Chapter 2

As soon as I stepped out of the study, I saw Charles Cameron.

He was sitting in the middle of the crowd, decked out in a designer suit, but his eyes kept drifting towards the door.

When his friends saw me, one of them nudged him hard. "Here comes your groupie... Oops, I mean, your fan."

Charles gave me a dismissive glance. "What are you doing here?" he said, sounding disappointed.

In my past life, I would've rushed over and tried to smooth things over with him.

But the image of that truck slamming into me was still fresh in my mind, so I just replied coldly, "It's my birthday party. Why wouldn't I be here?"

Charles instantly flew off the handle when he heard how icy I sounded. "Violet Macleod, what's your deal? Looking for a fight? I took time out of my schedule to come to your party, and this is how you act? Just because you ran to your grandpa doesn't mean we're getting married."

One of his friends chimed in, "Violet, what's your problem? Apologize to Charles! If you hadn't shamelessly pestered Charles every day, he wouldn't have bothered with you."

I was speechless. "If you're not happy at my party, feel free to leave. And as for my wedding plans, they'll be announced at my grandpa's 80th birthday party next month. It's none of your business, so don't bother asking."

Although I intended to marry Arthur Cameron, I had not yet asked him. Though in my previous life... I couldn't be so hasty as to announce it here now.

"Wedding plans?" One guest perked up. "Sounds like their grandfathers are finally ready to step down. We'll finally know who's taking over the Cameron Group."

My grandfather, Harvey Macleod, and Frankie Cameron, Charles' grandfather, had been best friends their whole lives and should have retired ages ago.

Since I was the only daughter in the Macleod family, they'd made a deal that whoever I married would get a 20% share of the Cameron Group from Frankie.

In my previous life, with the 15% Charles already owned, marrying me made him the boss of the Cameron Group.

Things were about to change big time for the Cameron Group.

His friends started cheering. "Charles, you're gonna be the top dog!"

Charles looked proud. "Violet, just because I'm marrying you doesn't mean you've won. I can't stand how smug you look.

"I learned my lesson from last time. I'll marry you, but there's no way I'll become a part of your family. Before we marry, you'd better give your poor sister a good job."

I was about to tell him it had nothing to do with him when I realized that he'd been reborn, too.

In my previous life, it was a servant of the Cameron family who tipped me off about his affair with Eliza. And now, he was still up to the same tricks.

I was about to kick him out when I heard a timid voice behind me. "Violet?"

Eliza Macleod came over, looking weak, with bruises all over her face. Everyone started whispering.

Charles rushed to her, looking heartbroken. "What happened? Who did this to you?"

Before Eliza could answer, Charles turned around and glared at me. "Violet, how dare you play these dirty tricks again?"

I tried to explain, but Eliza interrupted me, "It's nothing serious. I just tripped on the way here. Today's Violet's birthday. Even though she's never liked me, I still wanted to wish her well."

Charles shot me a look of disgust. "Violet, you could never be as kind as she is."

Eliza grabbed Charles' arm. "Don't be mad, Charles. I'm sure one day Violet will forgive me."

Charles wrapped his arm around her protectively. "Let's go see a doctor right away. I don't want you getting hurt worse."

As they walked away, he shot me a warning look. "Violet, keep your hands off Eliza. If you mess with her again, our engagement party will not happen on time."

With that, he dragged Eliza away.