The Billionaires Unwanted Bride

“Act so pure, yet youre already in my grasp.”

“Get that camera closer! The patron wants a clear view of her face!”

“Here comes the beauty... ”

The greasy, repulsive voice echoed as Zenias head throbbed with a heavy fog. She opened her eyes to meet a pair of lecherous, turbid eyes and a pockmarked, fat face of a man in his forties or fifties, whose obese body was about to press down on her.

In an instant, Zenias gaze turned icy. She grabbed the mans wrist that reached for her and snapped it with a forceful twist, followed by the crisp sound of breaking bones and the mans pig-like screams echoing throughout the room.

From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a group of photographers huddled by the bedside, armed with long lenses.

Where was she? How did she end up here?

“You little bitch, dare to hit me? You lot, grab her!” The man with the dislocated wrist, swollen like a steamed bun, cursed through gritted teeth.

The others rushed forward.

Zenia let out a cold laugh. As an ace assassin known as the Grim Reaper in the ancient martial world, she was not to be trifled with by these mere minions.

She gracefully rose, cracking her knuckles and the joints of her limbs, producing an eerie sound that sent shivers down the spines of those around her.

As they charged at her, she executed a swift, spinning kick, sending the one in the lead flying backward two meters and crashing to the ground, coughing up blood.

She sidestepped and grabbed anothers incoming punch, effortlessly flipping the burly man and tossing him aside with a twist of her delicate hand!

More rushed in, only to be met with Zenia either breaking their bones or kicking them away, leaving a cacophony of wails and screams in her wake.

“You! This... this cant be... ”

The man who had intended to force himself on her stared in horror, his face quivering with pain and fear.

Wasnt she supposed to be a pushover, as the patron had said? She was a devil in disguise!

Zenia glanced coldly at the chaos in the room, rubbing her temples as she picked up a fruit knife from the table and approached the man lying on the ground, her eyes bloodthirsty and cold.

The man, paralyzed with fear, had never seen such a terrifying gaze!

Just as the cold, sharp blade was about to pierce his finger, he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, sweat pouring down, “Grandmother, it was Dustin Du who sent us. We were just following orders!”

Dustin Du?

Zenia frowned, a jolt of pain shooting through her foggy head as unfamiliar memories flooded her mind, playing like a lantern show.

She had been reborn, into the body of a scandal-ridden showgirl who also went by Zenia, betrayed by her boyfriend Dustin Du and her best friend Lacy Lin. They had conspired to knock her out and send her to the bed of an old man to ruin her completely.

Ha.

Zenia, holding the fruit knife, idly slapped the fat mans flabby face.

His face jiggled with each slap, his soul nearly shattered by fear.

“Want to live? Call Dustin Du here,” she said with slightly parted red lips and upturned fox eyes that were both enchanting and cold, “And do to him everything you planned for me.”

Make them assault a man?

The man was stunned, but when the sharp tip of the knife pierced his skin, bringing a sharp pain, he nodded vigorously, “Yes, yes, Ill do it right away!”

“Very well.” Zenia stepped back, watching as the blood-drained man coughed violently, sliding down the wall, his hand trembling as he made a call.

“If you mess this up, all of you will die.” She smirked, like a bloodthirsty demon.

“Yes, yes!”

The group, terrified out of their wits, bowed and scraped like minions.

Leaving them with that threat, Zenia turned gracefully and strode into the bathroom.

The cold mirror reflected her equally pale face.

The woman in the mirror had a face as white and smooth as jade, upturned peach blossom eyes that were both captivating and pure, a high nose bridge, and orange-pink petal lips that were incredibly sensual.

This face perfectly blended the contradictory terms of seductive charm and pure etherealness.

With a slender and graceful figure, she was a rare beauty.

Zenia was quite satisfied with this body.

Soon, footsteps and commotion echoed outside the room.

The sounds of men screaming, cursing, and wailing continued.

Zenia, seated on the toilet lid with her long legs casually crossed, flipped through her phone out of boredom.

The original owner, being a third-tier star, had only a pitiful amount of money in the bank, a few hundred at most.

After going through the original owners social information, Zenia identified several key points.

The original owner was very poor, exploited by Dustin Dus entertainment company under an unequal contract, leaving her with little earnings over the years, most of which went into the companys pockets.

After using up the original owners remaining value, Dustin Du was now funneling all the companys resources into promoting Lacy Lin. They wanted to push the original owner into an abyss because she had discovered their affair.

Having organized this information, Zenia closed her phone.

Since she had been reborn into the original owners body, she would live for her and avenge her.

Only after confirming that Dustin Du had been thrown out of the hotel and obtaining the video of his humiliation did Zenia leave the hotel, copying the footage to her phone.

What she needed to do now, aside from revenge, was to make money.

Accustomed to a life of luxury in her previous life, she was not willing to suffer.

With just a few hundred dollars, she couldnt even afford a meal.

In her past life, after her reputation as a venomous snake spread, those who wanted to hire her were willing to pay exorbitant prices, with bidders once offering hundreds of millions of dollars.

Now, she needed to find a quick way to make money.

Zenia walked out of the hotel and saw a headline news on her phone.

The wealthy Fu family in Capital City, with the matriarch critically ill, urgently sought a doctor with a reward of thirty million.

Zenia raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips.

She used the little money she had left to take a taxi to the Fu familys villa.

——

At that moment, inside the Fu familys castle-like villa.

“Just who do you think you are? Do you think the Fu familys villa is a marketplace for any Tom, Dick, or Harry?”

“If Im not mistaken, youre a notorious third-tier star in the entertainment industry, right? Why would you, a star, dare to come and act as a doctor?

Do you even understand what medical skills are?

Looking at your resume, you didnt even graduate from college, did you? Where do you get the audacity to come to our home?”

“The butler, what are you waiting for? Throw her out immediately!”

In the Fu familys villa, a woman dressed in a high-end white tailored dress sat on a leather sofa. Her delicate, cold face was perfectly made up, and every move exuded an air of nobility and arrogance. The expression on her face as she looked at Zenia was clearly filled with arrogance, contempt, and disdain.

“Yes.”

As the butler was about to approach Zenia, she looked coldly at the ailing matriarch lying in the bed, “Stagnant qi and blood, arrhythmia, the stagnation has worsened and spread to the abdomen, the left atrium, and the right ventricle.”

Her words shocked everyone present.

Several military doctors looked at each other, and the woman