Ashley is burned alive by her half-sister, but she gets a second chance to undo all of her past. She was reborn ten years ago, and this time she is determined to find a strong backer for herself to take revenge. "I'll take revenge for everything you've done, and I'll make you all suffer!"
"It's on fire! Fire! Hurry and get out of the building!"
Ashley was startled and hurried to her feet. She opened the curtain-flames raged outside, already licking the roof, crackling loudly.
How could it suddenly catch fire? It was fine when I came in.
She didn't have time to think. She turned and ran toward the door.
Fortunately, the fire had started from one side of the shed and hadn't reached the door yet.
She opened it and was about to rush out when something suddenly splashed on her face.
Splash!
It felt slightly cold at first, but in the next second, searing pain struck-her skin felt scorched by flames, and she could even smell the stench of burnt flesh.
"Ah..." The heart-piercing pain made Ashley scream. She covered her face, but her hands were also torn apart-blood and flesh mixed.
"My face... my face..." Ashley groaned in agony.
She was an actress. Though not well-known, her face was her livelihood. And now it was ruined. What could she do?
Ashley stumbled, groping blindly. Even so, she couldn't die here-not in this sea of fire.
But just as she took two steps, someone shoved her hard to the ground.
"Who? Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?" Ashley cried out, her voice hoarse.
"Haha..." A woman laughed proudly. "What a pity. Such a beautiful face, ruined in an instant. Ashley Sanchez, how does it feel?"
Ashley was stunned. "Is it you? Mia Sanchez?! Why? Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because I hate you! I've hated you since the day my father brought you home!" Mia sneered. "Ashley, have you ever wondered why your life has been so miserable?"
"Mia..." The highly corrosive solution seeped into Ashley's eyes and mouth, blinding her and burning her throat. She could only groan out hoarse, broken syllables.
The pain made her curl up into a ball. She tried to rise, but collapsed again.
"Hahaha... That's right. I framed you from beginning to end. You're not worthy of returning to the Sanchez family, and you're not worthy of Quentin!" Mia stomped hard on Ashley's hand, bones crunching. "If you dare to fight me, the only outcome is death! Oh-and Quentin? He's already mine. Hahaha..."
"Ah..." Ashley cried out in agony, her voice growing weaker.
The door to survival was shut tightly in front of her.
She couldn't see anything-only feel the flames dancing around her, scorching everything.
She crawled instinctively toward the door, pounding on it with all her might and screaming, "Help... help... help..."
But the fire raged like a devil's tongue, devouring her whole.
"Hot... it's so hot! Hot...!"
A girl was moaning unconsciously, her body drenched in sweat.
Ashley Sanchez felt like she was submerged in lava. It burned-but strangely, she felt no pain.
She slowly opened her eyes.
A pair of deep, soul-piercing eyes made her tremble.
The next second, a man grabbed her neck, his sexy voice dripping with cold menace. "Tell me, who ordered you?"
Just like his voice, the man's appearance was stunning-heroic features, thin brows, and dark pupils as deep as the sea. He stared right into her soul, making her breath catch.
Who is this man? Why is he so fierce?
Ashley was confused. Memories came rushing back. She clearly remembered being surrounded by flames-burned alive by her sister, Mia Sanchez.
Am I not dead? she thought, dazed but oddly relieved. Or... could it be that I've arrived in the underworld?
Her pale face turned even whiter at the thought.
Ashley looked instinctively behind the man, searching for angel wings-white or black-but found nothing.
"What are you looking for?" the man asked, catching her gaze, voice low and suspicious.
"Angel!"
"What?" He frowned slightly, eyes narrowing. "Who are you? Where did this human come from?"
Human? Ashley heard the word clearly.
The phone rang.
Ashley watched the man stand and pick it up. She was stunned.
iPhone 3.
The man's phone was an iPhone 3.
If she remembered right, that model came out ten years ago. It was practically a museum piece now.
What on earth is going on?
Ashley looked out the window, dazed. The giant floor-to-ceiling glass glowed with light, reflecting a slender figure with a beautiful face.
She gasped and touched her face in disbelief. Her skin was smooth-delicate. Not the ruined, scarred face from before.
She tested the feeling of her body. Then bit her wrist.
"Ouch!" It hurt. It was real.
Could it be... I was reborn?
The kind of plot that only happens in novels and dramas had actually happened to her?
The man's low voice echoed nearby. Ashley grew even more confused.
She looked around-the high-end presidential suite, its gray-black color palette elegant and luxurious. Every detail was exquisite. Anyone who could stay here had to be rich-or powerful.
Memories of her past life came flooding back-lies, betrayal, being drugged.
She had once woken up in an unfamiliar room, fear paralyzing her. She'd heard the sound of running water in the bathroom and fled, terrified.
She hadn't looked back. But in the hotel lobby, she'd been surrounded by a swarm of reporters.
At the time, she wasn't a superstar, but she was rising in the entertainment world. Under the harsh flash of cameras, her clothes were a mess, her hair tangled, her neck full of hickeys. She couldn't face their questions.
That day, her face was splashed across every entertainment page.
The close-up photos became damning evidence of "unspoken rules." The accompanying articles were scathing, accusing her of trading her body for success.
Some tabloids even released a photo of a fat old man, trying to convince the world he was her secret lover.
Fans and the public turned on her, calling her shameless. Her agency was furious. The producer of a drama she was set to star in pulled the plug on her role.
That day, Ashley Sanchez's career collapsed.
Now, lying under the covers, she felt the slight coolness on her skin-and the dull ache in her body.
In other words... she had been reborn to that day.
And the man from last night wasn't a fat old man with a big belly... but this man-with eight-pack abs and stunning looks.
It turned out, she hadn't been taken by a pig. On the contrary, this pig was more than acceptable.
The room suddenly fell quiet. Ashley felt a chill down her spine. She was just about to turn over when a force pinned her to the bed.
"Ah..." Ashley gasped, her eyes flying wide open.
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
Ivy Rosalia Jones, a young and beautiful doctor working at a suburban hospital, is determined to marry a man she met through a blind date, even though he is paralyzed. Actually, the marriage was meant to be symbolic, with both of them intending not to interfere in each other's affairs after the wedding. However, Ivy never expected that she would end up marrying the most influential man in the world. Shawn Dyxon Tate, Ivy's husband, has no intention of letting his beautiful wife go. Once she entered his life, he made a decision to spoil her and gave her the world she never had.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Accused of murder, Sylvia Todd's mother was deemed a traitor by the entire pack, condeming Sylvia to live the rest of her life alone in humiliation as a lowly slave. All she wanted to do was to prove her mother's innocence somehow, but fate never seemed to be on the side of the traitor's daughter. Still, Sylvia never lost hope. As the future lycan king of all werewolves, Rufus Duncan possessed great power and status, but he had an inexplicable reputation for being cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. Unbeknownst to everyone, he had been cursed long ago to transform into a killer monster on every full moon. Even though fate did not always look upon the two, it brought Sylvia and Rufus together as each other's destined mates. Will justice be served for Sylvia's mother? What about Rufus' secret? Can Sylvia and Rufus defy all societal norms and stay together? Will these two unlucky souls have their happy ending?
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."