Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire by Rabbit (Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)

Chapter 1

“From Urgent News Flash, there was a rear-end collision on Highway 257. A drunk truck driver collided with a taxi in front, causing it to flip over. The extent of injuries is not yet known, but witnesses say a pregnant woman about to give birth was inside.”

The sounds of sirens, screams, and traffic were deafening.

The noise battered Kimberly Holden’s ears, and the air reeked of blood.

Barely conscious, she managed to grab her phone and dialed a number.

Just as the call was about to drop, someone picked up.

A familiar female voice responded, “Kimberly, Declan is in the shower and can’t come to the phone. What’s the matter? Is it urgent?”

At that moment, Kimberly’s heart sank.

It was Valerie Walsh! Of course!

Always Valerie, the beloved adopted sister Declan Walsh had grown up with, the one who made him neglect her, block her number, even on her due date.

With her eyes closed, Kimberly felt a warm stream beneath her, signaling the life inside her fading. Despite her agony, she begged, “Help me… Highway 257… Save my child…” Her words were hard to speak.

The sudden accident had knocked down the barriers on both sides, completely blocking the highway. Cars couldn’t go forward or backward, and rescue vehicles were trapped outside.

The process of deploying a helicopter was too complicated. However, Kimberly knew that the Walsh family owned a private chopper. If Declan could send it over right away, there was still a chance for hope.

“I’m sorry, Kimberly. Declan is busy with my birthday preparations today and can’t address this,” said the voice, sounding naive yet harsh.

Then the line went dead.

Kimberly fell to the ground, the smell of gasoline urging her to escape before an explosion.

But she felt a sudden acceptance of her fate.

In her last moments, she thought about her twenty-five years, half spent loving a man who didn’t love her back. From the spoiled heiress of the Holden family, she had become a disgraced figure, publicly embarrassed.

She had gambled everything of the Holden family’s property, yet failed to gain even a shred of Declan’s genuine love. She was exhausted and had lost the will to love him again.

This life taught her about poor judgments, and she promised herself not to make the same errors in another life. “Mrs. Walsh, are you really going to wear this pink couture dress to the charity auction tonight? Even though Mr. Walsh…” Maggie, the housekeeper, paused, then gently continued, “This short dress seems too casual. Maybe choose something different?”

After her suggestion, she watched anxiously for the woman’s reaction in the mirror.

Having worked for the Walsh family for many years, Maggie understood Kimberly’s deep love for Declan. To win his approval, Kimberly carefully matched her lifestyle to his preferences.

Kimberly looked at the familiar reflection, her heart racing.

Wasn’t she supposed to be dead? Wasn’t the charity auction three years ago? Could it be that… she had been reborn? “Mrs. Walsh?”

Maggie’s pressing voice snapped Kimberly back to reality.

“Mr. Walsh will be here to pick you up in an hour. You should get ready! How about this white dress? It’s more elegant…”

Kimberly’s eyes sparkled, and a subtle smile appeared on her lips.

This auction was organized by the most mysterious and ancient family in Javille, the Howard family. On the surface, it seemed like a high-society event, but in truth, it was a way for families to showcase themselves to the Howards. The Howards placed a high value on family unity, which was why Declan needed to bring her.

Previously, she had been jealous of Valerie for capturing all of Declan’s attention. To win him over, she had mimicked Valerie in every way.

Her careful efforts to please him only made him resent her more.

At this charity auction, Declan had taken her emerald necklace without her permission to impress Valerie, allowing the latter to flaunt it at the event.

When Kimberly attempted to take back the necklace, Declan accused her of being jealous, turning her into a mockery among the elite.

Given another shot at life, she vowed to recover everything that was hers!

Reflecting on her past experiences, Kimberly stated calmly, “I plan to wear the made-to-order beige dress. It will complement my emerald necklace beautifully.”

After years of imitating Valerie, she almost lost sight of her true identity as a dignified lady of the Holden family, brought up with rigid discipline.

It had been foolish of her to vie with an adopted member of a merely affluent family.

Maggie said worriedly, “But Mr. Walsh usually doesn’t favor such formal outfits, and the emerald necklace, a gift from your grandmother, wasn’t even worn at your wedding. Isn’t it a bit too grand for an auction?”

“I’ll fetch the necklace. You sort out the dress,” Kimberly commanded as she rose, disregarding Maggie’s worries. “And clear out all the dresses in the wardrobe. We’re replacing them with new ones.”

Maggie looked on in astonishment as Kimberly headed towards the inner room, paused briefly, but then carried out the orders.

Instead of waiting for Declan to pick her up, Kimberly took a Lamborghini from the garage and drove directly to the event.

The charity auction was hosted at a private estate by the water.

Under the setting sun, Kimberly looked stunning in her custom-made beige dress.

The tailored fit showcased her elegant figure, and her sleek, modern hairstyle paired with refined makeup enhanced her allure.

As she handed her car keys to the valet, her phone rang. The caller ID displayed “Declan” over and over.

Kimberly scoffed, and upon answering, an angry voice blasted from the other end. “Who authorized you to take the emerald necklace?”

Chapter2

Declan’s tone was commanding as if Kimberly had committed a theft.

“Where are you? I promised Valerie she could wear that necklace at the auction. Bring it back right now!”

While handing her invitation to the event manager at the door, Kimberly retorted over the phone, “This necklace is from my wedding gifts from the Holden family. Since when does anyone else get to dictate its use? Or has the Walsh family fallen so low that they must lean on their wife’s wedding gifts?”

Declan was stunned.

He had never heard Kimberly, who usually bore everything quietly, respond so defiantly.

In a stern voice, he said, “Kimberly, I’m telling you one last time. Return the necklace immediately, or you’ll regret it when I lose my temper!”

In the past, when he spoke in such a cold tone, it meant he had completely run out of patience.

What typically followed was her being blocked and ignored, a cold shoulder that lasted at least a month. No matter how much Kimberly tried to humble herself, she could never get him to smile.

Thinking back to her previous life, where she had groveled like a dog just to gain a bit of Declan’s favor, Kimberly felt nothing but disgust.

“So I’ll say this one last time as well. Using your wife’s wedding gift to impress another woman, Declan, are you a CEO or merely a gigolo?” she scoffed coldly. “Go ahead and be angry if you like. It doesn’t bother me.”

With that, she ended the call, leaving a seething Declan on the line.

He had always been the one to hang up first, never her.

Next to him, Valerie hesitantly said, “Declan, is Kimberly upset because you wanted to take me to the auction? Is that why she won’t lend me the necklace?”

This remark only added fuel to Declan’s already raging anger.

He sneered, “She’s just playing games to make me notice her. She’s been with us for barely a year and already she’s become so manipulative and jealous!”

Seeing Kimberly’s firm refusal to surrender the necklace, Valerie was worried and annoyed, yet she put on a look of sorrow and grievance.

“Forget it, I won’t attend the auction. If Kimberly is this upset over a mere necklace, imagine how she’d react if I went as your date!”

“If she wants to go crazy, let her be. It’s a disgrace to the Holden family, not ours,” Declan said angrily.

After venting, he tenderly tousled Valerie’s hair, murmuring, “Don’t worry, you’ll wear that emerald necklace and be the star of the auction.”

Valerie’s eyes sparkled, and she embraced Declan. “You’re the best, Declan!”

As Kimberly walked into the auction venue, a professional manager came up to consult with her.

“Mrs. Walsh, may I inquire about the item you’re contributing to the auction?”

Kimberly paused briefly before responding, “I’d like to donate under my own name instead of the Walsh family’s. Is that possible?”

The manager was initially surprised but quickly responded, “Absolutely! The auction respects the individual wishes of all donors.”

Kimberly nodded, her fingers lightly touching the emerald necklace she wore.

“I’m donating this necklace.”

The manager looked astonished. Being professional in the auction industry, he recognized the necklace’s significant value.

“Mrs. Walsh, while we’re grateful for your contribution, this auction primarily supports charity and fosters collaboration among elite families including the Howard family, not functioning as a professional auction house. This necklace, crafted from rare materials by top artisans and with historical importance, might be too valuable for such an occasion. Isn’t it somewhat wasteful here?”

Kimberly smiled slightly. She knew the necklace’s worth, a treasured gift from her grandmother, and never planned to auction it initially.

But she vividly recalled how Valerie had once auctioned it off without her permission to make a grand impression.

Back then, the necklace had caught Renee Howard’s attention, the event’s hostess, who bought it at the highest price, facilitating a partnership that greatly elevated the Walsh family’s status.

As the true owner of the necklace, Kimberly was labeled a madwoman by Declan when she attempted to reclaim it. He forcibly dragged her out and locked her in the car.

After that, she never attended any event again.

Now, instead of allowing others to benefit from her treasures, she decided to take control.

“Charity requires genuine sincerity, which I believe aligns with Mrs. Howard’s intentions for hosting this event,” she said clearly, earning an admiring glance from the manager.

“However, I have a small request,” Kimberly continued with a bright smile. “I want to personally present this necklace on stage, as no one has a closer bond to it than I do.”

The manager was taken aback by such an unusual request, but considering the informal nature of the charity auction and Kimberly’s status as the donor, he agreed to accommodate her.

“Of course, I’ll let you know when it’s your turn to take the stage.”

This exchange was overheard by two individuals in a private room on the second floor. One, a man in a champagne-colored suit with an open shirt showcasing his muscular chest, radiated a striking presence.

“Wow, Mrs. Walsh is truly generous, offering such a stunning necklace and even presenting it herself. The winner will definitely view her in a new light!”

He then turned to another man seated on the sofa, partially obscured by shadows. “Do you think she realizes your grandmother has always wanted that necklace?”

Chris Howard, Renee’s grandson, took a sip of his wine, swirling it thoughtfully before replying softly, “Isn’t she married? Why is she here by herself?”

Chapter 3

When asked about it, Felix White instantly brightened and winked at Chris.

Felix said, “You might not have heard, being abroad and all, but it’s been juicy gossip here in Javille! Declan has an adopted sister he cherishes like a rare gem. Kimberly was optimistic enough to bring investment into the marriage, rescuing the Walsh family’s finances.

And what’s the payback? A year later, and it’s still Declan’s sister by his side at every social event. The entire Walsh family adores her, while Kimberly, born a Holden, is treated like she’s merely there to serve, without any respect.”

Felix clicked his tongue. “Declan is really something. In terms of looks and personality, Kimberly, the former top wealthy lady, is much better. How can he overlook such beauty at home and instead fawn over that adopted sister of unknown background?”

After a brief pause and no reply, Felix turned around to find that the man who had been sitting on the sofa had disappeared.

“Hey, wait up…”

Kimberly had just finished signing her name and was looking for a spot to grab some refreshments when a loud, angry voice caught her attention. “Kimberly, who allowed you to come to this event without my permission?”

She turned to see Valerie, glamorous in a beautiful gown, clinging to Declan’s arm. Her face was the picture of innocence, but her eyes gleamed with arrogant satisfaction.

“Declan, don’t be angry at Kimberly. Maybe she’s upset that I’m your date and came here early to stir up trouble. Perhaps I should leave,” Valerie said, looking up at Declan with a fake sense of hurt, her eyes filling with tears. “I don’t want to upset Kimberly.”

Declan looked at Kimberly with a cold expression, who had changed out of an unsuitable outfit into a dress that flawlessly showcased her poise and elegance.

Her elegant figure and confident demeanor seemed to bring back memories of when she was the top wealthy lady in Javille, aloof and confidently pretentious.

Declan sneered, “Having a spoiled, arrogant woman by my side would ruin the Walsh family’s reputation at such an event.”

He affectionately patted Valerie’s hand, his tone soft. “You’ve been by my side at every event since we were kids, and you’ll always be the one.”

Their synchronized performance, as always, made Kimberly look small in front of everyone.

“Why does Mrs. Walsh even bother coming?” whispered the onlookers. “She knows her husband prefers the adopted sister, yet she keeps trying to compete, only to embarrass herself.”

However, Kimberly responded with a poised smile, “Yes, with Valerie as your date, I am much more relaxed.”

Nobody anticipated Kimberly’s change from her typical emotional self to a portrayal of a virtuous and considerate wife.

Valerie was momentarily taken aback, thinking Kimberly had become docile after Declan’s reprimand. She felt pleased until Kimberly finished her sentence. “At least she’s more decent than prostitutes.”

A flash of anger crossed Valerie’s eyes.

Tears welled up as she faced Kimberly. “Kimberly, I know you’ve targeted me because Declan shows me affection. I don’t mind. Coming from a wealthy family, you might feel entitled to look down on us. But remember, the Walsh family isn’t some ordinary family you can insult freely. If you have issues, direct them at me, not at others.”

Kimberly could barely hide her scoff.

When she married Declan, the Walsh family was in decline, and the media portrayed it as “Declan marrying a much richer wife,” which always bugged Declan.

Any mention of family background would quickly set off his sensitivity, making him believe that Kimberly was looking down on him when in truth, it was his own insecurity.

Valerie had perfected this tactic, always escalating their arguments to make it look like Kimberly was showing off her family background, which would inevitably trigger Declan’s intense anger towards her.

As expected, Declan turned to Kimberly sharply. “You owe her an apology! I used to think you were just a spoiled woman, acting all high and mighty. But now you’ve turned so wild and rude. Is this how the Holden family raises their daughter? What’s so special about your family?”

He gave Kimberly a glare, a warning spark in his eyes. “Apologize to Valerie now, and hand over the necklace you’re wearing. Be genuine, and maybe I’ll forgive you!”

His expression was severe, and his tone was authoritative.

In the past, Kimberly would have been scared of this attitude, agreeing to any unreasonable demand just to avoid his cold shoulder for months.

Now, faced with his harsh words, Kimberly had to decide how to respond…

“What? You expect me to kneel to your adopted sister?”

Chapter 4

Kimberly suddenly stumbled back in shock, covering her mouth as her voice rose in disbelief.

It was the busiest time for guests at the auction, and in an instant, the crowd was drawn to the scene created by the three of them.

Kimberly’s eyes grew wide as tears quickly gathered, her voice thick with emotion. “Declan, it’s clear you prefer your adopted sister. Throughout our marriage, whenever she needs you, be it day or night, you’re there instantly. On every significant occasion, she’s by your side. What about me? I’m your wife!”

Caught off guard by Kimberly’s emotional outburst, Declan and Valerie momentarily froze.

Kimberly’s tearful accusation became more heartfelt. “Now, you want me to give my wedding gift to your adopted sister. If I refuse, you make me kneel before her. Declan, I really want to ask you. Today, it’s the wedding gift. What about in the future? If she wants you, am I supposed to give my husband to her too?”

This heartbreaking complaint immediately resonated with the crowd, who started pointing fingers at Declan and Valerie.

“What a jerk! I used to believe he was just close to his adopted sister, but now it seems like there’s something more happening behind the scenes.”

“Absolutely! An adopted sister, yet he treats her so well. Something’s off here. Mrs. Walsh married into the Walsh family and significantly boosted their standing, yet he takes her for granted.”

“To make his wife kneel to his sister? That’s disgusting! How can they show their faces here?”

As the gossip became harsher, Declan’s expression grew darker.

He shouted at Kimberly, “I only asked you to apologize to Valerie, not to kneel. Don’t twist my words!”

Valerie, overwhelmed by the backlash, quickly added, “Kimberly, it was you who insulted me first. Don’t make things up out of jealousy for Declan’s affection for me!”

Kimberly didn’t show any signs of panic. Instead, she let out a bitter laugh and turned to the crowd with a touch of self-mockery. “Jealous? Did you hear that? My husband’s adopted sister thinks I’m jealous of her. I always thought jealousy was something wives felt toward mistresses, but I never imagined it could apply to a sister!”

Her words shifted the crowd’s perception of Valerie even more negatively.

Kimberly fixed her gaze on Declan, her voice raspy. “Apologize? Alright, tell everyone why I should. Let them judge if I really owe an apology!”

Declan clenched his jaw.

He knew his request to give the wedding gift to his sister was indefensible. Admitting it would label him and Valerie poorly.

Declan moved quickly to grab Kimberly’s arm.

“Enough drama. Are you having another episode? I didn’t want you at these events because I worry about your mental health.”

Valerie chimed in, “Yes, Kimberly, every time you have one of these episodes, you invent stories about Declan mistreating you, even resorting to violence. You really should follow the doctor’s advice and seek treatment.”

In Kimberly’s previous life, Declan had single-handedly labeled her as mentally unstable, which had led to her being restrained and removed in public when she tried to reclaim her necklace.

From then on, the rumor that Kimberly was a lunatic spread through high society, causing Kimberly to lose all her social opportunities.

As the crowd looked on with disapproval, Kimberly forcefully removed Declan’s hand, her voice filled with distress.

“When I married into the Walsh family, I was thoroughly examined, including my mental health, which is documented online. Yet, after a year of marriage, your coldness and your closeness with another woman pushed me into depression. Declan, does emotionally tormenting your wife to the point of mental distress makes you feel accomplished?”

Declan was left momentarily without words.

Noticing the growing scornful looks from those around him, his expression darkened even more as he turned to his bodyguards nearby.

“Mrs. Walsh is having a mental health sickness. Remove her for treatment immediately!”

The escape behind Kimberly was quickly blocked by several bodyguards who moved toward her.

“Mrs. Walsh, please cooperate, or you could get hurt!”

Kimberly stepped back, weighing her options, when a male voice cut through the tension.

“Mrs. Walsh!”

She turned to see Benjamin Thorpe, the respected butler of the Howard family, pushing through the crowd, accompanied by the manager she had spoken with earlier.

He approached Kimberly respectfully. “Mrs. Howard has taken a great interest in the necklace you contributed. She’s willing to offer ten times the auction value to acquire it.”

Both Declan and Valerie reacted visibly, Valerie with a look of jealousy and resentment.

Kimberly caressed the necklace, then responded with a thoughtful smile, “Since I’ve put it up for auction, I’m open to letting it go. However, I’d prefer to discuss the price directly with Mrs. Howard, if that’s acceptable?”

Benjamin smiled warmly, nodding in agreement.

“Certainly, Mrs. Walsh, please accompany me.”

As Benjamin began to lead Kimberly away, Declan stepped in their way.

Clearing his throat, he changed his tone from earlier and spoke with deep respect. “Mr. Thorpe, I’m Declan Walsh, Kimberly’s husband. I usually take care of family matters. My wife rarely attends important events, and I’m concerned she might say something inappropriate. Maybe I should talk to Mrs. Howard instead.”

Valerie added swiftly, “Mr. Thorpe, you’ve heard about my sister-in-law’s mental troubles. Mrs. Howard is quite advanced in age and could be easily alarmed by her. It might be wiser if my brother and I handle this. We’re all family here, so it shouldn’t matter who speaks on our behalf.”

Declan then gestured invitingly towards Benjamin, while Valerie positioned herself between the butler and Kimberly.

Watching their shameless behavior, Kimberly couldn’t help but sneer at herself. She had never met such shameless people!

“Please, this necklace was donated under Mrs. Walsh’s personal name,” the butler said.

Chapter 5

Benjamin looked at Declan with a polite expression. “If we’re speaking of family matters, the relevant family here is the Holden family. Unfortunately, your last name isn’t Holden.”

Declan’s face shifted instantly, and he gave Kimberly a sharp look.

He then addressed the butler sternly, “Mr. Thorpe, she does not have the authority to decide on these matters. I am the head of our family. If this necklace is to be donated, it should be under my direction, and I wish to donate it on behalf of the Walsh family!”

Benjamin, however, showed no signs of intimidation. Instead, he gave Declan a cold glance.

“The ownership and intentions of the donor are what we respect here. Since this is a Howard family event, we adhere to the Howard family’s guidelines.”

His tone was even, but his words carried a firm will that left Declan at a loss for words.

“And furthermore…” Benjamin continued, looking towards Kimberly, “Mrs. Howard, who prioritizes peace and order above all, has noticed that ever since you and your sister arrived at the banquet, there has been nothing but trouble. You even tried to have the security guards detain guests at will. If you don’t calm down, you may not be welcome here anymore.”

Declan was immediately panicked. Was the butler suggesting they might be expelled from the event?

He had worked hard to secure an invitation to this prestigious gathering. Being ejected would not only be embarrassing but would ruin his reputation across Javille.

He quickly mustered a calming smile and said, “I apologize, Mr. Thorpe. I acted without thinking. Please, let’s not trouble Mrs. Howard with this. I assure you, there will be no further issues…”

“Mrs. Walsh, please follow me.”

Benjamin seemed to dismiss Declan’s hurried apology and gestured for Kimberly to accompany him deeper into the banquet area.

Kimberly looked back to see Declan standing still, stunned, while Valerie’s expression was one of deep irritation. A smile played on Kimberly’s lips.

In her previous life, during this event, Valerie had dramatically taken the stage during the climax of the auction to bid on the necklace herself.

It was a ridiculous act, but since Renee liked the necklace, Valerie not only escaped blame for her attention-seeking behavior but also helped create a partnership between the Howard and Walsh families.

Kimberly realized the necklace must have an extraordinary value for Renee.

But she hadn’t anticipated that it would even lead Benjamin to support her, almost getting Declan kicked out.

The gilded doors swung open, revealing an interior with classic and elegant decor.

Upon entering, Kimberly’s gaze was immediately drawn to an elderly woman resting on a sofa at the center of the room-clearly the renowned Renee Howard.

Beside her sat a man dressed in a sharp black suit, exuding a relaxed confidence that did little to conceal his remarkably handsome and distinguished appearance.

This was…

Kimberly’s eyes briefly sparkled. It was Chris, the Howard family’s exceptionally talented heir, known for his influence in both legal and illegal matters abroad.

Why had he suddenly come back to the country?

“Mrs. Walsh.”

Renee stood and personally guided Kimberly to sit next to her on the sofa, her gaze full of affection.

“I’ve been looking for this necklace for years, and I never thought it would end up with your grandmother. I’m so thankful you’re willing to let it go.” As she spoke, she began to stand and bow to Kimberly, which startled Kimberly into quickly getting up to stop Renee.

“Mrs. Howard, please, there’s no need for that,” Kimberly said gently. “My parents died when I was young, and it was my grandmother who raised me. This necklace was her wedding gift to me. Now that she has passed and the Holden family has diminished…” She held the necklace tightly, making a firm decision in her heart. “I hope this necklace can lead to a partnership with the Howard family!”

Chapter 6

Renee thought for a moment, seemingly understanding Kimberly’s intentions, and nodded. “I recall, your in-laws are the Walsh family, who have been doing quite well recently. Are they the ones proposing collaborations?”

As she spoke, she looked to Chris for confirmation.

Without raising his eyes from his phone, Chris casually mentioned, “The new energy project launched recently has been their main focus for the last two years.

He paused before adding, “The Walsh family has the capability to collaborate with us, but Declan tends to overreach. He always wants more than he can manage.”

Then he went back to scrolling through his phone, treating it like just a simple business analysis.

Yet, Kimberly felt a subtle warning in his tone directed at her.

Renee held Kimberly’s hand, her voice rich with genuine concern. “If you’re really looking to assist your husband’s family, I’m willing to consider your request. However, I’ve heard rumors about your husband in Javille these past two years. He may not be the best partner…”

“Mrs. Howard, there’s been a misunderstanding,” Kimberly interrupted, inhaling deeply. “I’m not here for the Walsh family. I’m seeking a collaboration for my aunt with the Howard family.”

The room went quiet for a moment.

Chris, previously engrossed in his phone, now gave Kimberly his attention.

“Your aunt…” Renee sounded surprised. “Mabel Holden, the current leader of the Holden family?”

Kimberly nodded, her expression intense.

After the early deaths of her parents and her grandfather’s illness, the Holden family had been left vulnerable. It was Mabel who had stepped in to manage the chaos and uphold the family.

In her past life, Mabel targeted the new energy project to restore the Holden family’s glory, hoping to restore the family by partnering with the Howard family. However, the Walsh family took advantage of Kimberly’s necklace to seize the opportunity first.

The Walsh family thrived from the collaboration, and in their effort to grow their business empire, they ruthlessly competed against and destroyed the company Mabel had worked so hard to build, resulting in the Holden family’s eventual bankruptcy. Mabel was forced to leave the country.

Before she left, she had visited Kimberly, handed her a significant sum of money, and warned her she had trusted the wrong person. She assured Kimberly that if ever she needed shelter after a divorce, she would always be welcome to join her abroad.

At that time, completely in love, Kimberly had dismissed Mabel’s concerns, a decision that led to profound regrets.

“I just want to give my aunt a chance to compete for the collaboration. If your Howard family thinks she’s not up to it, you can decline at any time,” she told Renee with determination in her gaze. “But I trust my aunt will prove her value to you.”

Renee was silent for a moment, observing Kimberly, then burst into laughter.

Kimberly felt uneasy at the sudden laughter, unsure of what to say next, when Renee explained, “Do you know why I’m so determined to buy this necklace?”

Seeing Kimberly’s confused look, she smiled softly. “It was a gift of love from my husband.”

Her eyes lingered on the necklace, filled with reminiscence. “The Howard family faced hard times once. I pawned it for some relief. When our situation improved and I went to buy it back, it had already been sold.”

Kimberly paused, momentarily speechless.

Renee appeared to remember a sad past as she gently touched the necklace around Kimberly’s neck, her voice becoming softer. “This necklace once brought luck to my family and me. I hope it does the same for you.” She then glanced towards her grandson. “I’m tired now. Please escort Mrs. Walsh out.”

Kimberly was about to oppose when she noticed Chris already standing, moving gracefully to her side and signaling for her to follow.

She hesitated, biting her lip, then silently agreed and followed Chris out.

As the doors closed behind them, Kimberly’s fingers brushed the necklace, her thoughts swirling with unease.

Chris, now beside her, glanced her way and spoke with ease. “Don’t worry, my grandmother has accepted your proposal.”

Kimberly looked up at Chris, taken aback.

Her eyes, wide and captivating, added an indescribable charm to her gaze.

Chris caught a brief look and quickly looked away.

“The Holden family’s new energy project started late. While it doesn’t have the strong connections of the Walsh family, your aunt is dependable, far more than your villain husband,” Chris said, his tone was casual but also explanatory.

It was the first time Kimberly heard Declan referred to as a villain, which she found both ridiculous and somewhat fitting, making her laugh.

This laugh drew a subtle smile from Chris, the corners of his eyes wrinkling slightly.

“Oh, the necklace!”

Approaching the garden on the other side of the venue, Kimberly realized she had forgotten to hand the necklace over to Renee.

She raised her hand to take it off, but the necklace got tangled in her hair, and she couldn’t remove it.

The more she tugged, the more frustrated she became. Just as she was about to forcefully free herself, a calm male voice intervened, “Don’t move, let me help.”

Before Kimberly could object, Chris was already behind her, his hands deftly working to free the necklace.

His cold fingers brushed against her warm skin, and she instinctively wanted to pull away but felt it was too insignificant to make a fuss over.

Thus, she stood still, letting Chris carefully untangle the necklace.

“Just bear with it, these last few strands are stuck. I’ll need to break them.”

Kimberly closed her eyes, bracing herself for the slight pain when a stern male voice suddenly cut through the air. “What are you two doing?”

By then, the necklace had been freed, and Chris carefully removed it from around her neck.

Declan, with Valerie by his side, marched over from a distance, anger clear on his face.

The scene he had just stumbled upon was like a dagger to his heart.

He had been publicly scolded by the butler in Javille’s high society and nearly thrown out of the banquet, turning him into the laughingstock of the entire city!

And the instigator, his wife, was being affectionate with a stranger!

He rushed forward, shouting at Kimberly, “No wonder you’ve been acting so differently today and treating me harshly. You wanted to get rid of me to attract another man!”

Kimberly scowled. “Then why have you always kept me from these gatherings? Was it so other women could flirt with you?”

Declan was momentarily at a loss for words. “You…”

Next to him, Valerie covered her face, looking shocked by the confrontation.

“Kimberly, regardless of what you do privately, this is a public event. You need to mind your behavior. If people see this, it could damage the Walsh family’s reputation!”

Her words subtly suggested that Kimberly was unfaithful and wild.

This further infuriated Declan, who seized Kimberly’s wrist, intending to drag her away.

“Go home and stay there. Stop embarrassing yourself!”

However, his movement was abruptly stopped by a firm grip on his arm.

“Without Mrs. Walsh’s agreement, you have no right to decide for her.”

Declan turned to see a man with sharp brows and captivating eyes, radiating an air of arrogance even in his disdain.

His anger grew even stronger. “I’m her husband. She must do whatever I ask!” He assumed the young, handsome man in front of him was just a lover brought in by some rich woman, and his contempt grew. “And who are you to interfere?”

Chris responded with a slight smirk, enhancing his already charismatic presence. “Unfortunately, in this setting, I do have a say. My name is Chris Howard.”

Chapter 7

“Chris Howard?”

The name hit Declan like a blast of cold water. His anger instantly froze, and he stared in disbelief at the calm and poised man before him.

This was the renowned Chris Howard of the Howard family.

“Mr. Howard, I apologize for my behavior earlier. Please, don’t take it personally…”

Declan’s face changed from red with anger to pale with fear, his attitude changing swiftly. He then forced a smile.

He took on a submissive, flattering attitude, like a creep eager to please.

After all, offending Chris, the prized heir of the Howard family, was not something Declan could afford to do.

Chris remained cool and detached, regarding Declan as if he were beneath his notice. His gaze, filled with mild contempt, drifted to Declan’s hand still clutching Kimberly’s wrist, raising his eyebrows in question.

“Could you let go of her now?”

Startled as though shocked by electricity, Declan quickly let go of Kimberly. In Chris’s presence, he dared not behave aggressively, hiding his anger with a strained smile. “I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Howard. I was merely joking with my wife. It’s just a little romantic joke we have…”

Earlier, he had nearly been escorted out of the banquet by the Howard family’s butler after an argument with Kimberly. He had learned from that close call that the Howards prized decorum.

Now, facing Chris, he couldn’t risk any disrespect towards Kimberly, fearing it might lead to him and Valerie being expelled.

Tonight’s event was packed with prominent figures from the domestic business community, including real estate tycoons and rising stars in finance. The top ten richest people in the country were present.

Being thrown out in front of everyone would ruin the Walsh family’s reputation and put their ongoing new energy project in trouble!

“Romantic joke?”

Kimberly couldn’t stand it any longer. Seeing Declan’s fawning face made her feel completely disgusted. Suddenly, a large hand reached out, offering her a pack of wet wipes. Without looking, she took it, pulled out a wipe, and scrubbed her wrist vigorously where Declan had touched her.

She crumpled the wipe into a ball and tossed it at Declan, a mocking smile forming on her lips.

“Mr. Walsh, we’ve been married for a year, and we haven’t even consummated our marriage. There’s no such thing as romance between us. I’m not familiar with any such joke. Perhaps you’re mistaken about its meaning?”

Then, with a scornful look at Valerie, who was still attached to Declan’s arm, she scoffed audibly before walking toward them.

Valerie, taken aback by Kimberly’s aggressive attitude, quickly let go of Declan’s hand and moved aside.

To her surprise, Kimberly walked right between them, not taking the broader path, and continued walking away from the Howard estate without looking back.

Valerie was left stunned, then flushed with humiliation at her earlier cowardice, stomped her foot in frustration.

“Declan, did you see that? She deliberately walked between us instead of around. Isn’t that just offensive?”

Valerie was furious, momentarily ignoring the onlookers. She rushed over, wrapped her arms around Declan, pressed her chest against him, and demanded that he take her side.

Chris watched Kimberly walk away with his intense gaze, still reflecting on her earlier words. She claimed they hadn’t consummated their marriage!

“It was her fault, Valerie… Mr. Howard is still here,” Declan whispered urgently, his voice strained with forced calm.

Chris looked at the close-knit Walsh siblings, chuckling with meaning. “No need to worry about me, just go ahead.”

With that, Chris turned to leave, not wanting to look at the shameless pair again for fear they would ruin his vision.

“Mr. Howard, please wait!”

Declan, seeing Chris about to leave, panicked and quickly shrugged Valerie off. He hurried after Chris, his smile painfully fawning. “Mr. Howard, were you the one who escorted my wife out? So you must have been with Mrs. Howard earlier, right? Did she like the necklace?”

Chris initially didn’t respond, but on hearing Declan’s words, he stopped, his expression coldly amused. “Why not be direct, Mr. Walsh?”

Seeing a glimmer of opportunity, Declan rubbed his hands together. “Our Walsh Group is initiating a promising new energy project. Mr. Howard, as you’ve just returned, perhaps you’d consider reviewing our proposal?”

His meaning was obvious. He wanted to use the necklace to gain the Howard family’s support. With their resources and connections, even a weed could become a towering tree.

That was the strength of the Howard family!

Chris’s eyes sparkled with amusement as he spoke casually. “As far as I’m concerned, that necklace is one of Mrs. Walsh’s wedding gifts, entirely unrelated to the Walsh family.”

Declan’s smile froze, feeling embarrassed. Anger simmered in his eyes, but he didn’t dare to show it in front of Chris.

“Is that what she told you?” He gritted his teeth, viewing Kimberly as selfish, yet outwardly he continued, “Mr. Howard, since it’s a wedding gift, it belongs to the Walsh family, including Kimberly herself!”

His words carried a hint, his eyes locked on Chris’s dismissive expression. He added, “But

Mr. Howard, if you decide to invest in our project, then what belongs to the Walsh family could be yours. Our people are your people. What do you think?”

“I think… You’re quite shameless.”

Chris kept smiling at him, but his eyes were cold and full of mockery. He then turned and walked away confidently.

He walked towards the villa through a side entrance, his smile fading into a nasty expression.

Declan’s intentions were obvious. He was offering his wife to Chris!

Not far off, Felix finally caught up with Chris. “There you are. I’ve been searching for you. Why are you over here hiding?”

Chris shot him a cold look, then glanced back in Declan’s direction, his voice filled with irritation. “How could she be interested in a man like him?”

Chapter 8

Having met her objective for the day, Kimberly felt no urge to stay and endure Declan and Valerie’s nauseating displays of affection. Upon reaching the parking area, she noticed a man beside her Lamborghini, deeply involved in a phone conversation, with two bulky bodyguards at his sides.

He caught her intense stare and turned slowly, impeccably dressed in a suit. He spoke briefly into the phone and then disconnected the call.

Though Kimberly was too distant to hear his words, she instantly recognized him. It was Bryce Dominguez, Declan’s most reliable secretary.

In her previous life, Kimberly had interacted with Bryce more than with Declan, making her quite familiar with him.

Noticing Bryce by her car, seemingly awaiting her arrival, Kimberly approached without looking his way. She casually took out her keys and activated the Lamborghini’s lights, which flashed twice.

As she made to pass Bryce and bodyguards to enter her vehicle, Bryce reached out to stop her. His eyes held a trace of admiration as he observed her, who seemed clueless to his presence.

This was a new sight for Bryce; Kimberly’s attire today struck him as exceptionally elegant. Now, seeing her up close, he understood why his boss had been eager for him to get close to Declan and why this woman now captivated his boss.

Her stunning beauty and graceful demeanor were mesmerizing.

Quickly regaining his poise, Bryce faced the unemotional Kimberly and smiled subtly. “Mrs. Walsh, Mr. Walsh insists you shouldn’t leave alone. Mr. Walsh is on his way and likely has significant matters to discuss. Please, wait here for a moment.”

Although Bryce used respectful terms, his tone lacked any real respect.

His approach was as arrogant and overbearing as it had been in their past interactions.

A sharp look crossed Kimberly’s eyes. She considered Bryce blocking her way and then the bodyguards behind him, and giggled.

“I remember, Bryce, you returned from your studies in Abrana just last year with a Ph.D. from a prestigious university. You’ve risen quickly to your current role. You must be quite skilled, right?”

Bryce was taken aback by her unexpected remark, turning with a slight surprise. He smiled and replied, “I wouldn’t claim to be skilled, but I strive to fulfill my duties diligently.”

Kimberly’s expression formed a smile, though it lacked sincerity. She then said, “Is that so? I think you are not only skilled but also very loyal. And your loyalty is as unwavering as a dog.”

The bodyguards were taken aback, glancing from Kimberly’s slim figure to Bryce, who usually maintained composure.

While every man harbors some pride, the bodyguards had not anticipated Bryce remaining calm after such a remark.

Even Kimberly found Bryce’s reaction unexpected.

“Indeed, dogs are quite faithful to their masters, hence I must follow mine,” Bryce responded, maintaining a courteous smile. Holding his hand out to Kimberly, he adjusted his glasses with the other and calmly said, “I am merely a humble employee. Please, Mrs. Walsh, do not make this difficult for me.”

His reaction and response even gained a bit of respect from Kimberly. She couldn’t help but frown slightly as she examined the man in front of her, not expecting him to be so tolerant.

“Bryce, I can’t help but admire you. It’s unfortunate that someone as capable as you works under someone like Declan.”

As Bryce made clear his intent to block her, Kimberly leaned against her car with her arms folded and asked casually, “Have you ever thought about looking for better opportunities elsewhere? Perhaps leaving Declan might brighten your future.”

Bryce was taken aback for a moment, surprised that Kimberly would dare to suggest he leave, especially in front of Declan’s team. His expression grew more intense, realizing Kimberly seemed different than before.

It was common knowledge in Javille that Kimberly was deeply in love. As a daughter of the affluent Holden family, she had brought considerable wealth and millions in investments into her marriage with Declan, a man known for his duplicity. This situation had become a source of ridicule and gossip in Javille.

Bryce, as Declan’s skilled secretary, had often seen Kimberly busy in the Walsh family kitchen.

Just the day before, he had visited the Walsh home for some documents and found Kimberly in an apron, looking every inch the attentive wife, sitting on a small stool in the bathroom, hand-washing men’s suits and shirts. Surprised, he had asked why she didn’t simply send the clothes to the dry cleaners.

Kimberly had looked up with a smile, continuing her task, and explained, “Declan dislikes the smell of dry-cleaning chemicals. He believes hand-washing them is cleaner!”

Bryce was left without words. “Then why not have the servants do it?”

At that, Kimberly had smiled awkwardly and kept scrubbing, her delicate fingers growing pale from the cold water.

Bryce instantly understood the meaning behind Kimberly’s smile. Since marrying into the Walsh family, Kimberly’s situation has been trying and uncomfortable. Other than Maggie, the servant she brought with her, even the Walsh family servants did not treat her as the mistress of the house. Sometimes, Declan’s mother, Kimberly’s mother-in-law, would come over to complain and sharply criticize her, claiming it was to deprive Kimberly’s pride as a wealthy lady from the Holden family.

Raised in luxury and well-educated, Kimberly was the daughter of the Holden family. Even the media portrayed her marriage as a demotion.

Such a woman, having joined the Walsh family, faced not only disrespect but also bullying and humiliation. Declan’s behavior toward her highlighted the lack of respect she received from the Walsh family.

Even Bryce, who often appeared friendly but was inwardly detached, felt sympathy for Kimberly. He had always wondered why his boss had taken an interest in such a woman.

For a man, she had lowered herself.

Bryce looked at Kimberly for a long while, his words filled with significance. “You must be joking. Without Mr. Walsh, I am nothing, not even a dignified dog. But you… You’ve certainly changed since we last met.”

Chapter 9

When Kimberly heard Bryce’s half-joking, half-serious tone, her heart skipped a beat. She looked at the man in front of her, feeling as if he had uncovered something. However, she quickly composed herself.

Even with Bryce’s impressive insight, he couldn’t possibly know she had been reborn. There was no cause for panic!

“People make mistakes, but in time, they see the truth. I haven’t changed; I’ve just cleared the fog from my mind.”

No sooner had she finished speaking than a loud, angry voice echoed nearby. “Kimberly, you’ve lost your mind!”

Everyone turned to see Declan, his face clouded with anger as he walked towards them, his presence threatening. Following him was Valerie, visibly struggling to match. his pace, her face red and sweaty.

Declan stopped before Kimberly, his eyes piercing as he confronted her, “What did you say to Mrs. Howard and Chris? Giving away such an expensive necklace- don’t you think of me, your husband, at all?”

Kimberly dismissed Declan’s rage, her gaze shifting to Bryce’s hand that was blocking her way. She said flatly, “I’ve seen him now. May I go?”

Bryce quickly pulled back his hand and gave her a deep, searching look. “Mrs. Walsh, I’m simply following Mr. Walsh’s orders.”

Indeed, he was executing Declan’s orders. Declan had instructed him to wait by the car to intercept Kimberly, which he did dutifully, without overstepping.

Kimberly walked directly to the car door, opened it, and bent down to get inside. Just as she was about to close the door, a large hand suddenly gripped it tightly. She looked up to see Declan’s eyes, red with anger, as he shouted, “Did I say you could leave? Kimberly, don’t test my patience!”

Her indifferent attitude drove Declan completely mad, especially after Chris had insulted him earlier. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, losing all sense of reason and disregarding the presence of passersby.

This was the Howard family’s territory, and his behavior would quickly become gossip among all the guests at the banquet.

“Who do you think you are, Kimberly? Do you still see yourself as the worthy daughter of the Holden family? Once married, a woman is part of her husband’s family. You are now my wife, a Walsh, and should act accordingly. Do you realize what you’ve done today?”

Blinded by his anger and seeing Kimberly’s cold, scornful look, Declan lost his control. He harshly grasped Kimberly’s chin, causing her to frown in pain. “I’m asking you one last time, what did you say to the Howard family? Did you convince them to invest in my project?”

The angry man looked like a beast. Bryce paused for a moment, considering whether he should step in, as Declan appeared to be on the brink of violence. Just then, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Bryce’s eyes narrowed as he quickly checked his phone, seemingly verifying some information. He then put his phone away and stepped forward, grabbing Declan’s wrist and quietly advising, “Mr. Walsh, be mindful of your behavior. Don’t let minor issues overshadow the bigger picture.”

Hesitating briefly upon hearing this, Declan let go of Kimberly’s face with a disgusted look, prepared to continue his humiliation…

A moment later, a slap hit Declan’s face with force!

An eerie silence took hold of the scene.

Declan turned back in disbelief, but before he could react, Kimberly quickly pulled a can of pepper spray from her bag and sprayed it in his face, prompting Bryce to quickly move aside to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

“Ouch! My eyes!” Declan cried out in pain, clutching his face.

Seizing the moment, Kimberly delivered a swift kick to his groin with her long, slender leg.

The action happened so quickly that everyone around was left stunned and motionless. Even Valerie was too shocked to move.

Declan squeezed his eyes closed, his face twisted in pain, with his hands covering his groin. The sharp pain brought him to his knees, leaving him in a panic, unsure whether to attend to his eyes or his crotch.

The scene was nearly hilarious.

Kimberly’s mocking laughter rang out. “Someone told me you were a villain, and clearly, they were right. Declan, who do you think you are to shout at me? It seems I’ve been too soft on you this last year, allowing you to forget your place! Blood ties are unbreakable, but as for men… They’re easily replaced.

I’m done with you, Declan. I can’t stand living another day with someone as disgusting as you. We’re getting a divorce! This isn’t up for discussion; consider this your notice!

I’m from the Holden family. Without you, I can attract any man I choose. I must have been blind to marry someone as despicable as you. Now that I see clearly, I no longer need a worthless man like you!”

Kimberly continued to humiliate the man now kneeling in pain before her, kicking him several more times for good measure.

“Kimberly!” Declan attempted to open his eyes to see her, but the burning pain in his eyes and face, particularly the intense pain in his groin, was too much to bear. “You bitch! Bitch!! Just wait, I’ll make you regret this! Do you think you can just leave me? Think again. In life, you belong to the Walsh family, and even in death, you’ll be a ghost of the Walsh family! You’ll never escape me!”

Hearing his words, Kimberly, boiling with anger, slapped him again, slapping his left and right as she scolded, “You stubborn fool! Get up and say that to my face if you dare!”

The bodyguards and Bryce, observing Kimberly’s fierce outburst and Declan’s pitiful condition, instinctively moved back, worried she might direct her anger toward them next.

They had never witnessed such a tough woman!

“Kimberly… have you lost your mind? Declan is your husband, your lawful spouse. Are you attempting to kill him?” Valerie stuttered, her voice trembling as she hesitated to further provoke Kimberly.

Kimberly fixed a cold stare on Valerie, who felt the intensity of her look and nearly collapsed to her knees.

“Are you here to defend your precious Declan?”

Chapter 10

Valerie gulped, overwhelmed by fear. It was her first time seeing such violence. Just as she was about to speak, she noticed Kimberly charging towards her. In a state of panic, she yelled, “Stay away from me!”

To her, Kimberly appeared like a demon coming closer. She yanked a bodyguard in front of her, feeling embarrassed by her earlier display of fear, and boldly threatened Kimberly. “If you take one more step, I’ll have them beat you up!”

Kimberly found this quite amusing. She felt no need to engage further with such a disgusting pair. She gave Declan another fierce kick as he writhed on the ground, clutching himself in pain. His cries of agony brought a smirk to her face.

“Declan, your dear sister is threatening me. She’s so fierce, I’m scared.”

“You…”

Before Declan could respond, Kimberly cut him off with a dismissive snort.

“Enough! You keep repeating the same old lines. I’m confused about how you claim to be the top student from Golden Valley University when you can’t even come up with a fresh insult. I’m done here!”

Kimberly then strode to her car and slammed the door. She lowered the window slightly and gave Declan a chilling look. “I’ll have the divorce papers ready. Be sure to come back and sign them, you jerk.”

As Kimberly prepared to drive away, she noticed two tall figures swiftly approaching -Chris, whom she had just met, and Felix.

Kimberly lifted her eyebrows. She recognized Felix, an elite heir in Javille’s elite society, a person at the top of the social ladder. In her past life, Declan had attempted to win Felix’s favor, but Felix had never taken the time to welcome him into his circle. Eventually, Declan, feeling humiliated, gave up on trying. Kimberly gave them a fleeting glance before she started her car.

“Wow, look at Declan. He looks so miserable. Could it be his wife’s doing?” Felix said, noticing the chaos. Declan was still on the ground, clutching his groin, which was a sharp contrast to his earlier assertive behavior at the banquet.

Felix guessed that Kimberly must have been the cause, given that Declan’s secretary, bodyguards, and the Walsh family’s adopted daughter all watched her depart with evident fear.

Elbowing Chris, Felix said admiringly, “I didn’t expect Declan’s wife to be so tough. She handled five people and came out on top. She really knows how to fight. Chris, do you think I should ask her to teach me?”

Chris chose not to comment. Seeing Kimberly unharmed, he immediately felt relieved.

As Kimberly began to drive off, he walked up and blocked her Lamborghini.

The car stopped abruptly, tires screeching on the pavement.

Kimberly frowned, rolled down her window, and, holding back her irritation, asked, “What do you mean by this, Mr. Howard?”

Her palms felt sweaty as they gripped the steering wheel.

She had nearly collided with Chris, who had impulsively jumped in front of her car. If she hadn’t stopped just in time, he could have been thrown through the air.

Kimberly looked at Chris suspiciously, suspecting he was there to confront her. She had, after all, lost her temper and attacked Declan in a territory owned by the Howard family. It made sense that Chris would intervene, given his role as the host.

Surprisingly, Chris looked tense as he approached her vehicle, examining her carefully through the window. Once he saw she was alright, he visibly relaxed, and his expression softened. He gave Kimberly a small nod.

“It’s good to see you’re okay, Ms. Holden. Are you headed back home?”

Kimberly remained quiet, eyeing him cautiously.

This was only their second encounter. In her past life, they had never crossed paths or spoken to each other.

Was Chris stopping her just to see if she had been harassed?

Kimberly found the idea too ridiculous to consider.

Chris caught her wary look, sensing she didn’t recognize him. He realized she might have forgotten their past interactions.

His expression darkened momentarily before he returned to his composed self. He smiled and said, “Drive safely, and remember our agreement.”

Kimberly was momentarily puzzled, nodded without thinking, bid Chris farewell, and drove off.

Chris watched her car vanish into the distance. Felix rushed over, intrigued. “Do you know Ms. Holden from before?”

Reflecting on Kimberly’s distant and cool demeanor, Chris turned away and responded, “Not really.”

With that, Chris walked away without looking back at Declan and his group.

Valerie, along with the bodyguards and Felix, were all confused. Only Bryce shot Chris a knowing look as the latter left, then summoned the bodyguards. “Quickly, take Mr. Walsh to the hospital.”

Felix was troubled by Chris’s weird behavior that evening.

Earlier, when a member of the Howard family burst into the banquet hall to report an incident in the parking lot, Chris, who normally stayed out of such matters, unexpectedly offered to take care of it.

As the prospective leader of the Howard family, it was appropriate for Chris to handle the situation.

Concerned for Chris’s safety, Felix had followed him, only to stumble upon such a dramatic scene.

“Mr. White!” As Felix was about to leave, a faint, frail voice called out from behind.

Felix stopped and turned around to find Valerie approaching him, her eyes red and filled with tears, appearing very distressed.

Felix lifted his eyebrows and gazed at Valerie thoughtfully. “What can I do for you, Miss Walsh?”

Valerie slightly bit her lip, expert at using her expressions to sway men. She spoke in a pitiful tone. “Mr. White, why did Mr. Howard leave so abruptly? Weren’t you here to defend my brother?”

Felix couldn’t help but laugh, scrutinizing her. “What makes you think that, Miss Walsh? When did I ever say that Chris and I came to defend your brother?”

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