Rebirth As A Wealthy Heiress

One

My name was Madisyn Keller. Now, I sat on the chair, my palms sweating, my body trembling as I came to terms with the fact that I had been reborn.

And laid out before me was the beneficiary signature form for a life insurance policy.

"Madisyn, hurry up and sign it. The staff have been waiting here forever," my husband Kevan Simpson said impatiently, shooting me a displeased look.

His voice pulled me back to reality.

I took a deep breath, digging my nails into my palm, and glanced once more at the form before me.

The designated beneficiary was Kevan.

All that remained was for me to complete my signature.

At that moment, I felt a sudden surge of gratitude-fate had actually given me a second chance at this turning point in my life.

Because in my last life, less than a month after signing that form, I had been run over by a large truck.

At the time, clinging to life with my last ounce of strength, I saw my best friend, Lillian Chapman, and Kevan.

They dragged me into a car, and Lillian revealed that she and Kevan had already slept together, that my daughter had been killed and replaced because of them, and how they had plotted to make me sign that form so they could seize my family's assets.

They even confessed that the car accident had been arranged by the two of them.

All of it was for the immense wealth in my name and the huge payout from the life insurance policy.

After learning the truth, I was overwhelmed with emotions and died before even reaching the hospital.

My soul drifted in mid-air, forced to linger around them, witnessing it all.

Kevan doted on Lillian to the point of making me envious and jealous, while Lillian called me a fool in front of Kevan every day. Even "my daughter", who constantly despised and rejected me, was strangely close to Lillian.

Seeing the three of them living in harmony filled me with such bitterness that I wanted to become a vengeful spirit and tear them apart on the spot.

I never expected that after my soul was shattered to the point where I thought I'd vanish completely, I would open my eyes to find that I had been reborn!

I smiled.

In my past life, I was blind to the treachery of these two despicable people.

But this time, I would make sure they paid for their sins in blood.

Kevan, growing more impatient, urged again, "Madisyn, what are you smiling about? Just sign the form!"

I took a deep breath, suppressing the storm of emotions within me, and looked up at the staff before me. With a polite smile, I said, "I'm sorry, but I've decided not to sign. And you can keep the money I spent on the insurance."

Two

The staff looked a little surprised.

Kevan's eyes widened in anger. "What do you mean by this? Didn't we agree on this when we came here? Are you messing with me?"

I finally turned to look at him, using all my strength to suppress the hatred that burned in my eyes.

"I changed my mind. I don't want to sign it anymore. Is that a problem? Why are you so insistent on making me sign this? Are you just waiting for me to die so you can pocket that huge insurance payout and enjoy yourself?"

Kevan's eyes flickered nervously. He thought I might have caught on to something. He quickly forced a sheepish smile.

"I'm just trying to secure a future for our daughter, that's all. Don't be ridiculous-anyone could have an accident."

I let out a cold laugh. "Oh, really? I've been reading a lot of news lately. Stories about husbands who cheat, find mistresses, trick their wives into signing something like this, and then, not long after, the wives suddenly die. Kevan, is that the route you're planning to take?"

The staff glanced at Kevan with a hint of suspicion.

Kevan was clearly startled; I could see the corners of his eyes twitching uncontrollably. When he noticed me watching him, he quickly masked his panic with anger. "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

I wasn't planning to expose him just yet, not without more evidence. "I know you wouldn't dare."

Kevan paused, and I continued, ignoring him. "But what if one day I die, and you end up rich and find yourself a new wife? How would I rest in peace watching that from above?"

I acted like a woman playfully complaining, and Kevan let out a sigh of relief.

He quickly laughed heartily and put his arm around my shoulders. "Alright, alright, flirting with me in public like this, huh? Let's just sign the form. When we get back, I'll cook you a big meal."

"I already told you, I'm not signing."

I stood up to leave. Kevan, both anxious and angry, restrained himself as he tried to hold me back. "Fine, fine, you're just worried I might find someone else, right? Then let's change the beneficiary to our daughter. Would that be acceptable?"

I couldn't help but sneer internally. That "daughter" wasn't even mine. Whoever I named would still benefit their little family of three. Did he think I'd be that stupid again?

I looked at him with a mocking smile. "Why don't you get a life insurance policy with me and our daughter as the beneficiaries instead?"

Kevan's expression darkened. "But this policy was purchased with your ID. How am I supposed to sign it?"

I shrugged and smiled nonchalantly. "Easy. Get another policy with your ID. We're not short on money to buy insurance."

"Madisyn, stop fooling around. That would be a waste, wouldn't it?"

Kevan's face seemed to turn red with frustration. I scoffed and said deliberately, "Whoever wants to sign it can sign it. I'm not signing!"

With that, I didn't give him another glance and turned to walk away.

Even with my back turned, I could feel his gaze piercing my back like sharp knives.

I sneered. Kevan, was just having your hopes dashed already too much for you to bear?

Then what were you going to do when things really started falling apart?

three

On the way back home, neither of us said a word.

As soon as we arrived and opened the door, "my daughter" Kaitlin Simpson came rushing over.

She bypassed me entirely and flung herself at Kevan behind me, wrapping her arms around Kevan's neck and whining, "Daddy, why were you gone for so long? I missed you so much at home."

Kevan replied irritably, "It's because your Mommy changed her mind at the last minute. She wasted so much time dithering at the signing."

Kaitlin immediately huffed, "I knew it! This useless bitch can never be relied on. She always goes back on her word. I don't like her."

She shot me a sidelong glance, clearly expecting to see a look of sadness or disappointment on my face.

I responded with a cold smile. Calling her an ungrateful bastard would be a compliment.

Previously, when Kaitlin had a high fever, I took care of her tirelessly day and night, wearing myself out physically and emotionally. Meanwhile, Kevan she adored so much slept like a log and didn't even bother to cook her a single meal.

She casually mentioned once that she liked a limited-edition doll from Caewood. I immediately tapped into all my resources and connections and managed to get her a set. Kaitlin grinned ear to ear while hugging the doll, but when it came to expressing gratitude, she thanked Kevan.

These memories flashed before my eyes, and I took a deep breath.

It used to hurt, but ever since I found out she wasn't my biological daughter, I no longer felt any emotional turmoil.

Seeing that I wasn't responding, Kaitlin demanded, "I want pizza and Coke chicken wings."

"If you want to eat, ask your dad to make it," I said calmly, looking her in the eye. "Since you don't like me, I won't be taking care of anything for you anymore. I've already canceled all the afterschool classes I signed you up for. And as for the piano I promised to buy you, well, let your dad take care of that."

Kaitlin's face instantly filled with disbelief.

She knew how much I had spoiled her. Whatever she wanted, even if it was the stars in the sky, I'd try to get them for her.

I'd never said I wouldn't take care of her before.

And she wasn't a fool.

She was not stupid.

She knew who in this family made the big money and who controlled the finances. If I decided not to support her, her quality of life would certainly take a hit.

Kaitlin quickly looked over at Kevan.

Still angry about me not signing the form, Kevan muttered with a dark expression, "Who knows what's gotten into her this time? Just ignore her."

I concealed the mockery in my eyes. "Fine, from now on, you handle everything related to Kaitlin. It has nothing to do with me."

Kevan immediately raised his voice. "Why should I? She's not just my daughter!"

I spread my hands and feigned helplessness. "No matter what I do for her, she doesn't like me. So why should I bother with something that's all pain and no gain?"

That shut Kevan right up-after all, Kaitlin had just said those words herself.

Kaitlin stood there, stammering, unable to say anything.

Ignoring the dark looks on their faces, I grabbed the car keys from the table and walked out.

Just being under the same roof and breathing the same air as them made me feel disgusted.

I had barely settled into a nearby café when my phone buzzed in my pocket. The caller was none other than Lillian.