Cynthia was Andrew's lawful wife. When her sister Rebecca came back, Andrew stopped hiding his disdain for her. "I need to get back with Rebecca," he said, holding her tightly, his eyes full of tenderness. —— Cynthia's heart ached deeply. Lying in her hospital bed, she decided to keep her pregnancy a secret forever. But suddenly, Rebecca appeared. "What do you want?" Cynthia asked. "Send you and your child to hell!" Rebecca sneered, pushing a pillow down towards her. —— Cynthia didn't die. Fate brought her back three years earlier, to a time when Andrew was about to take her to a banquet. "The banquet's starting soon. Why aren't you ready yet? Don't take it too seriously. You're just going as my assistant. Rebecca is my date." Cynthia looked at Andrew's familiar face, her nails digging deep into her palms. This time, would she choose to compromise or fight back? Had her road to revenge begun?

On the day of her divorce, the amnesiac silly girl lay in a pool of blood, giving birth amidst the ice and snow. It dawned on her suddenly—she was Scarlett Ridley, the shining star of the Ridley Group. Back in the Ridley family fold, Denver's elites eagerly waited to lavish Scarlett with gifts. Her eldest brother acquired an entertainment company and asked if she wanted to join the industry! Her second brother took her to an auction, splurging on luxurious clothes and jewelry for her! Her third brother gave her millions in spending money to do as she pleased! With such strong family support, why would she need that worthless man? One day, Maxwell Gellar finally regretted everything, kneeling and waiting for her return... "Miss Scarlett, Mr. Gellar has messaged you again!" "Has he seen the light?" In the mall, Scarlett waved her hand, scooping up all the luxury items into her bag. "Tell him to get lost. I'm enjoying my single life!"