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

The girl steadied herself with visible effort, walking step by measured step toward Eleanor. Her posture was tense, shoulders slightly hunched, as though she wished to shrink into invisibility. Every movement radiated the quiet desperation of someone bracing for judgment.


Eleanor's gaze remained cold and inscrutable, sweeping over her like a blade. Those piercing eyes held an oppressive weight, as if pressing down on the air around them.


The girl didn’t hesitate. She came to a stop in front of the microphone, trembling slightly.


"Speak," Eleanor said—calm, composed, and unmistakably commanding.


The girl nodded, the movement barely perceptible. Then, after drawing a shaky breath, she turned toward the crowd. Her voice, when it came, was small but deliberate.


"Years ago… someone contacted me. They said a celebrity named Susan wanted to sponsor my education."


She paused, fingers nervously twisting the hem of her sleeve.


Chapter 533 The Weight of Truth