Marshall smiled faintly. "When you understand what it means to see the bigger picture, you'll know that true growth is learning to despise someone without making

a scene...."

Noticing the police officers nearby, Marshall didn't say more.

"I'm going to find your father first." Marshall drove off.

Maxwell was led into the police car.

Watching from a distance were Joanna and Julian Griffith.

A murderous glint flickered in Joanna's eyes. In her dreams, Marshall would have

been dead by now, killed by her own hand.

Why was Marshall still alive?!

Could it be that past lives were real?

If they were, then everything in her dreams had actually happened before.

Her beautiful eyes turned icy. She sat gracefully in the passenger seat. Over the last few days, she had transformed into something new, radiating a magnetic blend of icy pride and lethal allure that demanded the room's attention.

Julian Griffith glanced at her, admiring her radiant appearance. Joanna's charisma had grown stronger lately.

"Joanna, we're heading to Maxwell's father's company now."

Joanna gave a faint nod. "Okay."

If everything in her dreams was true, then Julian had also betrayed her, and she had forced him to take his own life in front of Natalie's memorial.

What had made him betray her?!

If the dreams were real, why weren't events unfolding as they had before?

Originally, she had acquired the entire Spencer family fortune. With their backing and Sebastian's adoration, she had navigated the business world with ease, becoming a titan of industry.

She remembered a scene from her dreams: she had stolen Natalie's life and emerged as the ultimate victor.

She had taken Natalie's original designs, framing Natalie as a plagiarist and leaving

a permanent stain on her reputation.

Yet, Sebastian had continued to love and dote on her.

But then, one day, Sebastian discovered the truth. He found out about Maxwell, found out it was Natalie who had saved him and

immediately withdrew all his

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affection, turning his love to Natalie instead. sŵnovels

She remembered Natalie getting pregnant. To protect her, Sebastian had hidden her away, not letting anyone get near her.

But by then, it was too late. She and Julian had already infiltrated his company from the inside.

And how did Sebastian die?

Her dreams were a chaotic mess; she was piecing the truth together bit by bit.

She also remembered Natalie being pushed down the stairs by Maxwell Griffith, killing them both.

Joanna's gaze turned to flint. The visions were too vivid to be mere dreams—they felt like bleeding remnants of a life she had already lived.

And the man beside her...

Joanna didn't dare to think too deeply. They were in love.

With the guidance of these dreams, she was certain she could still become a corporate queen.

Joanna smiled confidently. No matter who Natalie was, in this life, she would be nothing but someone to be trampled underfoot.

Even without Sebastian's help, she could succeed.

Soon, they arrived at Yves Spencer's company building.

Joanna and Julian quickly got out of the car and went straight to Yves's office.

Yves, unaware of what his son had done, was in his office preparing for a morning meeting.

Seeing Joanna and "Sebastian," he was slightly surprised, but then greeted them with a smile. "Ms. Scott, Mr. Griffith, what brings you here so suddenly?"

Yves assumed Joanna was there to deliver a new partnership deal. They had collaborated many times before, and Joanna öfter delivered the contracts in person.

Joanna smiled serenely. "Of course, we came to enjoy the spectacle at Mr. Spencer's expense."

The smile on Yves's face vanished

instantly. Ms. Scott, what do you mean by that? It's early in the morning so dont joke around. What spectacle could I possibly provide for you?"