Rebirth of the Business Empress

Blood dripped slowly from the corner of Liang Yuna’s lips as she leaned against the cold marble floor of her office. The empire she had built with her bare hands—the countless nights without sleep, the endless negotiations, the ruthless battles in boardrooms—was collapsing before her very eyes. “Yuna, you should have known your place,” sneered the man she once trusted, her closest partner in both life and business. The betrayal in his voice cut deeper than the pain in her chest. She had given him everything—her loyalty, her brilliance, her heart—and in the end, he had stabbed her where it hurt most. Her vision blurred, but not from tears. She was not the type to cry. No, her heart burned with fury, with regret, with a hatred so deep it threatened to consume her soul. As the last strength left her body, one final thought echoed in her mind: If only I could start again… I would never be this blind. Darkness swallowed her. Then—light. She jolted awake, gasping for breath. The familiar scent of cheap soap, the cramped student apartment, the thin blanket draped over her legs—everything was achingly familiar. Trembling, she stumbled to the mirror. The reflection staring back was not the thirty-year-old CEO, hardened by war and betrayal. No—this was her twenty-year-old self, fresh-faced, filled with youth. Ten years before her downfall. Liang Yuna’s lips curled into a cold, determined smile. “This time,” she whispered, her voice steady, “I will not only rise again—I will crush them all.”