Reborn: The Tyrant's Obsession

The calendar reflected a date that was unforgettable to Ella... both in life and in death.

25th December.

Ella’s face blanched and she stumbled a few steps back.

At this moment, a crowd stormed inside the room and voices mingled around everywhere.

’’Prepare for the funeral.’’

’’We should take him to the main mansion."

’’No, he shouldn’t step in there! Our ancestors would never rest in peace!"

Ella pressed her palms on her ears.

"Elle, get up!"

Ella’s chest rose and her eyes snapped open.

She stared at the ceiling, eyes wide. Warm tears rolled down her cheeks.