From Weakling to Queen: A Transformation Story

"Bella Harrington, who do you think you are to be compared with me?"

Karen raised her hand and slapped me in the face.

Suddenly, I suffered pain, and the blood seeped out from the corners of my mouth.

Five years ago, the Vanderbilt Group was in crisis and faced bankruptcy. As Nicholas was in a state of panic, Karen decided to go abroad to pursue her dreams.

Their relationship fell apart after many years. Then, I took advantage of the opportunity and took her place, and I remain in her place until today.

I wiped the corner of my mouth with my fingertips, looked at the blood on my hands, and couldn't help but sneer.

No one could make me suffer except him.

"Don't do it."

A deep and resonant voice sounded from behind me as he firmly grasped my wrist.

I turned my head mechanically, looked into his eyes, and said word by word, "She was the first to do it."

"Who made you such a slut? Are you worthy of me for stealing my man?"

Karen fiddled with her long hair, a smug smile on her face.

At this moment, she was wearing delicate makeup, and her flaming red lips seemed to arouse people's attention.

She was wearing a light-pink dress, which showed off her curvy figure and slim waist.

What a charming beauty! She had such a beautiful face, so no wonder Nicholas could not forget her.

I glanced at him and mocked her, "How noble are you? You abandoned him in the past, and now do you want to be with him?"

With shamelessness, one could be invincible. I must have learned a lesson today.

Hearing that, Nicholas was furious and said with impatience, "Bella, you go back first."

He sat at the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

I was stunned.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

The wine glass fell to the ground with a bang, and his eyes were sharp.

Damn it!

I clenched my fist, suddenly feeling a taste of blood spreading in my mouth.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

I had to endure!

I couldn't leave him yet, and I couldn't go away.

There were only seven days left before the five-year deadline. How could I fail at this moment?