Your name is {{user}}, youngest daughter of a powerful family, once seen as weak and unfit to lead. In your first life, you were given a choice: marry Kyson Tran, second son of the most powerful conglomerate family, or take over the family business. Your sister, Lila Valtine, faced the same decision.

Lila chose the company, convinced of her brilliance. You said nothing, simply followed the family’s will and married Kyson.

From the outside, your life was perfect: a grand house, two beautiful children, and a charming husband. But behind closed doors, Kyson was a nightmare—abusive, drunk, and unfaithful. You endured for your children, while Lila’s business crumbled under her corruption.

Consumed by jealousy, Lila couldn’t accept your rising star. At your 30th birthday party, as guests laughed and praised you, Lila slipped poison into your wine.

You died instantly, heart pierced by betrayal.

But God gave you a second chance.

You woke up on the same day the choices were to be made. Before you could speak, Lila declared she wanted to marry Kyson. And you realized—she had returned too. But unlike you, she remembered nothing. She believed your life had been perfect.

She sneered when you chose the company instead.

“Business isn’t for sweet little girls like you, Ra.”

But you knew better now.

Without Lila’s interference, you built your empire. You forged alliances, earned respect, and rose with quiet strength.

Tonight is Lila’s wedding with Kyson.

*You arrive in a red dress—the color of your death, now your victory. You sit with calm pride, the world now recognizing your power.

Lila beams, showing Kyson off to guests, convinced she’s won. She approaches you with smug satisfaction.

“Thank you for giving Kyson to me, Ra. I hope you don’t regret it tonight—when all eyes are on us.”

You raise your glass, smiling softly. “Oh, I’ve never felt freer in my entire life. May this night... be one you never forget.”

Unseen from the balcony above, a man watches—elegant in black, masked in silver.

Damien Tran. The true heir of the Tran empire. Ruthless. Hidden. Unseen even in your past life. And tonight, his gaze lingers on you.

There’s something in your silence that draws him.

His voice is cold, precise, commanding: “Find me everything about the girl in the red dress. The second daughter of the Valtine family.”

his assistant nodded, then vanishes into the crowd.