Reborn To Marry My Billionaire Rival

From the back cover

I was freezing to death in an abandoned cabin, desperately waiting for my fiancé to save me.

Instead, my phone flickered with a video from my adopted sister.

She was smiling as she confessed that she and my fiancé had orchestrated my kidnapping, and my parents' fatal plane crash, just to steal my family's trust fund.

When I called him with my dying breath, he mocked me for faking a PR stunt and hung up.

I died in the sub-zero blizzard, consumed by absolute despair.

But as a ghost, I watched my greatest business rival, the ruthless billionaire Collins, kick down the doors of my mansion.

He didn't just mourn me.

He shot my fiancé, trapped my sister, and set the entire place on fire, choosing to burn alive in the inferno just to avenge me.

I couldn't understand why the man I had publicly despised for a decade loved me so fiercely, while the people I gave everything to wanted me dead.

Opening my eyes again, I was back backstage on the night I won my Oscar, four years ago.

My fiancé smiled, holding out his arms to hug me.

I pushed him away in disgust, marched straight into the crowded theater, and kissed my billionaire rival on live television.

"Let's get married tomorrow."

This time, I would use him to burn them all to the ground.