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Elara Weston went to great lengths to please her three brothers, striving to do her utmost even for the slightest thing they casually mentioned. But all her wholehearted devotion was no match for her sister shedding a couple of tears. One accusation—“My sister bullied me”—completely exposed her true identity. It turned out that she was the fake heiress. Once their biological daughter returned, she, the adopted daughter, naturally became an outsider. Her fiancé publicly called off their engagement, her friends avoided her like the plague, and even her brothers turned cold toward her. “You’ve taken her place for so many years. It’s time you gave it back.” In the end, she was even thrown out of the Weston family home. “Go back to the countryside and find those farmer parents of yours!” Elara Weston stood at the Weston family’s gate and finally gave up on them completely. She left behind every single thing the Weston family had given her. From this day forward, she and the Weston family— were completely estranged. But no one expected that Elara Weston’s “farmer parents,” whom the Weston family had mocked, were not ordinary people at all. The day after Elara Weston returned to the countryside, one luxury car after another filled the entrance to the village. The family, the richest family in Country Y, had appeared. “We searched for our daughter for more than twenty years. She is our family’s only heiress.” When the news reached Capital City, the entire upper class erupted! The fake heiress who had been thrown out by the Weston family was actually the true billionaire heiress! What’s more, she didn’t just have the richest man in the world as her grandfather—she also had three top-tier brothers who doted on their little sister without limits! When her eldest brother, a powerful CEO, learned that his sister had been bullied, he ended an international conference on the spot. “The meeting is suspended. Book the earliest flight home. I want to see who dares lay a hand on my sister!” Her second brother, a world-renowned scientist, immediately stopped the experiment he was working on. “The research can wait. Bringing my sister home is more important.” Her third brother, a world-class musician, even dared to postpone his international tour. “The performance can be rescheduled. My sister has been wronged. I have to go back.” For a while, {{Capital City}} was in complete uproar. Those who had once looked down on Elara Weston began scrambling to curry favor with her. The friends who had once distanced themselves from her competed to show up at her door and apologize. The Weston family regretted it bitterly. The girl they had driven away—how could she possibly have been some fake heiress from the countryside? She was clearly the billionaire heiress they could never hope to win over! Even the fiancé who had called off their engagement without hesitation came back to her door, his eyes red with emotion. “Elara Weston, I know I was wrong. Give me one more chance.” But Elara Weston merely smiled faintly. She wanted nothing to do with his belated devotion. Nor did she care for their belated affection. Just as everyone was scrambling to win her favor again— Capital City, the head of the most powerful family, personally came to see her. The man was dressed in understated luxury, his presence cold and commanding, and he handed her a marriage certificate. “Their regret is their business.” “Marry me.” Elara Weston froze. The next second, a marriage certificate sent the entire Capital City into shock! Everyone went crazy. The billionaire heiress had only just reunited with her family, yet she had immediately married the man no one in Capital City dared offend? As the man looked at the girl whom everyone held in the palm of their hands, his gaze grew dark and profound. “My wife doesn’t need to please anyone.” “Including me.”

Adrian Palmer may have been a lowly clerk, but he came back from the dead. First he saved the stunning district chief and became one of the very few male secretaries to a female superior. Next he helped a business empress expand her empire and captured her heart along the way. He worked himself to the bone to rescue tens of thousands of ordinary citizens. He mapped every move and sent corrupt officials straight to prison. A tiger at heart, yet one who stops to smell the roses, he maneuvered through an ocean-wide, abyss-deep bureaucracy, carving out a career path like no other. The early chapters move at a deliberate pace; the hero grows step by solid step this isn't mindless power fantasy! Enter at your own risk. The author updates like a beast, so you'll never be left hanging.

"Leave her to die." Those were the exact words of the man Fiona loved for years—her fiancé, Ethan—as he forced her to bleed out on a hospital bed to save his "precious" pregnant mistress. But the submissive, heartbroken bride died in that room. What woke up in her place was a lethal, reborn secret agent, a miracle healer, and a ruthless tactician who never forgave a betrayal. Without a second thought, Fiona ripped off her blood-stained wedding ring, tossed it straight into the trash, and walked out to find her ultimate revenge. Standing on the courthouse steps, she locked eyes with Alexander Blackwood—the most powerful, untouchable billionaire in the city, who had just been stood up at the altar. While the world mocked her as a desperate gold-digger chasing a billionaire's fortune, Alexander only pulled her closer with a dangerous, possessive smirk. "Wrong. I'm the one who can't let her go." When her countless hidden identities are finally exposed, her toxic family panics, her enemies tremble, and her regretful ex comes crawling back on his knees. Fiona just sneers, stepping right past him. "Get lost. I don't recycle trash." And Alexander? He has only one rule left: Anyone who dares to touch his wife answers to him.

Sophia Foster was passing by her aunt's grain store during New Year's visit when her suddenly-busy aunt asked her to mind the shop. As she lounged in a rocking chair scrolling through videos, a meteorite came crashing from the sky—plunging her into darkness. She awoke to find herself in a cramped, oxygen-deprived space, someone's feet pressing on her head. With a desperate kick, she shoved the feet away and gasped for air before exhaustion overtook her. When consciousness returned, she'd become a three-year-old toddler in the year 1956. The looming three-year famine made her tremble—until she discovered her aunt's grain store had miraculously followed her through time.

Du Yu unexpectedly time-traveled and upon waking up, he found himself lying in a hotel bed, next to an icy female CEO. She thought she could easily sort things out by casually handing over a stack of bills! Du Yu sneered, "You're throwing money at me? Are you sure you're capable enough?" What a joke, he had just bound himself to a super powerful system, which rewarded him with luxury cars and mansions with ease. He had become a winner in life, just like that!

Jasmine Ashford was fighting for her life in the delivery room, her baby's heart rate dropping to seventy. Her husband, Benjamin Whitaker, was at Evelyn's concert. Her mother-in-law accused her of stealing the spotlight, her adoptive mother called her unreasonable, and even her son, Sebastian, said, "I wish Auntie were my mommy." Jasmine woke up on the spot. She signed the consent form herself, underwent the surgery, gave birth to her daughter, Serena, and gave her the Ashford name before notifying Benjamin of the divorce. They all thought she couldn't survive without the Whitaker family. Instead, she moved out, changed the passcode, hired a lawyer, and returned to her career, backed by her mentors and her old circle. Later, her family regretted everything, Evelyn panicked, her ex-husband fell to his knees, and the son who once rejected her cried for his mommy. Jasmine only held Serena's hand and smiled faintly. "Sorry, but I'm on my way to a blind date." Hurting your wife may feel satisfying for a moment, but chasing her back is a road through hell. Her life truly began the day she walked away.

Emily Warren had always been the invisible one in her family—unnoticed, uncared for, the forgotten presence in the background. Then, by some twist of fate, she found herself transmigrated into the body of the daughter of the most formidable Grand Marshal in the interstellar empire. But there was a catch—she was a child born out of a calculated scheme. Convinced she was doomed to be unwanted yet again, she braced herself for rejection. But slowly, she began to realize something was… off. Her father’s social feed gradually filled with nothing but her photos and videos. Her brothers seemed increasingly determined to keep her by their sides at all times. And sometimes, the men of the household even came to blows over who got to spend time with her! **Breaking News from the Military Department:** *"Remember our battle-crazed Commendor Warren? He’s at it again—flooding his feed with yet another post about his daughter!"* **Netizens of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Oh sure, flex your daughter and little sister all you want—but dare to let us pet her just once!"* **The Grand Marshal:** *"Get lost."* But the most shocking development came when the Emperor—who had never once posted online—suddenly shared a single photo. In his elegantly veined hands, he cradled a ragdoll kitten. The caption? Just two words. **The Emperor of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Mine."* And with that, the entire galactic network crashed…

Time-traveled back to the 70s? Tara Cavanaugh goes full berserk! Evil stepmom? She packs her own daughter off to the countryside—no mercy. Deadbeat dad? She pockets the entire family fortune, down to the last cent. Mom exiled to the Nowhere Northwest? Tara slings a bedroll and chases her to Red Star Brigade—touch my mama and see what happens! Crush busybodies, hunt wild boars, collar child-traffickers—build an empire in one breath! Even the frosty officer Mr. Caldwell meekly moves into her tiny courtyard. Villains queue up for a beating? One swings, she lands one. This era's script? She's rewriting it herself— "Sweet" is only five letters, but she's screaming it a billion times!

Vivian Caldwell Transmigrated into another world only to be forced into marriage? She pulls a spectacular prank and sends her stepmother fleeing in disgrace! Her mother has been dead for three years, and now her live-in son-in-law's father is bringing his mistress and two children straight into the house? After claiming a magical space with her blood, she sweeps up every last bit of the family's property—not leaving behind a single grain of rice! A corrupt father? A vicious stepmother? Report them! The whole family is sent away—those who deserve to be shot will be shot, and those who deserve to be sent down to the countryside will be sent down! Vivian Caldwell volunteers to go to the countryside, so no one can covet her family's wealth. But as soon as she arrives in the countryside, she sees the demobilized soldier Ethan Mercer— Tall and straight, with a rugged air—the stoic male lead straight out of a novel! She wants him! But before she can make a move, he confesses his feelings first? His reason? “The way you beat that lecher—you and I are clearly cut from the same cloth.” Vivian Caldwell: …Fine. I won't pretend anymore. I'm simply not the kind of woman who lets anyone walk all over her! She had thought she'd be locked in a long-term battle with her in-laws after marriage— But her mother-in-law is kind, her sisters-in-law are honest, and the whole family is so wonderful that she feels as if she's dreaming! Only later does she discover that Ethan Mercer isn't a demobilized soldier at all—he's been carrying out a secret mission the entire time?

I died-poisoned, crippled, betrayed. But death was just the beginning. In the depths of my soul, I awakened the Forbidden Prison. Sealed inside are fallen gods, ancient demons, and creatures that once ruled the heavens. Now, I am their Warden. They kneel. They call me Master. For every drop of blood, I take their power, their secrets, their divine techniques. For every enemy I crush, I rise stronger. From discarded heir to the ruler of gods and demons-this world will kneel, or it will burn. I am Cassian. And I will not be stopped.

A celestial sovereign's tribulation ends in failure, causing his soul to traverse into another world—only to find himself suddenly saddled with an adorable, porcelain-doll-like daughter. And to make matters even more astonishing, this little angel happens to have a breathtakingly beautiful mother! Thus, the once-mighty immortal transforms into a doting dad and an utterly devoted husband. But here's the kicker—this dad knows magic. And when a supernatural powerhouse decides to raise a family in the modern world, chaos, dominance, and face-slapping antics are inevitable. Brace yourself—this is the explosive, no-holds-barred tale of an unrivaled legend carving his own path through the urban jungle!

[Transmigration into a Book + Space + Power Couple + Sweet Romance + Comeback and Face-Slapping + Building Wealth] A modern business queen Leanne Fairfax transmigrates into the body of a cannon-fodder supporting character in the 1970s, only to be sold to an old widower by her stepmother at the very start. Burning with a high fever as she lies on a dilapidated kang bed, she hears her stepmother's overbearing voice outside, flatly refusing the benefactor who saved her life. A hellish start? She possesses a spiritual spring space where time flows at a ratio of 30:1, stocked with high-yield crop seeds and modern supplies. Despite her illness, she pushes open the door and publicly tears off her stepmother's hypocritical mask, reveals the scars covering her body, and severs ties with her family once and for all. Then she turns around and marries her savior: —a retired elite soldier who is cold on the outside but warm within, a black-market big shot who will later become a renowned entrepreneur Rex Holloway! On their wedding night, she confides the secret of her space. Rex Holloway gazes at her with quiet resolve. “Wife, I believe you. I’m here for you.” The two powerhouses join forces and embark on a business venture together. Watching his wife work herself to the bone, Rex Holloway pulls her into his arms, unable to bear seeing her work so hard. “Wife, take a break. You’ve already become the richest person.”

Cultivation powerhouse Zara Kingsley crossed into the 1970s with a pocket dimension stuffed with a billion units of supplies. The moment she opened her eyes, she’d become the unlucky punching bag of adoptive parents and a scheming stepsister. The stepsister wanted to snatch her job and exile her to the countryside? Zara Kingsley emptied the girl’s entire house in one swipe and signed her up for the Great Northwest—go eat dirt and open up wasteland! The adoptive parents embezzled her birth parents’ pension and planned to sell her little siblings for cash? One anonymous letter to the authorities sent the pair of parasites straight to the firing squad—blood for blood. The reborn heroine, armed with foreknowledge, tried to steal her jade pendant dimension and her fiancé, dreaming of replacing her and soaring to the top? Zara Kingsley laughed coldly, seized the spatial treasure for herself, and monopolized every fortuitous encounter. As for that trash fiancé—he’s all yours; whoever wants him can have the bad luck. From then on, Zara Kingsley let herself go completely, hell-bent on being as unscrupulous as possible, sprinting down the road of face-slapping and sweet revenge. Then came the day she was sent down to the countryside—and the rumored sterile, ice-faced big shot Henson Lancaster set his sights on her. One was aiveness-obsessed cultivation madwoman; the other, a ruthless, black-bellied military titan. They clicked at first sight, marched to the registry, and got their marriage certificates. Husband and wife, perfectly matched—trash-bashing without breaking a sweat! You be my crazy wife, I’ll be your crazy husband; two apex predators joining forces—whoever blocks the way gets flattened. The reborn heroine was dumbstruck: the fiancé she stole turned out to be useless, the opportunities she coveted were all hijacked, and the cannon-fodder Zara Kingsley—supposed to die early—had instead become the nation’s darling. She reclaimed her birth parents, cleared their names, and, together with Henson Lancaster, amassed an untold fortune. Multiple buns in one pregnancy, living life in full swagger.

【Apocalypse Powerhouse Transmigrates to Ancient Times｜Spirit-Farmland Space｜Fleeing Famine amid Disasters｜Survival in Wartime｜Multiple Male Leads and a Romantic Battlefield｜Feel-Good Retirement Story】 The apocalypse powerhouse Lyra Ashwood was a battle-hardened veteran, but in the end, she was betrayed by her teammates and death amid a horde of zombies. Upon being reborn, she found herself in the body of a despised, lowly concubine in an ancient marquis's household. She was subjected to the ultimate humiliation right from the start! A disgraceful divorce edict was slammed into her face, while the aloof marquis stood silhouetted against the light and spoke each word with icy disdain: “The Ashwood woman committed adultery with another man and should be beaten to death. I shall spare your life, but you are to be expelled from the marquis's residence and demoted to slave status.” Before she could even steady herself, a snobbish old matron publicly cursed and beat her, kicking her out of the marquis's residence in disgrace and subjecting her to every undeserved humiliation. Lyra Ashwood was left speechless, unable to utter a word; the original owner had been weak and servile, trapped in a miserable situation. Fortunately, her trump card—the portable spirit-farmland space—had crossed over with her. It was stocked with every kind of grain and supply in abundance, enough to sustain her and keep her secure. She returned to her family of origin, facing the desperate reality of a household with nothing but bare walls: Three dilapidated thatched rooms were crammed with more than a dozen people. Her family wore rags and went hungry, eking out a bleak and impoverished existence. She had intended to quietly support her family, shed the violence of her apocalyptic past, and enjoy a leisurely, peaceful retirement in ancient times. But Heaven had other plans, and disaster struck without warning! Drought, floods, and plague ravaged the land one after another, ushering in an age of chaos. The people were driven from their homes, forced to flee in search of food and struggle for survival, while the human world descended into hell. Fortunately, she had prepared long in advance. Her space was packed with vast quantities of grain, firearms, and spirit-spring supplies, giving her ample confidence. On the road fleeing famine, while everyone else gnawed tree bark, ate grass roots, and struggled to survive, she alone enjoyed fine food and lived in comfort; When the plague raged and claimed lives, she relied on the spirit spring in her space to dispel poison, protect herself, and keep her entire family safe; When war erupted everywhere and the barbarians burned, killed, and pillaged, she wielded firearms to sweep away the villains and protect the peace of the region. What should have been a solitary path to a carefree retirement instead unexpectedly attracted a host of top-tier power players. Her aloof and heartless ex-husband, the marquis; the bewitchingly handsome regent who held power over the entire court; and the possessive, unhinged, puppy-like young man all stopped in their tracks for her and became crazily entangled with her. Surrounded on all sides by them, Lyra Ashwood rubbed her forehead helplessly. “Don’t cling to me. I really only want to live out my days peacefully in this chaotic world. I’m not looking for love!”

On a freezing December afternoon, twenty-five weeks pregnant, Avery Collins walks into a dessert shop craving something sweet. Instead, she finds her husband, Adrian Blackwood—the cold, brilliant CEO of Blackwood Capital—sharing an intimate moment with another woman. In that instant, Avery finally understands. Some people can never be yours, no matter how long you've loved them. She had loved Adrian for eight years, long before he even knew her name. A one-night mistake, an unexpected pregnancy, and a marriage forced by family pressure turned her dream into a prison. While Avery gave everything to their marriage, Adrian believed she had trapped him. So she lets him go. After giving birth to their daughter, Avery makes the most heartbreaking decision of her life. Knowing she could never defeat the powerful Blackwood family in a custody battle, she leaves her daughter in Adrian's care and departs for Stanford University, carrying nothing but a photograph of her baby and asking her lawyer to handle the divorce. Five years later, Avery returns as a world-renowned financial journalist—beautiful, brilliant, and unrecognizable. Then her lawyer delivers shocking news. Adrian never signed the divorce papers. "He said if you want a divorce... you must ask him in person." Avery's answer is simple. "Then tell Mr. Blackwood... I'll see him in court." She believes that's the end of it. Until a little girl slips her tiny hand into Avery's. "Pretty lady... will you have dinner with me?" Avery looks up—and meets Adrian's unwavering gaze. "Mrs. Blackwood," he says quietly, "our divorce can wait." As the little girl whispers, "Please don't leave me again..." ...Avery realizes the one battle she thought she'd already won has only just begun.

【Rebirth in a Bygone Era + Portable Space Cheat + Mutually Chaste Military Marriage + Crushing Scumbags + Medical Comeback】 She had worked like an ox for the Mercer family for decades, serving her parents-in-law and running the household, Vivienne Wilde and it was only after seeing her parents-in-law through their final days that she finally realized just how ridiculous she had been! The marriage she had cherished for half her life had turned out to be a complete and utter deception! Her husband Leonard Mercer had long since obtained a legitimate marriage certificate with his dear “cousin,” while the one in her hands was nothing more than a worthless scrap of paper. The son she had raised with all her heart was the fruit of Leonard Mercer and his cousin's stolen love; her true biological child, meanwhile, had been abandoned in the wilderness by that pair of vile adulterers and frozen to death! Even the nephew she had generously taught and painstakingly nurtured had long since repaid her kindness with betrayal, becoming an ungrateful wretch who bit the hand that fed him. Decades of sacrifice had brought her a broken family, the deaths of all her loved ones, and the betrayal of everyone around her! Vivienne Wilde consumed by sky-high hatred, simply sent the whole pack of beasts on their way with a bowl of poison! When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in 1971. At that time, Leonard Mercer's parents were still undergoing re-education in the cowshed, while Leonard Mercer herself was merely a sent-down educated youth in a rural production brigade. Since Heaven had given her a second chance at life, she would never walk the same old path again! A fake marriage certificate? Tear it up! An ungrateful husband? She didn't want him anymore! The blood debt they owed her in her past life—she would collect it, one account at a time! In this life, Vivienne Wilde turned decisively away and married the officer who had genuinely loved and protected her in her previous life. With a legitimate marriage certificate in hand, she became an army wife openly and honorably. With a portable space at her command and medical skills to rely on, the abilities she had mistakenly devoted to others in her previous life would all be used to build a future for herself this time! But when Leonard Mercer saw that she had not only avoided being dragged down by him, but that her life was actually getting better and better, he tried the same old trick again, accusing her of having “unclear class boundaries” and “sympathizing with class enemies” in a vain attempt to drag her down with him! Vivienne Wilde remained perfectly calm and simply produced her marriage certificate. “Leonard Mercer, open your damn eyes and look carefully!” “I’m a military wife with a legitimate marriage certificate. If you dare frame me, are you really tired of living so comfortably?” Leonard Mercer was utterly dumbfounded. He thought Vivienne Wilde was still the foolish woman he could manipulate and deceive at will, never realizing that from the moment she was reborn, he had already lost—completely and utterly! As for that cold-faced military officer who had rarely appeared before— only after Vivienne Wilde followed him to his posting did he finally have the chance to properly look after his little wife. But how had the woman who had promised they would simply live together and never talk about feelings become someone he found increasingly impossible to let go of? Vivienne Wilde only wanted revenge, to get rich, protect her loved ones, and reclaim everything she had been owed in her previous life. As for love? A certain cold-faced military officer had already joined the queue, waiting to become her legitimate husband.

Adriana Merritt had just dumped her philandering fiancé when her long-deceased grandparents appeared in her dreams and gifted her a mustard-seed space. She raced against time to stockpile supplies, cramming the space full before being transported to the 1970s the very next moment. Faced with her cold, exploitative parents and calculating siblings, Adriana Merritt refused to indulge any of them. She promptly registered the entire family for rural resettlement, emptied out the family assets, stripped the land bare, and breezily headed off to the countryside. After accidentally falling into the water, she was rescued in full view of everyone by Adrian Whitmore, who had come to visit relatives. From then on, Adriana Merritt had a tough man constantly at her side, and he stayed with her for the rest of her life. With her space and its stockpiles at her command, she thrived, neither playing the savior nor wearing herself out over others, growing stronger whenever she met someone stronger. Even more astonishingly, she gave birth to nine children in a row, breaking her in-laws’ ten-generation curse of having only one male heir per generation. Her fiercely protective, shamelessly partial in-laws cherished her like the apple of their eye, while Adrian Whitmore, a commanding officer, devoted himself to her alone for the rest of his life.

Evangeline Ashworth transmigrated into a seventies-era novel, becoming tragic cannon fodder for everyone to exploit. Her biased parents squeezed every drop of value from her, allowing her younger sister to steal her university admission slot while ruthlessly selling her to a ruffian for bride price money. At rock bottom, she awakened a portable dimensional space—and completely turned the tables! In one fell swoop, Evangeline Ashworth emptied out her terrible family's valuables, permanently bound her greedy sister to that ruffian, cleanly severed those toxic family ties, and traveled to an island military base to fulfill her childhood engagement. Who knew that this bargain husband Raymond Blackwell would turn out to be an iron-blooded, righteous military big shot who had single-handedly adopted seven orphans of his fallen comrades? The entire compound waited to laugh at her, convinced she would be driven away by seven rowdy children. Instead, Evangeline Ashworth discovered that these seven kids... were each ridiculously talented! The eldest possessed superhuman strength; the second was a mechanical genius; the third had exceptional hearing; the fourth was a calculation prodigy... Thus, before long, those former troublemaking little tyrants transformed into obsessive sister-protectors who pampered her so thoroughly she never had to lift a finger. One day, cold-faced officer Raymond Blackwell looked at his stunningly beautiful wife and couldn't restrain himself any longer. He cornered her against the wall, voice hoarse as he tested: “Wife... when are we going to have one of our own?”

Spiritual Botanist Evelyn Johnson transmigrated into the body of a celebrity hated by the entire internet. Everyone demanded she leave the entertainment industry. Evelyn Johnson took their advice to heart—packed her bags and returned to her rural hometown to farm. Back home, there were mountains, fields, and fish ponds. An elderly grandmother. And two fatherless children, Ethan and Emma Bennett. Vegetables sold for 30 per pound. Fruits for 40 per pound. Chickens and ducks for 50 per pound. Pigs and sheep for 60 per pound. Netizens before ordering: "Only idiots would buy this." Netizens after ordering: "Please, let me be that idiot."

[Group Favorite + Hilarious + Mysticism + Crime Solving + Secret Identity] Three-year-old Lila descended the mountain carrying all the worldly possessions her master had left her. The moment she set foot in the city, human traffickers had their eyes on her. When a group of kidnapped children staged a riot at the traffickers' den, Lila tied up the criminals herself and called the police. Human Trafficker: "Officer, I'm guilty! Please arrest me!" Almost-Sold Older Brother: "Damn, my little sister's a badass... I love it!" (✧◡✧) Meeting her demoted third brother, now a detective squad captain: "Big bro, Lila likes you so much~ You're gonna get promoted and rich soon!" Third Brother Jake Rivers sighed. "Picking up the pieces is exhausting... I just wanna slack off." After three long years, Lila finally returned home—only to be met with cold indifference. Just as the schemers behind the scenes were about to succeed, Lila uncovered their secret... Her father scoffed, "Stop with the superstitious nonsense, kid." Lila crossed her arms. "Daddy, if you don’t believe Lila, bad luck’s coming your way~" Shaun Rivers: "Yeah, right." Then—toilet paper ran out mid-business, the water cut off during his shower, his projects started failing... Meanwhile, her uncle, a once-anorexic A-list actor, suddenly regained his appetite! Her bedridden grandmother miraculously got up and started dancing in the square! The entire family’s fate began shifting because of Lila’s arrival. As case after case unraveled, the ultimate truth was finally coming to light...