Reborn To Save My Possessive Billionaire

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I clutched the black marble urn containing Darien's ashes, my white dress soaking with blood from the gunshot wound in my abdomen. The people I trusted most—my adoptive family and my mentor—had cornered me in an abandoned warehouse. My adoptive sister stepped on my bleeding leg with her stiletto, mocking me as a parasite. "His death wasn't an accident, you know. It was very profitable," my brother laughed, confessing they had shorted the family company's stock. My trusted doctor smiled, admitting she had altered Darien's medication to slowly poison him. Even the uncle who used to bounce me on his knee sighed, revealing he had leaked Darien's schedule to orchestrate the fatal car crash just to pay off his debts. They had brutally murdered the only man who ever truly protected me, and now the doctor was raising a knife to ruin my face out of pure jealousy. I didn't cry or beg. Instead, I pressed the detonator hidden beneath the urn, dragging all my tormentors into a fiery hell before I plunged into the freezing ocean. As the icy water filled my lungs, the agony of their betrayal and the despair of losing Darien tore my soul apart. Why did he have to die for their greed? A splitting headache tore through the darkness, and a cold, furious voice exploded in my ear. Opening my eyes, I wasn't at the bottom of the sea. I was back in my bedroom ten years ago, looking up at a very much alive Darien.