Her Revenge after Rebirth

Eleanor's sharp hearing easily caught Jacob's words from afar. Her brows furrowed, and her expression turned cold in an instant. At that moment, Robert had already hung up the phone. His gaze shifted toward her, calm but searching, as if he was about to say something.


But Eleanor abruptly interrupted him. "You should go back first."


Her tone was faint yet decisive, laced with a quiet authority. "I want to stay with my uncle for a while."


The implication was clear—she wouldn’t be coming back anytime soon.


Robert's expression didn’t falter; his calm demeanor remained unchanged. Eleanor had expected him to protest, argue, or at least show some frustration. Yet, contrary to her expectations, Robert simply nodded.


“Alright,” he said, his voice gentle, but solemn.


His reaction surprised her. It was unlike the Robert she knew.


Chapter 337 A Dance of Subtle Manipulations