In her previous life, when Raegan first got married to Mitchel, she insisted that the staff at the Johnson Group should never call her "Mrs." or "Madam", only "Miss". This was to constantly remind Mitchel Johnson that she didn’t want to marry him and that she was only doing so because her parents forced her.

The housekeeper, Mrs. Hughes, quickly caught on, "Understood, I’ll be mindful of that from now on, Madam."

"Good."

Breakfast was soon served in the dining room. Raegan was truly starving. Yesterday, she had been busy planning to elope with James, only to be brought back home by Mitchel Johnson. She hadn't eaten anything for almost a whole day and night, so the way she devoured her food was anything but graceful.

This scene, seen by Olivia as she entered, looked to her like Raegan had been mistreated and hadn’t eaten for days.

Moreover, in the grand Johnson Group, the fact that they only prepared a small basket of bread and a glass of milk for the lady of the house was, in Olivia’s eyes, a clear sign that Mitchel Johnson didn’t care about Raegan. Olivia’s lips curled into a slight smile, but she quickly masked it with a concerned expression as she walked into the dining room.

"Raegan, are you alright? James was so worried when he couldn’t see you last night. He asked me to check on you first thing in the morning. Raegan, Mr. Johnson didn’t do anything to you, did he?"

Raegan looked at Olivia, who was sitting down as if she owned the place, and remembered that it was herself who had ordered the Johnson Group staff not to stop her "bestie" from visiting. Over time, Olivia had become so comfortable coming and going from the house as if it were her own. The same privilege was extended to her "dear sister," Emily.

In her previous life, it was only because she hadn’t been completely knocked out by the drug that she overheard a conversation between Emily and James. It turned out that Olivia was in on their schemes as well.

Looking back, she realized that Mitchel Johnson would always manage to catch her whenever she tried to spend time with James. Olivia had probably been leaking information to him. Perhaps James's constant talk of running away with her was merely a ruse to increase Mitchel Johnson's hatred of her and increase her father's disdain for her as well.

Now that she had been reborn, she wouldn't be played like a fool by them again.

Raegan didn’t even lift her head, responding lazily, "I’m fine."

To Olivia, Raegan’s calm demeanor seemed like she had suffered so much that she had become numb. Olivia "kindly" tried to comfort her:

"How could you be fine? Look at those marks on your body. They’re terrifying. Is Mr. Johnson a beast?

James was so worried about you. He said he wouldn’t feel at ease until he saw you with his own eyes. Can you make some time for him?"

"There’s no need. I don’t wanna see him."

Like hell she wanted to see that scumbag again. If she did, Raegan wasn’t sure she wouldn’t rip him apart.

"Raegan, don’t worry. James won’t mind what Mr. Johnson did to you. He knows you were forced, and he doesn’t care about that. He only cares about being with you."

Raegan really wanted to roll her eyes.

Forced? Who’s forced? What happened between her and Mitchel Johnson as husband and wife couldn’t be called a rape. That’s just...intimacy, you know?

But she didn’t say that out loud.

She wasn’t ready to expose them yet. In her previous life, they had ruined her, leaving her with nothing. This time, she was going to beat them at their own game.

Raegan didn’t respond and continued drinking her milk. The delicate bracelet on her wrist, adorned with camellias, glimmered in the morning light. Its exquisite design and the bright pink jade made Olivia envious.

"Raegan, your camellia bracelet is so beautiful."

Raegan hadn’t paid much attention to her earlier, but hearing Olivia’s remark, she glanced at Olivia from head to toe.

A Dior dress, a Tiffany necklace, a Chanel brooch, a Gucci bag, Burberry shoes...

Olivia’s family was well-off, but not that wealthy. To be dressed in such high-end brands was largely thanks to Raegan.

A dark glint flashed in Raegan’s eyes. In her previous life, she had loathed Mitchel Johnson so much that anything he gave her—clothes, jewelry, bags—she would give them to Olivia as soon as Olivia said she liked them. At that time, Raegan had believed that Olivia was the only person who understood her and supported her pursuit of true love and freedom.

This morning, when she was getting ready and trying to be more agreeable to Mitchel Johnson, she had chosen to wear the bracelet he had recently given her. Now, was Olivia eyeing this bracelet too?

"He does have good taste."

Olivia’s gaze followed Raegan’s wrist movements, not noticing the subtle praise Raegan had given to Mitchel Johnson. "This bracelet must be expensive."

"I don’t know the brand, but he usually doesn’t buy anything under a hundred thousand."

Raegan couldn’t help but sigh at the thought.

In her previous life, Mitchel Johnson had always provided her with the best of everything. Her clothes were custom-made by top designers, her jewelry was from prestigious collections, and the chef at home was a Michelin-starred chef. She had all the latest and most luxurious items.

Yet, in her previous life, she had dismissed all his efforts as trash and even deeply resented them.

Blind and foolish perfectly described who she was in her past life.

Now, seeing Olivia coveting the bracelet, Raegan felt an urge to take back everything she had given away.

Raegan raised an eyebrow and waved her hand, almost blinding Olivia with the bracelet’s sparkle.

"Raegan, could you take it off and let me try it on? I’ve never seen such a beautiful bracelet before."

Olivia swallowed hard. In the past, Raegan would have handed over whatever she liked without even being asked. Although Raegan seemed different today, Olivia didn’t think much of it, confident that if she made herself clear, Raegan would give it to her as usual.

Raegan, understanding Olivia’s intentions, deliberately asked:

"By the way, Olivia, do you still have the things I gave you before?"

Olivia wasn’t sure why Raegan suddenly asked, "I...I still have them."

"Can you return them to me?" Raegan’s request made Olivia’s eyes widen in shock.

"Why...why?"

"Aren’t you willing? Those things were gifts from me."

"It...It’s not that I’m unwilling, I...I’m just worried about you. You used to not care about those things, so why are you suddenly asking for them back? I’m just curious, Raegan, don’t misunderstand." Olivia explained, without mentioning that she was reluctant to give up those valuable items.

Raegan seriously explained, "Because I need cash."

Olivia was confused, "Cash? Are you short on money?"

"Olivia, you’re too naive. Since I married Mitchel Johnson, he hasn’t given me any cash. I’m penniless.

I just want to keep some money on hand. Those things are valuable, and even if I sell them second-hand, they could still fetch a good price. With that money, I could manage for a while. Don’t you agree?"