Part 2My Adorable Two-Faced Boyfriend

Jason Sullivan stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the banquet hall, staring at me intently.

Behind him was the shy and delicate Rachel.

It seems they had just returned.

Jason probably didn't expect that I wouldn't wait for him and would directly choose Liam, whom he looked down upon the most, for the opening dance.

I had returned to this life yesterday, and the moment I regained my new life, I vowed that this time I must live for myself.

I am no longer anyone's second choice, nor will I be anyone's appendage.

Ignoring Jason's murderous gaze, I continued to "gaze lovingly" at Liam.

"Liam, if you ever need help in the future, you can come to me. Your big sister will take care of you," I said sincerely.

Liam was not favored in the family due to his mother's humble background.

Just for what he did for me before I died in my previous life, I will repay him well in this life.

"Thank you, Amelia..." Liam's eyes misted over, his voice seemingly tinged with bitterness.

As the song ended, Liam retreated to the corner.

The guests paired up and successively entered the dance floor.

While I exchanged pleasantries with the guests, I walked towards the buffet table and got myself a glass of juice.

"What do you mean by this?" A voice laced with barely concealed anger sounded from behind me.

I turned around to face Jason, whose face was frosty.

I calmly took a sip of the sweet and sour orange juice and asked in return:

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you ask me to be your dance partner?" Jason tugged at the bow tie around his neck, accusing me first:

"Are you playing games with me?"

I couldn't help but smile. How novel, the Jason of my previous life would never take the initiative to talk to me.

Let alone use this complaining tone to question me.

I retorted:

"If I remember correctly, I only asked you one-sidedly if you wanted to be my dance partner. And Mr. Sullivan didn't agree to me, and when it came time for the opening dance, Mr. Sullivan was nowhere to be found. Did I have to dig three feet into the ground to find you before the party could continue?"

He stared at me as if he didn't recognize me, surprised by my sarcastic tone.

I used to never speak to him like this, and I had always called him "Jason" since we were young.

This "Mr. Sullivan" sounded cold and distant, as if we were mere acquaintances.

Taking advantage of his stunned silence, I added another sentence:

"How old are you? Don't you even understand this basic etiquette? Today is my birthday, don't ruin my mood."

I left with these words, not looking back.

As I turned away, a playful male voice echoed in my mind:

"Congratulations, host! You have successfully humiliated the male lead, the system rewards you with 100 humiliation points. Collect 100,000 points to obtain the resurrection armor. Good luck!"

Ah, yes, not only have I been reborn, but I've also been bound to a humiliation system.

The system said that I had already passed away, but due to my strong desire, it gave me a chance to revive.

But this doesn't mean I've truly come back to life.

I need to humiliate those who hurt me in my previous life, gain 100,000 humiliation points, to truly revive.

And the time left for me is not much, I need to complete the task before the time of my death in my previous life.

In my previous life, I died at the age of 24 at the hands of kidnappers.

I have 7 years left, I must change my fate!

In my previous life, I was solely focused on marrying Jason, only thinking about being the Sullivan family's daughter-in-law after graduation.

I sneer at my past self.

Rather than supporting his lofty ambitions, it's better to earn my own fortune.

After my rebirth, my goals are clear. Besides ensuring my own survival,

I also need to take over the family business, absolutely not letting the empire built by my birth mother and father fall into others' hands.

My father and my birth mother had an arranged marriage, a powerful alliance that multiplied the scale of the Wright family's business several times over.

Unfortunately, my father was an unfaithful man.

Shortly after my mother became pregnant with me, he rekindled an affair with his first love, resulting in a secret pregnancy.

This first love was Rachel's mother.

A year ago, my mother passed away due to illness, and she brought Rachel to our home, suddenly becoming the new mistress of the Wright family.

My father, out of respect for my mother's family, didn't dare mistreat me.

However, his heart had long since strayed.

After returning to school, I began to work hard.

To improve my grades quickly, I hired top university graduates as tutors at a high price.

I also attended numerous prep classes, dedicating all my time outside of basic necessities to studying.

During lunch break, I was in the classroom eating lunch prepared at home while silently reciting chemical formulas.

Two girls who were usually quite friendly with me came over.

One of them, named "Megan Parker," showed me her phone.

I glanced at it disinterestedly.

The video was shot on the rooftop of the teaching building.

From the angle, it was clearly taken secretly.

A boy and a girl were sitting in the shaded area of the rooftop, eating boxed lunches together—