Alia is a skilled thief who, in search of a legendary treasure, sneaks into a castle under the cover of night. However, she unexpectedly witnesses the castle’s owner, the handsome and cold-hearted billionaire Marcellus, murder his wife. In the chaos of her escape, Alia is discovered and killed by him. But death isn’t the end. Alia wakes up to find herself reborn a year earlier, this time in the body of the wife Marcellus had killed—Livia. Faced with the man who had once killed her, now acting outwardly kind but still harboring deadly intentions, Alia knows she must uncover the truth within a year and avoid the same tragic fate. Her plan? Escape the castle and steal the treasure. During her time in the castle, Alia discovers that Livia’s identity is far from simple, and she soon finds herself tangled in a deeper conspiracy. Marcellus’s younger brother, Elias, has a close, secret relationship with Livia, one that seems to involve hidden feelings. As Alia secretly investigates Marcellus’s true intentions, she is drawn to his conflicting mixture of gentleness and coldness. At the same time, the body of Livia compels her to develop feelings for Elias, whose tender care for her awakens a sense of warmth. Caught in a whirlwind of emotions, Alia realizes that every person’s motives are more complex than they first appear, and she must make difficult choices between truth, revenge, love, and survival. As the one-year deadline approaches, the conspiracy unfolds, and Marcellus’s true intentions toward Livia are exposed. Alia finally finds a chance to escape. But with emotions tangled and fate inextricably linked to the castle, will she choose revenge and freedom, or will she find redemption and true love within the deadly walls of the castle?
View MoreEmma’s expression froze slightly, a trace of complex emotions flickering in her eyes. She was not naive—she could sense the subtle probing in Livia’s question. Livia seemed to be using her mother’s story to test Emma’s feelings toward Celesta, to determine whether she could be trusted.It wasn’t a particularly clever tactic, but… after all, she was Celesta’s daughter.Emma’s lips curled into a faint smile, yet her gaze softened. She felt no guilt—because she had none to feel.She spoke slowly, her voice tinged with reminiscence. “Yes, your mother saved me out of kindness. But it wasn’t just about giving me food and clothes. She gave me direction, hope, at a time when I had nothing left.”She let out a quiet sigh, her gaze drifting as if piercing through the walls of the room, reaching back into a past filled with hardship and suffering.“Can you imagine?” she said softly, a hint of bitterness in her tone. “I was a street rat, a child with no home, no family, no one to rely on. I lived
The night was quiet, with a gentle breeze flowing through the window, casting soft shadows on the room. Livia stood in the study for a moment, trying to calm her thoughts. She knew that the conversation ahead was crucial and might even change her understanding of the past.She adjusted her collar and moved gracefully down the dimly lit hallway, carefully avoiding the patrolling guards, skillfully making her way toward Emma’s bedroom. This time, her mood was different from the last; it was filled with more questions and, perhaps, more expectations.As she pushed the door open, Livia immediately sensed that Emma had been expecting her.Unlike the previous time, where there had been caution and probing, Emma was sitting calmly by the bedside this time, hands folded neatly on her lap, her gaze serene and composed, as though waiting for Livia to arrive. When she saw Livia enter, Emma smiled softly and spoke in a relaxed tone, “So, everything seems to be going smoothly?”Livia studied the w
The night had fallen, draping the castle in an air of solemn mystery. The carriage wheels rolled over the gravel path, producing a soft, crisp sound that stood out in the evening’s stillness. Livia gazed out the window, her thoughts lingering on the conversation she had just had.She knew her words were like a stone cast into deep water—ripples spreading in unpredictable directions. She had never been one to trust easily, yet Elias… He was too resolute, believing in her judgment even more than she did herself.Turning to look at him, she found Elias focused on the road ahead, his hands gripping the wheel steadily, his mind seemingly elsewhere. Eventually, she broke the silence, reminding him solemnly, “Elias, I don’t have any solid evidence—no tangible proof. If we accuse Eryx like this, no one will believe us. Besides, how can you be sure Edgar isn’t involved?”Elias snapped out of his thoughts, his expression turning sharp with frustration and anger. “But you’re his daughter! And Er
Livia gazed out of the car window, the city lights flickering in her pupils like ripples disturbing the uneasy waters of her heart. Elias’s eyes remained fixed on her, his silence pressing down on her like an invisible weight.As expected, she hadn’t hidden it well enough… Livia sighed inwardly. She knew Elias was sharp—he wouldn’t be easily fooled. Since he had already sensed something, there was no point in further concealment. Instead, she chose to reveal just enough of the truth.She remained silent for a while before speaking slowly, “Everyone has their secrets, don’t they?” Turning to meet Elias’s gaze, her tone was calm yet carried a trace of solemnity. “But I won’t lie to you—there is something wrong with Eryx.”Elias’s eyes sharpened slightly, but he didn’t interrupt.Livia continued, “I know you sent Red to protect me.” Her lips curved into a faint, teasing smile. “But as you’ve noticed, Marcellus isn’t a threat to me right now. Or rather, in his current state, he doesn’t ha
The night was deep and quiet. Outside the hospital, the streetlights cast a cold glow, stretching the shadows of Livia and Elias into elongated silhouettes.Elias quickened his pace to catch up with Livia, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness. “You should stop worrying about him. He’s always been like this—bottling everything up, never saying a word. It’s frustrating.”Livia halted and cast Elias a long, measured glance before shaking her head slightly. Her voice was calm and subdued. “That’s not the real reason he’s hiding things.” She sighed, a faint, unreadable smile playing at her lips. “But for now, I’ll believe he has his own concerns. Let’s not dwell on him—we have more pressing matters to handle.”With that, she turned decisively toward the hospital exit. “Let’s go back to the castle. It’s time we took a look at those classified documents on the expansion project.”Elias raised an eyebrow before a slight smile tugged at his lips, and he followed.—The moment they stepped
The hospital room was enveloped in silence, broken only by the rhythmic beeping of medical equipment. Livia’s fingers curled slightly, her gaze locked onto Marcellus, her patience slowly wearing thin.After a long pause, Marcellus finally spoke, his voice deep and steady. “First of all, in my current condition, I can’t do anything. If Edgar, other competitors, or even potential enemies were to get their hands on that document now, the consequences would be unimaginable. Rather than letting them find it, I’d rather you two get to it first.”He paused, his eyes sweeping between Livia and Elias before continuing, “But I must warn you—I’ve already sent people to search every possible location, and they found nothing. I doubt you’ll have better luck. And—” his voice dropped, his gaze sharpening, “you’re being watched. Every move you make is under scrutiny. No matter what, don’t let them sense your true objective, and above all, do not expose the final destination.”Livia frowned. She knew
Shaking her head, Livia felt a surge of exhilaration rise within her. She knew she had to inform her “allies” immediately and announce the victory she had secured in this political battle. Under the night sky, she strode forward with unwavering determination, as if each step she took was carving out the path to the future.The scene shifted to the dimly lit hospital corridor, where the flickering lights cast fragmented shadows on the walls. By Marcellus’s bedside, the atmosphere was both heavy and intimate. After a day of rest, his condition had noticeably improved—his complexion looked rosier, and the bandages wrapped around his wounds hinted at the beginnings of recovery. But what stood out the most was the gleam in his eyes, as if he had already learned of Livia’s success. His lips trembled slightly, and a faint murmur escaped them:“I knew you could do it.”That simple remark struck Livia straight to the heart like a wave of warmth. She sighed lightly, her tone laced with both rel
The night was as dark as ink, and a gentle breeze brushed past the treetops in the courtyard, bringing a touch of coolness. Under the moonlight, the stone-paved path shimmered faintly, while distant lanterns swayed in the wind, resembling scattered stars.Livia walked briskly out of the courtyard, her steps steady, yet unable to conceal the joy and excitement bubbling within her. However, just as she stepped down the stairs, a familiar figure blocked her path.She halted, slightly startled, and looked up—Allen.The black military uniform he wore appeared even more austere in the darkness. Gone was the relaxed demeanor he had shown earlier inside; now, he carried an air of composed authority. His cape fluttered lightly in the night breeze, and beneath his refined features lay a steely calm, the kind honed through years of battle. Livia had now recognized him—Allen, the general of the First Legion. Having him on her side today was perhaps her greatest fortune and support.She immediatel
Edgar leaned back in the heavy rosewood chair of his study, his gaze calmly fixed on the concealed door before him. The fireplace crackled with a steady flame, its orange-red glow casting shifting shadows on the oil paintings adorning the walls. A faint scent of burning wood lingered in the air, yet the warmth of the fire failed to dispel the underlying chill in the room.His voice was unhurried, carrying a detached indifference. “You saw and heard everything yourself. I have no reason to stop Livia from temporarily taking charge. And besides, Livia is my daughter, after all. I’ve warned you already—you are not to harm her.”Eryx let out a low chuckle, laced with both mockery and disdain. As he approached, his black-gloved fingers idly rubbed against his palm, his tone dark and slow. “No need to worry. I won’t harm her. No matter how capable she is, Livia is not Marcellus. As long as Marcellus isn’t the one leading the expansion project, it won’t be too much of a problem for me.”Edga
The night was dark and quiet, like a thick, inky shadow. A woman dressed in black slipped silently through the shadows toward the castle ahead. The moonlight cast a faint glow on her slender figure, outlining her graceful shape even in the night. The castle was a classic piece of medieval European architecture, with tall, towering spires and thick stone walls that looked both grand and eerie. Alia smirked slightly, muttering to herself, “Doesn’t seem too hard. A place this big, and no guards in sight? This should be a piece of cake.”Even though she felt relaxed, Alia’s movements were precise and careful. She pulled out a detailed map of the castle from her bag, studying it in the dim light. With a confident nod, she silently slipped inside. Her eyes were sharp, quickly memorizing every hallway and corner. There were no guards, but infrared sensors were everywhere. Trained from a young age, Alia was more than used to these challenges. She moved skillfully, evading every sensor like a ...
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