Reborn to Expose the Billionaire's Fake HeiressChapter 1
I was born with a natural colostrum scent. Any baby brought near me stops crying.
The owner of a postpartum care center was so amazed she offered me fifty thousand a month on the spot.
I refused and crossed the ocean to study the hardest discipline there is—finance.
Because in my last life, I'd entered the richest family in Grandborough as their top-rated maternity nanny, hired to care for the tycoon's only daughter and her newborn.
At the baby's one-month celebration, a piece of women's underwear reeking of scent suddenly fell from the tycoon's live-in son-in-law's arms.
Confronted, that bastard swore I'd thrown myself at him, been rejected, and planted my own underwear on him to frame him.
I explained desperately. But the scent on the underwear was identical to mine, and the tycoon's daughter had me dragged out and set the dog on me until I was dead.
My parents came to the Walker estate demanding justice. They were butchered and fed to the fish.
When I opened my eyes again, I forced myself to refuse the fifty-thousand-a-month salary, crossed the ocean, and ground myself into a chief securities analyst.