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 finally understood why Simon had warned her not to confront the Whales family members head-on.


It wasn’t just indifference—they outright despised Susan. A direct clash would only invite mockery and scorn.


She wasn’t someone who bowed her head and accepted abuse. Though she now carried Susan’s identity, she had no intention of suffering the same fate.


Susan had endured relentless torment at the hands of her so-called family. And standing before Eleanor now was one of her greatest tormentors—Flora Whales.


Eleanor’s gaze sharpened, her expression calm yet edged like a finely honed blade.


"Sorry to disappoint you," she said coolly, "but I’m still very much alive."


Flora’s expression tightened, her fists clenching instinctively. A flicker of something—anger, irritation, or perhaps unease—flashed through her eyes.


"How dare you speak to me like that?!" she snapped, venom dripping from her tone. "Your tongue has certainly grown sharper…"


Chapter 489 A Battle of Wills