

When Christopher is betrayed by the homeless man he once saved, he loses his job as bank president, his wife, and ends up in prison for a crime he didn't commit. Now the imposter is after his daughter, and Christopher vows to break out of prison and use his high power connections to enact justice.

"Cloth waited two years for her husband Winston to save her heart—only for him to steal it and give it toShona, a fake heiress. The doctor told Cloth she had only one week left to live. So she made one final decision: freeze her body and donate it to Shona’s laboratory. When she returned home, her family praised her for finally “behaving.” Cloth smiled and agreed. But deep down, she had already decided to give up on them all. Over the next few days, her father beat her until she coughed up blood. The nanny framed her with a blood bag. Even her own son rejected her and ran toShona, calling her “Mom.” Then her mother announced that Winston would marryShona. Cloth simply smiled and wished them well. That night, Winston abandoned her on a deserted overpass. She collapsed in the hailstorm and died alone. Her body was frozen. Then the doctor exposed the truth about her stolen heart. The entire internet exploded. Winston lost everything and eventually jumped to his death. Laura and Jorge finally sawShona for who she really was. She had been manipulating everything from the shadows. Shauna was dragged back home. Laura forced poisoned soup down her throat as Jorge held her down. Everyone was consumed by regret."

Lisa Philip had an affair during her marriage. She trusted Elvis Turner,her first love, and mistakenly believed her husband, Allen Lucas,married her only for her money and was using their daughter to extort wealth from her. This led her to abandon her own child in a critical moment. However, what she didn't know was that Allen had been secretly supporting her career all along, hiding his true identity.Meanwhile, Elvis was just using Lisa, aiming to steal Allen's research results and swindle her family fortune. When the truth finally came to light, Lisa was filled with regret. But Allen and their daughter chose not to forgive her. Allen turned to his long-time secret admirer, his junior schoolmate. And Ann, their daughter, also wanted her to be her new mother, leaving Lisa to wallow in her remorse.

They were once the perfect couple, inseparable from their beloved dog, Lacy. But what she never knew was that he was allergic to dogs — enduring medication just to stay by her side. His jealous stepsister twisted the truth: if she truly loved him, she should take Lacy and leave before his rising career was ruined. Heartbroken, she walked away without a word. Believing he'd been betrayed, he buried his pain and became a football superstar and the founder of a biotech company that later developed a "miracle drug" for canine heart disease. Years later, fate brings them — and Lacy — together again. The dog that once tore them apart now stands between them once more. Will Lacy end their love, or finally witness its healing?

From the moment he awakens to facing the grueling recruitment exam of the Exalted Legion, Kieran Lomir transforms from a belittled underdog into a formidable, independent force. Through relentless trials and challenges, he grows stronger with each step, gradually rising to claim his place as a true powerhouse.

After being brutally murdered—her body dismembered and scattered—Bella's soul returns home on Christmas Eve. There, she finds her biological parents, Paul and Evelyn, doting on her adopted sister, Anna, while remaining cold and indifferent toward her, completely unaware that their own daughter is already dead. When Bella's body is discovered, Evelyn, a forensic examiner, and Paul, the police chief, lead the investigation—yet fail to recognize the victim as their own child

After being brutally murdered—her body dismembered and scattered—Bella's soul returns home on Christmas Eve. There, she finds her biological parents, Paul and Evelyn, doting on her adopted sister, Anna, while remaining cold and indifferent toward her, completely unaware that their own daughter is already dead. When Bella's body is discovered, Evelyn, a forensic examiner, and Paul, the police chief, lead the investigation—yet fail to recognize the victim as their own child

Natalie was once the Parson family's cherished daughter, but her world was shattered when Monica was unmasked as the true heiress. Manipulated by Monica, she was framed for their grandmother's murder and cast out by her family to a hellish reform school. Two years later, she was released, only to be forced into a marriage with a notorious alcoholic playboy. As the truth about her past and the horrors of that "school" come to light, Natalie watches everyone with a cold stare. Her storm of revenge has just begun.

Natalie was once the Parson family's cherished daughter, but her world was shattered when Monica was unmasked as the true heiress. Manipulated by Monica, she was framed for their grandmother's murder and cast out by her family to a hellish reform school. Two years later, she was released, only to be forced into a marriage with a notorious alcoholic playboy. As the truth about her past and the horrors of that "school" come to light, Natalie watches everyone with a cold stare. Her storm of revenge has just begun.

I was born broken. My Alpha mother was the one who branded me. She said emotion was a sin. A weakness. Especially for a werewolf. Especially for an Alpha’s heir. The day we were born, she clamped emotion-suppressing collars around our necks. Mine and my twin sister's. The slightest flicker of emotion, and the collar flashed red. My mother would then push the button, injecting me with a diluted "silver solution" to suppress my feelings. But my sister Cassia's collar? Always a calm, steady blue. Even when she shattered Mom's precious moonstone, it just pulsed gently. And me? I’d just whisper, "Mom, the thunder scares me," and my collar would erupt in a violent red. Then came the sting of silver poison burning through my blood.. I used to argue. But Mom always said the same thing. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is a teacher. This is for your own good." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe it, too. That I was born out of control. The night of the alliance's Moon Goddess Festival, Mom was taking my sister to the rooftop party. Something scared me during the day. The collar flashed red, and my mother started the punishment. But this time, the collar malfunctioned. It shot a dose a thousand times stronger into my neck. I collapsed on the carpet, begging, "Mother, the collar... it hurts so much... help me." My collar was flashing a frantic red. My mother just looked down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "You'd lose control like this just for attention? You're a lost cause." She turned, took my sister, and slammed the door. I couldn't help but think, Mom must be right. The collar is red. It doesn't really hurt. I'm just being dramatic, looking for pity again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll be the perfect daughter you always wanted.