"Marie Freeman, the eldest daughter of the most powerful family in Crotas, and the chairwoman of Freeman Financial Group, one of the top ten companies in the world!"

"The princess of Crotas, a rare genius!"

"She joined a mysterious organization ten years ago, and it only took her five years to become the best assassin in the world!"

"Four years ago, she won the title of a world-class medical professor!"

"Three years ago, she was accidentally discovered as the world-famous top hacker!"

"Two years ago, she secretly showed up at an international racing circuit and won the title of the world champion!"

"A year ago, she established the Rumble Dojo, single-handedly defeated the world champion in martial arts, and became the youngest martial arts practitioner in history!"

......

"Marie Freeman has left us today at three o'clock in the morning. Aged at only... 19 years old."

The sudden bad news shocked the entire world.

No one dared to believe that the girl who amazed the whole world and put the world in fear at the same time was killed in a plane crash.

......

Marie!

Marie!

Who was calling her?

In the darkness, the girl opened her eyes suddenly, her sharp eagle-like eyes shining in the dark.

It hurt!

Her whole body felt like she had been crushed by a huge stone, especially her head. It felt as if it was about to split open.

She reached up to rub her temples, but unexpectedly, she saw a white, tender, and fat hand.

These were not her hands!

Marie narrowed her eyes coldly.

She had fair long hands and they were smooth as silk. Even if she had been handling guns for many years, there weren't any calluses on them. Although the hands in front of her now were very fair, they were fat and thick, and their back was covered with abscesses. It was disgusting to look at!

"Marie."

"Who is it?" Marie got up warily and looked around.

"I'm Marie Freeman, and I share the same name as you." A strange girl's voice sounded in her mind. Then, a memory that did not belong to her was inserted into her mind forcefully.

The owner of the memories shared the exact same name Marie, including her last name. She was the daughter of the Freeman family in Warlengton.

She had a twin sister named Samantha Freeman.

Although they were from the same mother, Marie was more beautiful and clever than Samantha when they were born. Everyone praised her and said that she would surely be successful in the future.

Samantha, on the other hand, looked dull and less special compared to her.

Out of jealousy, the heartless Samantha took advantage of Marie's kindness and innocence to frame Marie again and again, causing her to lose the favor of her parents and become the most troublesome child in their teacher's eyes.

Fighting, skipping class, dating while in school, and stealing.

Marie had been accused with all of this.

Samantha took the opportunity to stir up trouble in front of her parents too, which resulted in them sending Marie to a juvenile detention center.

She was there for three whole years.

As the memories played to this part, Marie suddenly opened her eyes, which were cold as ice.

Samantha Freeman, huh?

Very well, she would definitely take revenge and tear that evil woman apart!

"Marie Freeman!" A guard shouted outside the door. "Your family is here to pick you up."

Marie came back to her senses and looked around the room calmly.

The room was plain and simple, with a wooden bed against the wall and a small wooden table opposite the bed. There was a bowl of steaming soup on the table.

After taking a whiff of the soup, Marie narrowed her eyes as the temperature in the room dropped.

There was poison in the soup!

It was a poison that killed slowly.

If the poison was accumulated in a person's body for years, it would make the victim fat and their body full of abscesses.

If the victim consumed it to a certain extent, they would definitely die!

It seemed that this girl had died from the poison in the soup. Coincidentally, she had been in a plane crash herself and had entered this girl's body.

If that was the case, then she would use this girl's identity and help her survive!

At the same time, the news was being reported from a television in the hall of the juvenile detention center.

"It is ten o'clock in the morning on the 20th of August. We have brought you emergency news!"

"At half-past two in the morning today, a private jet that was flying towards the North had crashed due to strong air currents."

"According to the investigation, the private jet belongs to the top aristocratic family in Crotas, the Freeman family. It has been confirmed that the victim involved is 19-year-old Marie Freeman, the youngest chairwoman of the Freeman Financial Group in history."

"At present, all the search and rescue work has been completed. Unfortunately, the body of the deceased has not yet been found..."

When Marie passed by the hall, she stopped and looked at the TV screen.

A scene of chaos was projected onto the screen.

In the middle of it, four tall men stood at the scene of the crash, looking sorrowful.

"Marie! Come back!"

"Don't leave me behind! I promise I won't pick on you anymore!"

"Marie..."

The four men looked haggard as they dug through the debris of the plane with their bare hands as if they had gone mad.

No one was willing to believe this cruel reality.

Marie stared at the screen unblinkingly as she choked on a sob.

"Brothers, don't be sad. Wait for me. I'll be home soon," she whispered.

"Don't waste my time. Let's go!" The guard urged impatiently.

With a cold look in her eyes, Marie followed him with a sullen face and turned to leave.

The moment she turned around, an arrogant figure appeared on the TV screen suddenly. He was handsome and had an inexcusable aura to him as if he was as noble as a king.

The man stood outside the ruins in silence, staring coldly at the men who were looking for Marie's body in the ruins.

After some time, he gently raised his hand and pressed it against his chest to feel the sound of his heartbeat.

It didn't hurt.

If it didn't hurt, it meant that she was still alive.

The man raised his thin lips slightly, and there was a sense of relief in his eyes. "I'm glad you are still alive."

"I finally found you."

......

In the Freeman family's home in Warlengton.

Although they were also Freemans, this Freeman family had nothing to do with the Freeman family in Crotas.

Mrs. Knight gracefully picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip. "Mrs. Freeman, I heard that your eldest daughter is coming out of juvie after being in there for three years. As her mother, aren't you going to pick her up?"

Her tone was strange and forced, and it was obvious that she was mocking Elrora Nelson.

Elrora's expression darkened, but she still forced a smile. "I've asked the housekeeper to pick her up."

Mrs. Knight smiled lightly, but her eyes were full of mockery.

The Freeman family was not a big nor powerful family in Warlengton. In terms of family background, the Knight family was obviously many times better than the Freeman family. However, the Freeman family had a talented daughter —Samantha.

Samantha was beautiful, well-educated, and talented. She was many times better than her own daughter.

Due to Samantha's brilliance, even her mother was promoted to a higher level in the ladies' social circle.

In the past few years, Mrs. Knight had been in the limelight because her daughter was not as excellent as Samantha.

Now that Marie, the person who had disgraced the Freeman family, had returned, she was the first to come to add salt to the wound.

"Oh, have you prepared pomelo leaves?" Mrs. Knight asked Elrora deliberately. "When Marie comes back later, you have to sprinkle water on her with pomelo leaves to get rid of the bad luck. Otherwise, if you let her inside directly, it will bring bad luck to our family."

Elrora tugged hard at the hem of her skirt and said with a fake smile, "Mrs. Knight, Samantha is about to finish her class. I have to pick her up..."

"It's fine. I'll wait here." Mrs. Knight waved her hand, wanting to piss Elrora off on purpose. "I'd like to see if Marie has changed those bad habits after being in juvie for three years."

After she said that, she leisurely took another sip of coffee. "Speaking of which, Marie sure is a pity. She was so obedient when she was a child. I remember that you loved her the most at that time. Why did she become like that when she grew up? Doing all those bad things?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Mrs. Knight shook her head with a look of regret. "You must've not educated her well!"

This was mockery! Blind mockery!

Elrora clenched her fists tightly, and her face was livid.

After working hard for three years, she was finally able to keep her head high in the ladies' social circle. However, because of Marie, she would become the laughingstock of everyone again!

If it weren't for the fact that Marie was her biological daughter, she would have strangled that beast to death! So that she wouldn't bring shame to her family anymore!

Just then, the sound of a car approaching came from outside.

"Oh! Is she back?" Mrs. Knight gloated as she extended her neck to look out of the door.

Elrora pretended that she didn't hear it, and there was a strong trace of disgust in her eyes.

She got up and whispered to the servant standing at the door, "Hurry! Take her to the back door. There are guests at home. Don't let her enter the living room!"

If Mrs. Knight saw that ugly and fat daughter of hers, she would definitely take the opportunity to mock her!