In her last life, Nora Chambers had her heart carved out by a scumbag to save his white moonlight.
On the operating table, she heard Theodore Goodwin coax his childhood sweetheart with sickening tenderness: “Be good—once we use her heart, you’ll live.”
After her rebirth, she smiled.
This time, she personally dragged the two cheating dogs to prison, then set her sights on the business emperor Lionel Winslow.
Theodore Goodwin’s own uncle, the living king of hell in Verdant City.
“President Winslow, lend me a seed?”
The man unfastened his cufflinks with deliberate slowness. “Funny I just had a vasectomy.”
She spun to flee, only to be pinned across the desk.
“But I never said I wouldn’t marry you.”
Later—
Theodore Goodwin broke down behind bars. “Uncle, of all the women in the world, why her?!”
Lionel Winslow wrapped an arm around his wife and sneered.
“Address her as Aunt.”
