Before my birthday party, Grandpa and I talked about my engagement in his study. He asked me which one from the Zachary family I intended to marry. Without hesitation, I chose Matthew Zachary—a decision that shocked Grandpa. After all, everyone in the circle knew that I was deeply in love with Jeffrey Zachary and would not marry anyone else.

In a past life, I married Jeffrey Zachary, but later found out he had a relationship with Rosalie Larson. He begged for forgiveness, saying it was an accident.

He tearfully knelt and begged for my forgiveness. "I beg you. It was really just an accident."

Despite me forgiving him, Grandpa still found out and ordered someone to send Rosalie away. Jeffrey wrongly thought I was behind it and hated me for it.

Over time, the elders in my family passed away one after another; rivals got ahead in business, and the company’s secrets were stolen.

Tragically, I was killed when I found out I was pregnant.

In my new life, I gave my blessing to Jeffrey and Rosalie. Unexpectedly, Jeffrey crashed my engagement party and proposed to me.

As I exited the study, Jeffrey Zachary caught my eye. He was seated in the crowd wearing a stylish suit, occasionally glancing towards the door.

His friend nudged him and joked, "Looks like your simp... I mean, your loyal fan has arrived."

Jeffrey looked at me and sighed, "Why is it you? What are you doing here?"

If it were in my previous life, I would have gone to him and comforted him. However, the memory of the truck charging straight toward me was still vivid in my mind. I only replied indifferently, "Why can't I come to my birthday party?"

Noticing my stiff tone, Jeffrey instantly flew into a rage. "Hannah, what's your deal? Did you come here to cause trouble? I made time for your party. Don't think our marriage is a done deal just because you visited your grandpa!"

When Jeffrey's friend saw us arguing, he immediately chimed in, "Seriously, Hannah? That's how you talk to him? You should be apologizing! If you hadn't been throwing yourself at Jeffrey for years, he wouldn't have paid any attention to you!"

I was speechless. "If you're not enjoying the party, feel free to leave. My wedding will be announced at my grandpa's 80th birthday next month. It doesn't concern you, so there's no need to be bothered by it."

Although I had the intention of marrying Matthew Zachary, I had not asked him yet. So, I could not announce it hastily.

"Wedding?"

A guest asked in surprise, "Looks like Mr. Zachary Sr. and Mr. Larson Sr. are getting ready to step down. The successor to Zachary Group has finally been decided."

Hector and George were close friends and should have retired a long time ago. I was the Larson family's only legitimate daughter and they agreed that whoever I wed would receive Hector's 20% share.

Combined with his original 15% stake, Jeffrey became true head of the Zachary Group in my past life after marrying me.

Zachary Group was about to change.

After hearing this, Jeffrey's friends said happily, "Jeffrey, you're going to become the CEO!"

Jeffrey, with a smug expression, warned me, "Don't assume marrying me will bring you success. Your arrogance annoys me. I've learned from my past mistakes. I'll marry you, but not into your family. Also, ensure a good position for Rosalie before our marriage."

Before I could clarify that my wedding plans had nothing to do with him, I was surprised to discover that he, too, was reborn. In my previous life, it was a Zachary family servant's reminder that revealed their affair. With a fresh start, he seemed no different.

Just as I was about to confront him, I heard a timid voice behind me calling out, "Hannah."

Looking frail, Rosalie walked over with scars on her face, attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing her, Jeffrey immediately greeted her with pity. "What happened? How did you become like this? Who hurt you?"

Before Rosalie could answer, Jeffrey immediately turned around and glared at me, "Hannah, you really like playing dirty, don't you?"

I was about to explain, but Rosalie interjected, "It's nothing serious. I accidentally bumped into something on my way here. Today is Hannah's birthday. Although she has never liked me, I still wanted to wish her a happy birthday."

Hearing this, Jeffrey shot me a disdainful look. "Hannah, if only you were as compassionate as her..."

Before Jeffrey could finish his sentence, Rosalie gently pulled his arm. "Don't be upset, Jeffrey. I believe that Hannah will eventually let go of her grudge against me."

Jeffrey pitied Rosalie even more. He escorted her, saying, "Let's go see a doctor together. We shouldn't ignore any injuries."

As they left, Jeffrey gave me a cold, threatening glare. "Hannah, keep yourself in check! If you bully Rosalie again, I can't guarantee that our engagement will go smoothly." He then took Rosalie away.

The birthday party officially kicked off in the evening, but Rosalie and Jeffrey were nowhere to be seen.

It was not until the party was nearly over, with only the younger guests chatting and some business folks networking, that Rosalie and Jeffrey finally arrived.

Rosalie had her outfit changed. Her face was flushed, and her lips were slightly swollen. Jeffrey appeared smug with faint red marks visible through the opening of his shirt. Everyone could immediately tell what had transpired between the two of them. Their mischievous gazes were directed at me. Only a few of my close friends shook their heads but stayed quiet.

If it were in my previous life, I would have hurried over and slapped Rosalie. Now, I just picked up a cup of coffee from the table and sipped it calmly.

Jeffrey cautiously shielded Rosalie behind him, anticipating my reaction. However, he became annoyed when I paid them no attention.

Rosalie pulled Jeffrey over and kissed him as if no one else were around. Jeffrey did not resist and let her sit on his lap. Their behavior was no concern of mine, even though they seemed determined to degrade themselves.

However, my best friend, Julia Lewis, could not bear it any longer. She pulled Jeffrey and Rosalie apart. "Rosalie, Jeffrey is about to become Hannah's fiance. Do you have no shame?"

Before Rosalie could refute, Jeffrey shouted. "Julia? I recall several Lewis family projects receiving investments from the Zachary family. On what grounds do you speak? Let me remind you, Hannah hasn't said anything. Who are you to lecture me?"

"Jeffrey, watch your tone." Julia treated me sincerely. I would never allow Jeffrey to disrespect Julia. "Mr. Zachary Sr. hasn't retired yet. Are you so certain I chose you and you'll get that 20% stake?"

Upon hearing Julia's words, Jeffrey paused briefly before bursting into laughter. "Are you saying this out of spite? Everyone in this circle knows that you're in love with me and won't marry anyone else."

Then, as if remembering something, Jeffrey continued, "Whatever the reason is, Hannah, I hope you can forget the ancient hatreds. No matter how much you care about it, your mother won't come back alive, so everyone should get along. Rosalie is innocent."

'Innocent?' I thought, stifling a laugh.

When my mother was pregnant, Rosalie's mother came over with Rosalie and made a fuss. Rosalie's mother insisted that my father was forced to abandon her and aggressively accused my mother of being the mistress. As they argued, my mother was thrown down the stairs, and two lives were lost. Later, I found out that Rosalie was not my father's illegitimate daughter at all. She was instead the child of my uncle, who died early. Her mother was revealed to be a hostess, not the woman she claimed to be.

'Innocent? My mother and unborn sister are also innocent.' I fell into deep thought as I recalled the past.

Jeffrey thought I agreed with him and cheerfully remarked, "By the way, it's your birthday today."

He untied his tie and tossed it to me, saying, "Here, this is for you."

Rosalie immediately said, "Jeffrey, do you think Hannah will like it? She won't blame me for taking her original gift, will she?" She then adjusted her collar, revealing a necklace around her neck.

Jeffrey reassured her, "Don't worry. Hannah only appreciates items I've handled. And what do you mean by 'original gift'? If I have given it to you, it's yours."

The two of them chuckled mischievously.

The tie hit my face hard—it felt as if I was slapped. I found it meaningless.

In my previous life, I cherished items that Jeffrey had used. The pinky ring he wore when we first met, the tie he wore when we got married, and the watch he wore at the successor press conference. I asked for them one by one and put them in an exquisite box as treasures and evidence of our relationship.

Jeffrey mocked me, saying that these were junk that would be thrown away after being worn once, and I was the only one who treasured them. Things were precious because of the emotions we attached to them. He did not love me, so he did not understand that.

I sighed, picked up the tie that had fallen from me, and threw it into the trash can next to me. "Trash should go in the trash can."

Jeffrey was furious. "Okay, okay, okay. Hannah, just wait for our wedding to be postponed!"

In the evening, Rosalie and I returned home together. She wore a smug expression. "Hannah, so what if you can marry Jeffrey? You can get him, but not his heart. Oh, perhaps he doesn't even let you touch him."

Without Jeffrey around, she finally stopped pretending to be innocent. "I can kill your mother and steal your beloved Jeffrey. Hannah, just wait and see. Everything that belongs to you will eventually be mine!"

Rosalie thought she could provoke me, but I just glanced briefly at her. "I'm waiting for your show," I remarked casually before entering the house without another word.

Later, Grandpa informed me that Matthew needed time to consider about the engagement.

Jeffrey might have almost forgotten that he had a cousin named Matthew. Hector had a daughter who gave up her inheritance rights and became a police officer after falling in love with a policeman. Later, both of them died in battle on a mission, leaving only one son behind. Hector and his daughter had argued over her marriage. After his daughter's death, Hector was filled with remorse. However, Matthew grew up alone since childhood and rarely returned to Zachary Residence.

Upon my suggestion, Hector felt a sense of obligation towards Matthew. Even if Matthew did not marry me, Hector intended to leave him a portion of his estate.

Jeffrey was determined to seize control of the Zachary Group, unaware of the impossibility of his ambition. I was looking forward to seeing how Jeffrey would be doing in this life.

On my grandfather's 80th birthday, esteemed guests from our social circle gathered for the celebration.

To ensure the party proceeded smoothly, I called Grandpa's doctor to asked for his physical condition.

Upon spotting me, Rosalie made a beeline towards me.

Jeffrey had taken Rosalie on a spree to various luxury stores, evident from her glamorous social media posts showcasing their intimacy.

Approaching me with a smile, Rosalie exclaimed, "Hannah, Jeffrey is so thoughtful. He treated me to a shopping spree at luxury boutiques. Not only that, but he also personally took my measurements and promised to have a gown custom-made for me."

Seeing that I ignored her, she added, "Jeffrey also said that I shouldn't be a stranger with him after you two get married. We're all family—It's only natural for us to help each other."

My conversation with the doctor was frequently interrupted. I turned around to ask her to get lost. However, I paused when I saw the brooch on her chest.

The brooch was a birthday gift from my parents when I was a child. My parents loved each other very much. My mother designed the brooch herself, and my father found the best craftsman to make it. It represents their wish for me to have a happy life.

After my mother's tragic passing and my father's subsequent withdrawal from the world, I never received another birthday gift from them. The brooch was a unique and precious reminder of their love. Even I was reluctant to wear it.

I grabbed Rosalie by the collar, pushed her into a corner, and demanded, "Where did you get this brooch?"

Rosalie suddenly sobbed, "Hannah, although you've always resented me, I've always considered you as my cousin. Jeffrey bought me a few clothes out of pity for me. Even if you're upset, you shouldn't attack me!"

Unconvinced, I persisted harshly, "Tell me where you got the brooch. Who gave it to you?"

Rosalie only stared at me with shock in her eyes. Disgusted, I tried to grab it, but my wrist was firmly held by another pair of hands.

An icy voice rang behind me. "Hannah, what are you doing? Planning to strike someone in broad daylight?"