Reborn to be Spoiled by the Ruthless CEO

The marble floor was cold beneath her knees. Her hands trembled as she clutched the hem of her ruined dress, but no one in the lavish hall spared her a shred of pity. Her mother sat above her like a queen on a throne, pearls glinting at her neck, lips curved in disdain. “You’ve shamed us enough, daughter. From this moment on, you are no longer part of this family.” Her father’s face was harder, like chiseled stone. “Do you think we would protect you after what you’ve done? You are a disgrace. A thief. A liar.” “No… I didn’, Her voice cracked, weak with desperation. But the man she loved, the one she had once believed would stand by her side no matter what, stepped forward before she could finish. His expression was calm, too calm, as if he had rehearsed this betrayal a hundred times. “I can testify,” her fiancé said smoothly, “that she orchestrated everything. The forged accounts, the stolen shares, the missing funds… it was all her scheme.” The words pierced deeper than any blade. She shook her head violently, eyes wide, tears streaking her face. “No! That’s a lie! You, you promised” But he would not meet her gaze. Instead, he turned to her parents, bowing as if he had never once whispered love to her in the dark. “For the family’s reputation, I thought it best to reveal her true nature. I was deceived by her as well.” Her chest tightened until she could hardly breathe. Around her, the whispers grew . her siblings snickering at her downfall, her relatives sneering about her stupidity. Pathetic. She really believed she was special. Look at her now. A fallen fool. The world blurred through her tears. Her heart shattered with every sneer, every cold look, every word from the mouths of those who should have loved her most. And then her father’s voice thundered the final judgment. “From this day forth, you are no daughter of mine. Drag her out.” The guards’ grip was merciless as they dragged her across the marble, her knees scraping against the cold stone. Her pleas echoed in the hall, but no one listened. “Please… Father! Mother!” Her voice was hoarse, raw. I didn’t do it, I swear, I didn’t. Her mother’s eyes, once the warm haven of her childhood, were shards of ice now. “Stop disgracing yourself. Take her away.” The heavy doors slammed shut behind her, cutting her off from the family she had devoted her life to. The night greeted her with a cruel chill. Rain poured from the sky, drenching her in seconds. She stumbled down the grand steps of the mansion, dress clinging to her frail body, hair plastered against her cheeks. Lightning split the sky as her knees gave out. She collapsed onto the muddy ground, coughing violently until blood stained her lips. Through the haze of pain, she remembered the nights she had stayed awake to finish company reports, the sacrifices she made to please her parents, the dreams she had shared with the man who had just condemned her. All of it, every drop of love, every ounce of loyalty, had been twisted into a noose around her neck. The storm raged on, washing away the last fragments of her dignity. She lay on the ground, soaked and trembling, her body too weak to rise. Her fingers clawed at the earth, leaving shallow marks in the mud as if she could hold onto life itself. But every breath was a struggle now, each inhale sharper, shallower, more painful than the last. She could still see their faces, her father’s cold fury, her mother’s disdain, her siblings’ mocking sneers, and the empty eyes of the man she had once loved. Their voices rang in her skull, louder than the thunder. “Disgrace.” “Liar.” “Pathetic.” Her chest heaved, and a bitter laugh slipped past her cracked lips, swallowed instantly by the storm. So this is how it ends? After everything I gave them? After everything I believed in? Her vision blurred, but in the fading light, she felt something stir deep within her, a single ember of rage, glowing through the suffocating dark. She forced her lips to move, every word carved from pain and fury. “If… I had another chance…” Her voice was no louder than a whisper, yet it carried the weight of her soul. A shiver passed through her as blood trickled down her chin. “…I would never… be so blind again.” Her eyes closed, lashes heavy with rain and tears. “…I’d make them pay.” And with that vow, her body stilled. The storm drowned the silence, carrying away the last fragile breath of a woman who had died betrayed.