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

Leonard’s brows furrowed, though a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He shook his head with exasperation as he took in the scene. The so-called "drunkards" at this table—normally dignified and composed—were now relying on him to get them home, one by one.


A soft, chime-like ringtone sounded from Eleanor’s pocket at that moment. She blinked, eyes widening slightly, and instinctively fumbled to grab her phone. Her efforts, however, were futile; her usually adept hands struggled in her slightly tipsy state. Eleanor’s cheeks flushed a warm, peachy hue, and she let out a soft, childlike murmur, “I... I can’t find my phone…”


Leonard couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. The sharp, intelligent Eleanor he was used to seeing now appeared so utterly charming in her momentary vulnerability. Her hand hovered near her pocket, clumsily grasping at the fabric but never quite reaching inside. She looked like a small child, unable to find a lost toy, pouting with mild frustration.


Chapter 352 A Gentle Abduction