Exiled heiress Sloane wakes in a novel with a gift: she hears every whispered plot. Rescued by Grant, a rigid CEO, she uses her past-life mastery of restoration to reclaim her name and expose the Mercer family's lies. But can she outscheme the enemies who cast her out?
Fine, you look... not bad. Thank you, Kai. Coming from you, I'll take that as a compliment. Don't flatter yourself. I was just being polite. Dad, I need to go back to the Mercer house tomorrow afternoon.
My restoration notes and design sketches are locked in my old room. I need to get them Take back whatever belongs to you, sweetheart. heart kai you're driving sloan tomorrow make sure nobody touches a hair on her head dad no way i'm trying to stay low-key at school if i show up in my sports car my cover is totally blown besides
i stayed up late studying game strategies i'm too tired to drive cut the crap kai you sit on me all day like a rock and studying strategies you were watching bikini live streams until five in the morning then you panicked at sunrise and scrubbed me in the sink until my seams almost broke it was It was torture.
A pro gamer by day, a closet sink scrubbing his own boxers by night. Hilarious. You really should get some rest, Kai.
After all, watching Bikini live steers until five in the morning and then waking up at dawn to frantically scrub your underwear in the sink,
that must be exhausting. What? How do you know that? Were you spying on me?
Why would I spy on you? Your boxers told me ourselves. They said while having energy is great, panic scrubbing really ruins the fabric.
Stop! Shut up! Fine! I'm driving tomorrow at 2. Just stop talking about my laundry.
Immature brat. Zero discipline. I'm done! Going to bed! Hey, say something. Did you really rat me out? Wait, what am I doing? Did I actually start believing her crazy crap about talking
I must be completely insane.