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Rebirth: My billionaire husband is too pampering.

Rebirth: My billionaire husband is too pampering.

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Rumors swirled around Jason Wood, the captivating billionaire, and his sudden interest in Kayla Rence, the seemingly insignificant daughter of the Rence family. "They say Jason's lost his mind," one gossipmonger whispered. "That Rence girl is ugly, stupid, and yet... she knows things." Countless anti-fans rose, determined to expose Kayla's "true face" and save Jason from her supposed clutches. But as they dug deeper... "What? The pianist Lily is Kayla Rence?" "What? The mastermind behind ZN, the international hacker organization, is Kayla Rence?" "What? The enigmatic agent ruling the entertainment industry is also Kayla?" "And she's a gaming genius?" Anti-fans' scathing comments transformed into awestruck whispers: "What useless idiot, who are you trying to deceive? She's my idol!" Just as the public reeled from these revelations, three imposing figures emerged: the young Masters of the Reynold family. "Let me introduce our sister," one growled, eyes flashing. "If you want to live, get lost!" The crowd trembled, cowed by the family's formidable presence. Kayla's multifaceted persona left everyone wondering: How many more secrets did she conceal?

Chapter 1 Reincarnation

"Hit her, hit her hard!"

In the dark alley, a low male voice accompanied by sharp screams swept over.

The girl lying on the ground trembled all over, her frail body curled up under the punches and kicks of the crowd, with blood flowing down.

Her whole body was covered in wounds, especially her abdomen, where blood was slowly flowing.

Her breathing gradually faded away.

The thugs looked at the lifeless girl and exchanged a glance: "Oh, she's dead already?"

"You idiot, don't come to us if she's dead. We're just doing this for money!"

Someone kicked the girl's body, "Let me see if she's dead. Don't pretend to be dead and make us unable to get the money--"

The girl lying on the ground suddenly opened her eyes, quickly grabbed the foot that was about to kick her, and looked at them with a fierce and murderous gaze!

Kayla looked around and had a moment of blankness in her mind.

Where was she?

How did she end up here?

Wasn't she dead?

She reached out and rubbed her head, only to find that her whole body felt like it had been dismantled, and it was excruciatingly painful.

Her brain throbbed, and memories that didn't belong to her surged up!

The owner of this body was also named Kayla Rence, with the same name and surname as her.

She was known as the useless daughter of a rich family in Milan, usually being the object of ridicule.

Tonight, she was even blocked by several thugs in the alley, and they punched and kicked her to death!

Kayla stretched out her slender fingers and frowned with disgust.

Being so thin, no wonder she was bullied.

She had lived a life full of excitement and adventure, when had she ever been bullied like this?

She used to be the top assassin in Italy, codenamed Raven, undefeated throughout her life. But she never expected to be betrayed by her trusted comrade and killed by her old rival, her body thrown into the sea and probably already devoured by sharks!

She thought her life was over, but she never expected to be reborn in such a body.

She clicked her tongue and slowly raised her eyes, her gloomy gaze turning into a sharp knife that could kill with every glance.

The man who was holding her foot trembled at her gaze and grinned ferociously, "You dare to play dead, I'll show you what I can do!"

Kayla's eyes flickered with contempt as she looked at the man.

How dare he act so recklessly in front of her with such a small amount of skill?

With a slight movement of her finger, there was a crisp sound as the man's foot was broken, and he screamed in agony.

"Damn it, what are you waiting for, hold her down!"

The man cried out in pain and the remaining few people rushed towards Kayla.

With a slight smile on her lips, Kayla shook off the man and moved like a slithering dragon through the crowd.

A few minutes later, several men lay writhing on the ground, screaming in agony.

Kayla stepped on the back of the leader of the group and asked, "Who sent you here?"

The man was so scared that he was trembling all over, looking at her completely different from before. "It was Third Miss, Third Miss doesn't like you and wants to get rid of you..."

"Right, right, it was Third Miss who sent us. We were wrong, we won't dare again..."

Third Miss?

Kayla thought for a moment and found some clues from her memories.

There were three daughters in the Rence family: Ava Rence, Kayla Rence, and Maya Rence.

Kayla was naturally dull-witted, and being neither favored by her father nor loved by her mother, she became the target of the family's venting. Maya had secretly plotted against her many times before.

It used to be just small fights, but this time Maya found some thugs and wanted to get rid of Kayla completely.

The original owner of this body was weak and couldn't withstand such abuse, and died under their fists and kicks!

Thinking of this, Kayla's eyes turned cold.

Forget it.

Since she had taken over this body, she would avenge the original owner!

From now on, she was Kayla!

"Well, since that's the case, there's no use keeping you."

She still wanted to teach them a lesson; the thugs turned pale. They didn't expect this dead girl to have such good skills!

At this moment, a beam of light shone over, and she instinctively covered her eyes--

The thugs took advantage of her distraction and ran away.

"Don't run!"

Kayla wanted to chase after them.

But this body was so weak that those few moves had already exhausted her energy.

What kind of body was this?

She was already exhausted after just a few moves?

She gritted her teeth and walked towards the car.

As she approached, she smelled a strong smell of blood.

She opened the car door and saw a man covered in blood sitting in the driver's seat.

The man was handsome, with delicate eyebrows and bright eyes. His clothes were soaked in blood, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together.

Despite his serious injuries, he still exuded a kingly aura that was innate to him, along with a unique aggressiveness.

At this moment, he was like a hungry wolf lurking in the dark forest. Once he found an opportunity, he would tear his enemies apart!

This kind of man was not someone to be trifled with.

Kayla had no intention of getting involved and was about to close the car door.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her neck with both hands, his voice low and menacing, "Where did you come from?"

"Cough, cough, cough -"

Kayla almost died on the spot.

What kind of dangerous creature was this man? He had lost so much blood, yet he still had such great strength.

It took her a while to remove his hands from her neck. Then, she slapped his handsome face hard, "How dare you touch me? Do you want to die?"

She had used a lot of force in that slap.

This was the first time in his 29 years that Jason Wood had been slapped in the face and by a woman, no less!

Was she tired of living?

He struggled to open his eyes, and a cold chill flashed through them. His deep gaze was like thorns, making Kayla feel uneasy.

Who was this person?

His gaze was so penetrating!

Even a top assassin like her was stunned.

If it weren't for the fact that her body was a bit "weak and unable to take care of itself," she would have wanted to kill him right now.

"Never mind, let's just keep a record of this."

It was still quite a distance from here to the Rence family's house.

She didn't want to walk back.

Right now, there was only this car.

She gritted her teeth and pulled him out of the driver's seat, throwing him with a bang into the back seat, and then sat in the driver's seat by herself.

"If you want to live, don't say a word!"

Jason was seriously injured, and being thrown like that made him black out for a moment.

"Do you want to die?"

How dare he be thrown like this!

Kayla sneered, "If you want to die, just keep talking."

Jason narrowed his eyes, his gaze darkening.

Nan Qiao grabbed a piece of clothing and threw it directly at his head.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman before?"

Jason: "......"

The night was thick, and a black car, like a flash of light, pierced through the darkness and headed straight ahead.

Following her memory, Kayla parked the car at the hospital entrance. The man in the back seat had passed out due to excessive blood loss.

Kayla threw him out of the car and drove away without any mercy.

The nurses at the hospital soon found him and took him to the hospital.

Half an hour later, a figure rushed into the ward.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Jason sat on the bed, his wounds already treated. His handsome face showed no emotion, except for a clear fingerprint.

"Damn, brother, what happened to your face? Who hit you? Did a woman hit you?"

Lucas looked curious, his eyes fixed on the fingerprint on Jason's face, a little impatient.

Jason's pupils shrank suddenly, and a surge of killing intent filled his body. His ink-black eyes locked onto Lucas, and his thin lips moved.

"Want to die?"

Lucas shook his head. "No."

From his angry and embarrassed expression, Lucas could already guess what had happened. This slap was most likely from a woman.

Tsk!

What kind of woman dared to hit his brother?

She must be tired of living!

"Have you found out who was behind the assassination attempt on me?"

"Yes, Third Uncle," Lucas replied.

Lucas gritted his teeth. "Third Uncle has been trying to harm you for a long time, but I didn't expect him to go this far!"

In a family of wealthy and powerful elites, struggles for power and wealth were common. And as one of the top-tier families in Italy, who wouldn't want to seize control and covet their immeasurable wealth?

Jason furrowed his brows. "Block any news of my injury from spreading. Not a single word."

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