Chapter 2

After being discharged from the hospital, I didn't shower Evelyn with endless love like I did in my past life.

Instead, I hired a nanny with the absolute worst reputation in the industry to take full charge of her daily care.

Whatever the nanny did to Evelyn, I never cared, never asked, and never held anyone accountable.

In my previous life, my husband died in a tragic car crash shortly after I found out I was pregnant.

To ensure Evelyn wouldn't feel the absence of a father, I took on both parental roles, pouring 200% of my love into her.

Even when my indulgence turned her into an arrogant, spoiled brat, I never complained once.

I balanced raising her single-handedly while managing the company's endless affairs.

Decades of relentless exhaustion took an irreversible toll on my health, so much so that by the time I discovered the terminal cancer, it was already too late.

There were countless times when I passed out from severe hypoglycemia while tutoring Evelyn through her homework.

Every time I woke up, I was still lying on the freezing cold hardwood floor.

Standing beside me, Evelyn never showed an ounce of concern. Instead, she looked down at me with sheer annoyance.

"Mom, if you're not dead yet, get up."

"You faint all the time. Do you have any idea how much you're slowing down my study schedule?"

No matter how cruel she was, I always forgave her with unconditional tolerance.

I genuinely believed that pouring my whole heart into loving a child would earn me love in return. I never imagined I was nurturing a venomous snake that would end my life.

In this life, I would never spoil her again.

Under the cold, strict regime of the nanny, Evelyn's personality took a complete 180-degree turn compared to my past life.

She became timid and overly cautious, asking for permission before doing practically anything.

"Mom, may I read a comic book for a little while?"

I didn't even look up from my laptop, reviewing my business reports as I spoke coldly.

"Go ahead. You can read them for the rest of your life if you want."

"Just remember: the heir to my fortune must be the absolute best. If you turn out to be completely useless, you won't see a single cent of my wealth."

Terrified, Evelyn dropped the comic book immediately, rushing back to her bedroom to bury her head in her textbooks.

Watching her grow increasingly insecure and hypersensitive, I knew the first step of my revenge had succeeded.

In my last life, I spoiled her so much that her greed became bottomless, ultimately driving her to kill me.

In this life, I would mold her into a girl who would never dare defy me. Only then would Mark and Martha's master plan unravel.

All I needed to do over these eighteen years was to 'raise' Evelyn on their behalf.

Until the day she turned her fangs back on them.

Aside from the agonizing memories of my demise, my rebirth gave me tremendous foresight.

Relying on my memories of future economic shifts, I guided Vance Group through multiple market crashes and expanded our empire exponentially. By the time Evelyn turned five, I was officially crowned the wealthiest woman in New York.

One afternoon, a major television network notified me to attend an awards ceremony. I turned my car around from a neighboring city to head home and prepare.

I never expected that before even stepping through my front door, the scene before my eyes would freeze the blood in my veins.