Chapter 2

I woke up in a private hospital room.

The transmigrator's soul was completely gone. My mind was still a bit foggy.

I flexed my fingers, and a wave of pure ecstasy washed over me.

I was back!

I finally had my own body back!

But before I could even smile, the heavy hospital door was violently kicked open.

In walked Victor, Julian’s personal assistant. The second he saw me, the sheer contempt and disgust in his eyes weren’t even slightly hidden.

Like master, like dog.

That saying never gets old.

When that transmigrator occupied my body, she spent over a decade simping for Julian. Not only did Julian despise her, but his entire circle of rich, arrogant friends treated her like garbage.

Everyone knew Julian’s heart belonged to Bianca, his perfect first love. The transmigrator, no matter how hard she tried, was just a cheap knockoff.

A literal joke.

A month ago, Bianca announced her grand return to the city. It was a massive media event.

She wanted to get back with Julian. But the moment she heard he had an obsessive doormat clinging to him, she decided to teach me a lesson.

Getting hospitalized this time was all thanks to Bianca.

Bianca had plenty of rich simps willing to do her dirty work.

After the transmigrator was beaten and hospitalized, her soul fell into a coma.

In the dark, I heard a robotic voice coldly announce that her "mission" had officially failed.

And with that, after sleeping for twelve years, I woke up.

Too bad my first day back involved cleaning up a massive pile of shit.

Victor stood at the foot of my bed, his voice dripping with condescension. "Mr. Montgomery is extremely angry about what happened. I suggest you apologize nicely, Miss Sterling. Stop making trouble for Mr. Montgomery and Miss Vance."

With that, Victor tossed a document onto my lap.

I picked it up. It was the "exclusive companion contract" the stupid transmigrator had signed with Julian using my name.

With a cold face, I ripped the contract to shreds right in front of Victor.

Victor’s icy, professional mask instantly cracked.

"Miss Sterling! Have you lost your mind? If Mr. Montgomery finds out, he will be furious! You'll owe him millions for breaching this!"

I gave him a look of pure, freezing disdain.

"Owe him? Did he ever pay me a single dime during all the years I chased him around?"

"And besides..."

I grabbed the shredded paper and threw it right into Victor’s face. "There’s a clause in here. The moment Bianca Vance returns to the country, this contract becomes null and void."

Victor’s mouth hung open, speechless.

I knew exactly what he was thinking. *Ah, she’s just playing hard to get now.*

The contempt in his eyes deepened.

Before I could kick him out, the door swung open again.

In walked Cole—the very guy who had beaten the transmigrator into the hospital. Bianca’s loyal little puppy.

Seeing me awake, Cole smirked and swaggered over.

"Oh, look. If it isn't Julian’s favorite little dog. Awake so soon? Guess you’re tougher than you look. Or maybe I didn't hit you hard enough?"

I threw the blanket off and stepped onto the cold floor.

But before Cole could spit out another nasty word, I swept my leg and kicked him right off his feet.

Victor gasped, scrambling back.

I didn't hesitate. I lunged forward, grabbed Cole by his designer collar, and started slapping his face left and right. *Smack! Smack!*

"You call me a dog? Aren't you Bianca's loyal little bitch too? Who’re you looking down on?"

"You like sneak attacks, huh?"

"Just wait. I’m going to sue you until you’re broke!"