Chapter 1

1.

Liam stood at the entrance of the foster home, wearing a faded, wash-worn shirt.

My sister Bella, who had loved money more than life itself since childhood, ran toward him cheerfully.

She threw herself into his arms and sweetly called out his name.

"Liam!"

In that moment, I knew.

Bella had been reborn, just like me.

In our past life, we faced a choice between the Sterlings, a top-tier New York dynasty, and the Lombardos, who were dirt poor.

Back then, Bella had shoved me to the ground.

She was the first to rush toward the extended black Lincoln.

"I don't want to live a hard life, Chloe," she had sneered. "You can suffer for me this time."

She got her wish and lived the life of an Upper East Side socialite.

But her smile faded day by day.

Five years later, she was kicked out of the family and died miserably on the streets of Brooklyn.

I, on the other hand, relied on my grades to get a full scholarship.

I got into an Ivy League school and went abroad with Liam for further studies.

With the blessings of our foster parents, I married Liam, had children, and lived a happy, smooth life.

Now, given a second chance, Bella made the opposite choice.

I looked at Liam, the man who had spent a lifetime with me in my previous life.

I waited for him to say something.

Instead, he shielded Bella tightly behind him.

His blue eyes looked at me with ice-cold hostility.

"Don't come near Bella."

Under Bella’s triumphant gaze, I turned and walked toward the extended Lincoln.

That’s fine.

I wanted to experience a different life this time anyway.

...

"Get in, Miss Chloe."

The Sterling family hadn't sent anyone important.

Just a chauffeur in a uniform.

As he drove, he watched me through the rearview mirror, lecturing me on the rules I had to follow at Sterling Manor.

The car soon arrived in the wealthy Hamptons area of Long Island.

I followed the driver into the mansion, which was as luxurious as a palace.

"Mrs. Sterling, I’ve brought her."

A beautiful woman sitting on a genuine leather sofa looked up from her Earl Grey tea.

Her gaze swept over me, assessing my worth.

She beckoned to me. "Come here, dear."

"What is your name?"

"Chloe."

The woman nodded. "Very good. From now on, you are Chloe Sterling."

"Alfred, take her upstairs."

"Yes, Madam."

I followed Alfred, the butler, step by step.

The staircase railing was made of precious mahogany.

The floor was imported Italian marble.

Everything screamed of the luxury and heritage of an Old Money family.

In my past life, I had obtained all these things through my own hard work.

So, I wasn't particularly impressed or curious.

The butler glanced back at me, a flash of surprise in his eyes at my calmness.

He pushed open a door.

A massive, princess-style suite appeared before me.

"Miss, this will be your room from now on."

"Rest for a while. I will come back later."

After the butler left, I walked in and looked around.

The environment was perfect.

The Sterling family had adopted a daughter for tax breaks and charity points, but they certainly weren't stingy.

The room revealed the exquisite luxury of high society in every detail.

Deep inside, a wave of excitement surged.

In my past life, without a powerful family background, I had to fight my way up Wall Street with my own two hands.

That was the only way I could afford a life like this.

In this life, I was inside the Sterling house.

With the resources of a billionaire family, I would achieve even greater success.