My family had an ancestral precept that the next generation of heirs had to be reborn with a beautiful and powerful woman.

In my previous life, I drew Jessie Silvester.

A 168cm tall Bristol lady who was extremely beautiful.

She planted a garden full of roses for me and said the most touching love words to me, making me think I had found a treasure.

It was not until the fifth month after our engagement that she locked me in a dog cage and forced me to watch her making love with someone else.

“You know what? On the day you picked me, Tobias's leg was broken and his parents died in a car accident. You owe him this!”

On the third day, my sister jumped off the building.

On the fifth day, my father was imprisoned for ‘bribery.’

On the seventh day, Jessie attended the press conference arm in arm with Tobias Russell and announced the acquisition of the company.

On the ninth day, I breathed my last.

Before she died, I heard her laughing softly at Tobias. “Don’t be afraid, his family's hundreds of millions of assets will all be yours in the future.”

After living a new life, I drew the most inconspicuous lot, Elliot Peter.

The most famous crazy woman in Bristol circle, she was lame and disfigured. It was rumored that she burned her biological mother to death with her own hands and everyone avoided her.

Later, Jessie, who was once so arrogant, knelt in front of the dog cage where I had been humiliated and kowtowed like a madman.

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A dozen middle-aged men in suits and ties were sitting in front of a luxurious long table.

My father sat in the main seat and smiled at me lovingly, “Moses, make your choice! These uncles are all looking forward to you settling down soon.”

There were a bunch of lots on the table, each representing a young lady from a noble family.

There was only one and it looked like it had never been picked up by anyone.

My eyes fell on the faded stick in the corner. It was Elliot's stick.

Elliot was a crazy woman that everyone in the Bristol circle avoids.

Rumor had it that she burned her biological mother to death with her own hands, her face was disfigured and her left leg was disabled.

The Peter Family refused to even invite the legitimate elders and only sent a concubine uncle to draw lots for him.

But I remembered that in my previous life, I was locked in a dog cage and those once flattering smiling faces turned into indifferent bystanders, smiling and taking pictures for fun.

Only Elliot took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off my face when I was dying.

I reached out and drew the lot without hesitation.

The whole place was dead silent.

My father's face suddenly changed, “Moses! You…."

I said firmly, “I want her.”

My father stared at me intently and finally slumped back into his chair, sighing heavily, “Okay! But if she dares to hurt you in the slightest…."

He did not finish his words, but everyone present understood the weight of his words.

As soon as I walked out the door, I bumped into Jessie and Tobias.

Tobias's eyes were red and his shoulders were shaking slightly, looking like he had suffered a great injustice.

“Mr. Bryant,” he said, his voice choking, “I know you hate me, but the studio is my hard work, why are you destroying it?”

Jessie immediately looked at me with cold eyes as she scolded, “Moses, in order to marry me, you have to do such a vicious thing?”

I glanced at them calmly, “I did not do anything.”

He turned to leave, but she grabbed his wrist. “Apologize and compensate for the damage! Otherwise, don’t even think about letting me enter your Bryant Family's door in this life.”

Tobias hurriedly grabbed her arm and said, “Jessie, don’t be like this. Mr. Bryant, it's all my fault.”

He looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, “If I kneel down for you, will you give me back my studio?”

Jessie became even angrier when she heard this. “Apologize to Tobias. He is in poor health, so give him the nursing home under your name. Also, give him 20 nannies, the best ones. Plus, a dedicated medical team, on call 24 hours a day.”

I shook off Jessie's hand and laughed out loud, “Jessie, do you think too highly of yourself?

“The sign I chose was not yours at all.”

There was a strange flash in Tobias's eyes.

“What did you say?” Jessie's pupils suddenly shrank and then she let out a sarcastic laugh, “Why are you pretending? Aren't you just jealous that I'm nice to Tobias?”

I was too lazy to argue any further and just turned and left.

Thinking that I could finally change my partner in this life and get rid of this lunatic Jessie, I felt a surge of satisfaction in my heart.

The next day, I went to the gallery under my name and wanted to pick out a painting to give to Elliot as a gift.

As I pushed open the gallery door, I froze in place.

The walls were covered with portraits of Tobias. From the high-spirited one to the melancholy one, the other had him lower his brows and the right one when he smiled lazily.

Each one was carefully framed and sparkled under the light.

“Do you like it?” Jessie stroked his face gently, “From now on, I will give you the most special gift every birthday.”

Tobias's ears turned red and he said in a low voice with a smile, “Jessie, you are so good to me, how can I repay you?”

After saying that, he lowered his head slightly and kissed Jessie on her lips.

The two soon became passionately kissing.

I sneered and knocked on the door frame and the two of them separated in panic.

Jessie frowned, “Why are you here?”

“Do I need to report my own property to you?” I felt a tightness in my chest.

In my previous life, it was here that I personally handed over the family property to this woman.

Jessie's lips curled up into a sarcastic smile, “Why are you so angry?”

She sneered, “Moses, haven’t you always been following me since you were a child? What are you playing hard to get now?”

“Stop pretending.” She said with contempt, “You love me so much, how could you really bear to let go?”

“Security,” I said in a cold voice, “Throw all this garbage out, including the people and paintings!”

“Don’t throw them away! These are all given to me by Jessie.” 

Tobias suddenly rushed over and grabbed my hand, but the moment he touched me, he fell onto the coffee table. The glass fragments cut his calf and blood flowed.

“Moses!” Jessie pushed me angrily.

I stumbled into the metal easel, warm liquid running down my cheeks, but I felt no pain.

Jessie picked up the paint bucket and threw it at me as she yelled, “Moses, are you crazy?!”

She supported Tobias and strode away.

I knelt down in the mess and suddenly remembered something before I asked, “Where is my mother's painting of Spring Mountains?”

The staff member pointed to the corner tremblingly. The painting left by my mother before her death was stained beyond recognition by the red paint.

“Mom...” I murmured to myself while holding the painting, tears mixed with blood dripping onto the canvas.

The sound of a wheelchair came from far away.

I looked up and saw a figure sitting at the junction of light and shadow. The silver mask glowed coldly, but it could not hide her slightly trembling eyelashes.

It was Elliot.

“Don’t be sad.” Her eyes fell on my bleeding forehead and then quickly moved away.

“Medicine.” She handed me a tube of ointment. Her fingers were long and clean, but they curled slightly when they met my sight. “Otherwise, it will leave scars.”

I stared blankly at the medicine box in my hand and then I remembered that the Peter Family was the most prestigious medical family in the capital and they almost monopolized the city's Pharmaceutical Industry.

I took it, her fingertips trembled and she quickly retracted it.

“I know you were forced to choose.” Her voice was hoarse and each word was spoken slowly,

“I will cancel the engagement and you don’t have to wrong yourself.”

The wheelchair squeaked as it turned and she turned to leave.

“Wait!” I rushed over to stop her.

She froze and turned her face away in panic.

“I mean it.” I looked her straight in the eye. “You are my choice.”

Her fingers were tightly gripping the armrests of the wheelchair and the tips of her ears were red as blood.

After a long time, she said "um" very softly.

Elliot sent someone to send me a lot of medicinal herbs and nourishing things.

The scar on my forehead has scabbed over. Every time I changed the dressing, I always thought of her red ear tips that day and a warm feeling rose in my heart. 

That day, I walked into the couture store and heard Tobias's sticky voice before I even entered the door.

“Jessie, I like all these suits!”

As he spoke, his fingers casually stroked the cufflinks, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the most expensive ones.

Jessie said in a doting tone, “Buy whatever you like and put it on Moses's account.”

I sneered and pushed the door open.

When Jessie saw me, she did not feel guilty at all. Instead, she raised her chin and said, “You pushed Tobias last time and injured him. This is your apology.”

Tobias suddenly set his eyes at the windbreaker on me, his eyes lit up, “Jessie, I want this one from Mr. Bryant, too.”

The clerk looked embarrassed. “Sorry, this piece is a limited edition. Mr. Bryant reserved it half a year ago.”

Tobias immediately lowered his head and said in a low voice, “Forget it. How can a person of ordinary background like me be worthy of wearing such expensive clothes?”

As he spoke, his fingers unconsciously pressed on his left calf, the place where he had ‘accidentally’ hit it in the gallery last time.

Jessie felt distressed instantly and turned to me and ordered, “Moses, you have so many clothes in your cloakroom, give this one to him.”

I sneered, “Why?”

“Just consider it as compensation.” She lowered her voice, “Last time in the gallery, you pushed him and he was in pain for half a month.”

I was about to retort when Tobias suddenly groaned.

Jessie immediately supported him, “What's wrong? Is it hurting again?”

“It's okay...” He shook his head weakly, but cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Jessie's eyes suddenly turned cold and ordered me, “Moses, give him the clothes.”

I said coldly to the bodyguard at the door, “Please get these two people out.”

But the two bodyguards actually hesitated and advised me, “Mr. Bryant, you will eventually marry Ms. Silvester, so you should just listen to her."

Before I could react, Jessie gave a look and two bodyguards grabbed my arms, pressed me to the cold marble floor!

“Take it off for me!” Jessie's voice came from above my head.

The clerk did not dare to move. Jessie sneered, “He has been pursuing me for so many years. Isn’t it me who has the final say in our future marriage?”

The clerk came forward tremblingly and unbuttoned my windbreaker.

I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white as my clothes were ripped off.

Jessie put the windbreaker on Tobias's shoulders and said gently, “Tobias, you look better in it than him.”

Tobias pursed his lips, “But this is not good... Will Mr. Bryant be angry?”

Jessie suddenly took out her phone and took several photos of me in dishevel. “Moses, if you dare to cause trouble for Tobias, I will let the whole network see what you look like.”

“Jessie.” I stared at her, my voice cold, “You are so disgusting.”

Memories of my past life surged up and her face overlapped with the one before my eyes.

The clerk could not bear it and handed me a coat.

I put on my clothes and slammed the door.

When my father saw how embarrassed I was, he smashed the teacup in anger, “How dare the girl from the Silvester family do this to you?! I'm going to settle the score with the Silvester Family right now!”