Reborn To Love You

Ch. 9: The Life she Chose

Claire stood quietly on the top floor..

But her thoughts had already drifted far away.

Since she had an older brother—

Someone who could inherit and manage the family business...

She had never felt pressured to follow the same path as her Parents.

From the very beginning—

She was given a choice.

To live freely.

To build her own life.

And for that, she was grateful.

Her parents were not perfect.

They were busy.

Always occupied with business.

Often away.

But,

They never made Claire and her brother feel unloved.

They gave them freedom.

Trust.

Understanding.

While other families treated daughters like bargaining chips—

Tools for business alliances and arranged marriages...

Claire was never raised that way.

Her parents allowed her, to think for herself.

To choose her own path.

To live in her own world.

And because of that—

She grew up as herself.

Unrestrained.

She and her brother both studied at the top university in the country.

Scholars.

Until graduation.

Despite coming from a powerful family...

They lived low-profile lives.

Their family originated from the province of Ubec.

Most of their businesses were based there.

In the city,

Very few people knew who they truly were.

Even her ex-boyfriend, Drake—

Didn’t know.

In her Past life, he only found out about her identity—

When they were already preparing for their wedding.

Thinking about it now—

Claire found it almost ironic.

In her past life...

She had hidden herself so well,

That even the person closest to her didn’t truly know her.

Aside from her studies...

Claire worked part-time as a translator.

She also wrote romance novels online...

Earning a steady stream of royalties.

Even without relying on her family, she was already capable of supporting herself.

Still...

Her grandparents couldn’t bear to see her “working so hard.”

They gave her generous allowances.

Properties.

Shares.

Making her—

A quiet little rich girl.

But Claire rarely touched any of it.

Not because she lacked the desire—

But because she valued something else more.

Independence.

Her brother, on the other hand, received only a modest allowance.

So Claire never used her money.

Not a single cent.

Including the shares and assets given to her.

They remained untouched.

Accumulating.

Growing.

To the point where...

Her personal accounts already held millions.

Her parents were now preparing for her brother,

To take over as the next CEO.

They planned to retire soon.

Travel the world.

Leave everything behind.

At one point, they even offered Claire more shares.

Enough to make her a majority shareholder.

Power.

Control.

But she refused.

Not because she couldn’t handle it—

But because she didn’t want it.

Not in that way.

Her parents held 51% of the company.

Her grandparents once held 25%.

But Five years ago, On her debut—

Those shares were divided.

Her grandparents, who favored girls unapologetically,

Gave Claire 15%.

And her brother—

10%.

Along with land.

Properties and Storefronts.

Her brother never complained.

In fact, he even tried to secretly transfer his shares to her.

Until she found out—

And stopped him.

Other families might find it unfair.

Unusual.

But,

Who had the right to question it?

Was there any rule,

That said daughters must receive less?

None.

And yet...

Despite all of this,

Claire remained low-key.

She wore branded clothes.

Owned custom pieces.

But never flaunted them.

Instead...

She worked.

Multiple part-time jobs.

Because earning money with her own hands...gave her something no inheritance ever could.

Fulfillment.

And now...

Given a second life,

She smiled faintly.

“Why not use it this time?”

She had the resources.

The capital.

The knowledge.

There was no reason to hold back anymore.

Claire turned her gaze back to the building below.

“I’ll invest more.”

Not just one property.

But many, strategically, carefully.

She would build something of her own.

Not under her family’s name...

But hers.

And that wasn’t all.

A new thought surfaced in her mind.

A quieter one.

But far more meaningful.

“A foundation…”

Her expression softened.

For girls—

Who were abandoned.

Neglected, and overlooked.

Just because of their gender.

She had the ability to change something.

“I’ll support them.”

Education, Opportunities, A future.

Until they could stand on their own.

Or if they chose—

Work with her.

Because she would need people.

For her business to operate.

All of it required—

Trustworthy hands.

Not just employees.

But people she believed in.

A faint smile appeared on her lips.

“A hands-off boss…”

That sounded perfect.

Claire looked out once more—

At the city stretching endlessly before her.

This time,

She wasn’t just rebuilding her life.

She was creating something bigger.

Something meaningful.

Something, that truly belonged to her.