Being brutally murdered by my own parents wasn't really that much of a nice experience. I close my eyes as a last, lonely tear slid down my damp cheeks. At last, I'm finally free... *** "You wicked villainess!" What...? Villainess? Ugh, it's so noisy here...My head hurts. I opened her eyes to see a grand ballroom...
Dying to save a drowning girl was not what Adira Velda, a professional assassin, expected. '𝘐'𝘮 so damn 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥...!' And being transmigrated into the body of a stereotypical spoiled rotten villainess was definitely not what she was looking forward to. '𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵!' Given another chance...