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Oliver Reynald, a twenty-seven-year-old man, disguises himself as a bodyguard for the youngest daughter of the Franklyn family, driven by a desire for revenge, particularly against Lucas Franklyn, whom he believes killed his mother. This long-held grudge leads Oliver to trap the youngest Franklyn daughter, Yoursa, making her fall in love with him. However, one truth Oliver has never known about his mother’s death—and his own identity—is that the mastermind behind her death has always been close by. As Oliver uncovers the full truth about his mother’s demise, his world unravels. As time goes on, Oliver becomes increasingly entangled in Yoursa’s life, and his heart is torn between his thirst for vengeance and the genuine affection that grows between them. Yoursa, initially caught as a victim in Oliver’s sinister plan, feels warmth and protection she has never experienced before. However, the peace they build together is threatened by the dark secrets lurking in the shadows. On their journey to uncover the truth, Oliver and Yoursa must battle the forces that seek to tear them apart, including betrayal from those closest to them. Can Oliver bring justice for his mother while preserving the love they’ve found? Or will his thirst for revenge destroy everything, even the most precious of relationships? In this emotionally charged tale, Oliver’s decisions will shape their futures and test the limits of true love, which may endure even when shackled by secrets and lies. In a world where loyalty is fleeting, and enemies disguise themselves as allies, Oliver must confront the ghosts of his past and decide what truly matters—his quest for revenge or the unexpected love that has blossomed amidst the darkness. Can their love survive the haunting legacy of betrayal, or will it crumble beneath the weight of unforgiven...

In a music competition show, my rival unexpectedly played the melody I had in my mind before I could. Shocked, I confronted her, asking why she plagiarized me. However, she turned the accusation against me and said, "You said I stole your work, but do you have any proof?" However, I was unable to provide any concrete evidence. Thus, I was labeled as a bully and a plagiarist, ultimately meeting a tragic end. Even in my final moments, I couldn't figure out how she managed to steal something from my mind. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on that same stage. Seeing that my rival was about to play her part, I stopped her and said, "This time, it's my turn to go first."