The Billionaire's Lost Daughter They Humiliated the Wrong Woman

In my last life, I worked as a housekeeper for a wealthy family. Their son-in-law accused me of seducing him and stealing the jewelry he'd bought for his wife.

I had no way to defend myself. The court ordered me to pay a million dollars in damages.

But even that wasn't enough. The family's daughter sent debt collectors after me, intent on trafficking me overseas.

They chased me through the streets. I ran for my life, stumbled, and fell from a building.

By the time I reached the hospital, I was already dead.

After I died, my soul drifted beside them, and I overheard their conversation.

“If I hadn't found out that Moira Dickerson was the real daughter Dad's been searching for all these years, I never would've bothered killing her!”

“Now that she's dead, I can finally relax.”

I listened to Marie Gilbert's words, disbelief burning across my face, rage clawing at my chest until I wanted to tear them apart with my bare hands.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Five years in the past. And this time, I chose a different path. I built something of my own.

Five years later, I'd become a billionaire operating behind the scenes. Then a business partner invited me to a gala hosted by the Gilbert family. I tried to decline, but he insisted, so I went.

The moment I stepped into the banquet hall, Robert Henson, the Gilbert family's son-in-law, was already shouting for all to hear that I'd tried to seduce him and stolen his million-dollar necklace.

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“That's her! She just threw herself at me and stole my necklace!”

Robert's voice rang through the hall.

Every pair of eyes in the room landed on me.

I scanned the crowd. My business partner was nowhere to be found.

I shook my head, then spoke, keeping my voice steady：“Sir, you should be careful making accusations like that.”

“I just walked through the door. Before this moment, I've never even seen your face.”

“How could I have stolen anything from you?”

The words had barely left my mouth before Robert fired back：“How was it not you?”

“I ran into you right outside the hotel!”

“You came onto me the second you saw me!”

He turned to Marie, his voice quickening：“Marie, you know I only have eyes for you. I pushed her away immediately!”

“But when I came back inside, the gift I got you was gone!”

“She must have taken it while she was all over me!”

Robert glared at me, eyes full of righteous fury. I gave him one look, nothing more.

In my last life, he'd done the exact same thing. Stood up and slandered me in front of everyone. Only back then, I'd just started working for the family. I had no power, no voice.

And in this life, Robert Henson hadn't changed at all.

I knew he and Marie must have investigated me long before tonight.

“Your name is Moira Dickerson, correct?”

Marie fixed her gaze on me, her voice cold and clipped：“You work here as a waitress, don't you?”

She stared me down, every syllable edged with ice：“Hand over the necklace and turn yourself in. Otherwise, we won't be so polite about it.”

I looked back at Marie, my expression flat, unmoved：“First of all, I never touched your man.”

“Second, I've never laid eyes on him before tonight.”

“I was invited to this gala as a guest.”

The moment those words left my lips, laughter rippled through the room. Every guest, all at once.

Marie looked at me with a thin, mocking smile：“You? A guest?”

“Do you have any idea who's on the guest list tonight?”

“My father organized this event. He's one of the wealthiest men in this city. Everyone here is a titan of industry.”

“Someone like you thinks she belongs at my father's table?”

“You're a waitress. The only reason you'd show up at a gala like this is to land yourself a rich husband.”