Guess Who's Not Sweet Anymore?

Eve Roosevelt spent years funding Albert’s life, only for him to murder her at his wedding to another woman. After waking up in the past, she finds herself back when Albert still treated her like a personal bank account. This time, Eve refuses to be his victim. Instead of showering him with designer clothes and tuition, she demands he kneel for his charity. In this young adult romance, Eve uses her wealth and status to ensure Albert’s pathetic secrets are never buried.

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Chapter 2

Albert invited me back to Bianca's birthday party with a sour look on his face, clearly against the idea.

The moment I stepped into the room, all eyes turned toward me with obvious disgust. As if they were afraid I would miss it, they even raised their voices to make sure I heard every word.

"Here comes Eve, stuck to Albert like glue. He never even looked at her all these years. It's Bianca's birthday today. She's not here to cause trouble, is she?"

"Albert's the heir to the Roosevelt family. Who would dare mess with him? She just has no shame. Everyone knows he's with Bianca, yet she still won't give up. Has she even looked in the mirror?"

Me?

I glanced down at my outfit. It was simple, but every piece cost a fortune. People like them had no eye for quality. Explaining would just be a waste of breath.

"Guys, it's Bianca's birthday today. She said she'd invite everyone in our department, so no one's getting left out," someone said. "We're just about to give her the birthday gifts."

Right then, Albert stepped toward Bianca bashfully and pulled out the box he had been hiding behind his back. "This is the bracelet you liked when we were shopping the other day. I didn't get it then because I wanted it to be a surprise today."

He carefully opened the box, revealing a bracelet worth 120 thousand dollars.

The whole room gasped, then burst into cheers.

"Albert really went all out."

"He's heir to the Roosevelt family, after all. Do I even need to explain what that means to the whole of Jalconia? 120 thousand is probably like 20 bucks to him."

Albert's lips curled into a smug smile, while Bianca happily wrapped herself in his arms.

My parents raised me to keep a low profile, even as the eldest daughter of the Roosevelt family. It was to avoid unnecessary trouble. So even though my family gave me plenty of support over the years, it all happened behind the scenes.

To the rest of the world, I was just another ordinary university student. That was why, when Albert went around pretending to be the Roosevelt family's heir in my last life, I never bothered to expose him.

I figured that a title was just a title.

But now, I realized how useful that title was. It allowed someone like Albert to be some big shot, all while using my name.

I looked at that smug face of his and scoffed. "It's always the ones with nothing who show off the most."

Bianca glanced at me and said, "Eve, what's that supposed to mean? We've been nothing but polite." Her voice was soft, but her eyes were full of disgust.

I tilted my head and gave her a bright smile. Then, I knocked on the table and called out, "Waiter, bring me a bottle of Rémy Martin!"

Albert glared at me immediately and questioned, "Can you even handle something that strong?"

"I'll take it home for my dad to try if I can't finish it." I grinned widely.

His hands clenched into a fist, but with so many people watching, he could only force a fake smile. "As long as it doesn't go to waste."

Once the bottle arrived and was opened, I made up an excuse to slip outside to take a breather.

By the time I returned to the room, most of them were already tipsy. They staggered to their feet, planning to head back to campus.

Since the party was winding down, I followed the crowd toward the exit.

I had just reached the door when a high-pitched scream from Bianca nearly made me trip. Her eyes were red as she stared at me.

"My bracelet is gone!"

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After a chance remark about birthdates, a welfare student named Candace becomes convinced she is the true Ashford heiress. She orchestrates Denise Ashford’s abduction to steal her life. When Denise begs her fiance, Liam Hilton, for help, he cruelly dismisses her. Though Liam's uncle Jonah attempts a rescue, both perish in the river. Suddenly, Denise wakes up on the day of her kidnapping. Armed with a second chance, she bypasses her traitorous fiance and calls her brother Dexter to change her fate.

Action Billionaire Modern Mystery Romance

9.0

Frame Me Twice? No Way, Ma'am

9.0

In Frame Me Twice? No Way, Ma'am, a firefighter faces a recurring nightmare. In his first life, he earned the captaincy only for his wife, Jessica, to drug him, leading to a disaster that claimed 58 lives and his own. Reborn, he yields the promotion to his rival, Stanley, yet finds himself framed for arson via security footage. Now in his third life, he refuses to play their game. As Stanley celebrates his rank, the protagonist requests leave and heads to the airport to break the cycle.

Action Adventure Modern Mystery

8.3

My Mafia Husband Regretted After I Faked My Death

8.3

Elena spent a decade as the perfect wife to the New York East Coast Mafia Don, only to be discarded for a mere associate. After her husband and son side with this newcomer, demanding Elena sacrifice her dignity, the betrayal turns deadly. When her husband locks her in a burning room to punish her jealousy, Elena fakes her death to escape. Now, the iron wall of the family is gone, leaving her husband to face the devastating reality of his regret.

Action Mafia Modern Mystery Romance

8.2

My Mate Rejected Me, So I Married the Alpha King

8.2

On the night of the Full Moon Banquet, I stood in my mother's white silk dress, waiting for my childhood sweetheart, Chace, to finally claim me as his mate. Instead, he stood on stage holding another woman's hand. He didn't just reject me. He humiliated me before the entire pack. "Ember is gentle," Chace announced, his eyes cold. "But a pack needs strength. She will serve Karyn. And because I am generous, she will stay on as a Breeder." A mistress. A vessel for pups he would never acknowledge. To prove his loyalty to his new Luna, Chace forced me to drink Wolfsbane wine. As I convulsed on the floor, he laughed. He even threatened to dig up my dead mother's bones and feed them to wild dogs because Karyn called her a traitor. He thought he had broken me. He didn't know the poison hadn't killed me. It had dissolved the seal on my core, waking up a bloodline thought to be extinct. I wasn't a weak Omega. I was a White Wolf. And I had one card left to play—a debt owed to my mother by the Alpha King himself. I clutched the obsidian token in my pocket and screamed into the mental void. Keith Mosley, I am calling in the debt. A dark, ancient voice answered immediately. I hear you, little wolf. What do you desire? I looked at Chace's smug face one last time. Revenge.

Action Romance Werewolf

8.8

My Two-Faced Mom

8.8

Despite her public image as a generous philanthropist, my mother forced me to survive on just one dollar per meal. When I was caught eating leftovers to avoid starvation, she publicly humiliated and assaulted me. Driven to the brink, I took her to court in a high-stakes legal battle. If I win, she goes to prison for her abuse; if I lose, the price is my life. I was certain of my victory, yet against all odds, my mother won the case. Now, I must face the terrifying reality of my defeat.

Action Modern Mystery Young Adult

7.9

Not Just An Incubator: The Ex-Wife's Cold Revenge

7.9

Ten minutes. That was how close I was to handing my fiancé the keys to a three-hundred-million-dollar empire built on my code. But when I walked into the office, his mistress was sitting in my chair, spinning the pen I bought him for our anniversary. Caleb didn't even look up. He told me the investors wanted stability, not a pregnant woman. He called our unborn child a "liability" and ordered security to escort me out of the building I paid for. I went home to pack, only to find a burner phone hidden in the closet. The texts were brutal. He called me an "incubator." He said once the deal was signed, he’d take the baby and dump the "nerd." When he caught me with the phone, he didn't apologize. He dragged me by my hair and threw me into the soundproof panic room to keep me quiet until the deal closed. "Caleb, please! I'm bleeding!" I pounded on the steel door until my hands were raw. But he just locked it and went to eat pizza with his mistress. Alone in the dark, on the freezing concrete, I felt the life inside me slip away. He hadn't just stolen my company; he had killed my child. He thought I was broken. He thought I was just "the help." But he forgot one thing: I built the security system he was trying to sell. Three days later, I rolled my wheelchair into his victory press conference, flanked by his biggest rival. "Do you trust your new code, Caleb?" "Because I wrote the backdoor. And I just opened it."

Action Modern Romance

Guess Who's Not Sweet Anymore?

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