Rebirth: Top Star Actress

Serenity Villas.

Emily Johnson came home holding a stack of property transfer documents.

Before she could knock, her eldest sister Bianca Johnson's voice came from inside.

"Mom, my old illness has relapsed again. I'm so scared that one day I'll fall asleep and never wake up. I can't bear to leave my children and husband, and I can't bear to leave my brothers, you and Dad, and my sister..."

Bianca lay pale against the bed, her hand trembling as she clutched Cleo Davis Johnson's hand.

Cleo's elegant face was full of heartache.

She gently patted Bianca's hand, "Don't worry, isn't your sister still here?"

"But will she be willing?" Bianca hesitated. "What if the brothers find out..."

"She has no right to refuse. If it weren't for the cord blood back then, she wouldn't even have had the right to be born. We brought her back for your health!"

Cleo comforted her, her eyes brooking no argument. "Your brothers agree with this, too. She has heart disease and won't live long anyway, so we might as well make full use of her."

Make full use of her!

Emily felt her blood run cold.

So the family love she thought she had was nothing but exploitation from start to finish.

Before she turned twelve, she was a street beggar, found by them while rummaging through trash cans.

Her ragged, dirty clothes clashed with the Johnson family's grand villa. She felt inferior and sensitive, but that one sentence—"We never gave up looking for you"—made her, who already longed for family, give everything to them without reservation.

So she worked hard for this family, for everyone in it, willing to give her all even if it meant losing everything.

When the Johnson family business ran into trouble, she stayed up night after night making plans to solve the crisis, developing heart disease from exhaustion without a moment's rest.

When her eldest brother, Aiden Johnson, was trapped and nearly killed, she risked her safety and agreed to their enemy's terms to successfully rescue him.

She hacked into the trolls' backend overnight to save her second brother, Chase Johnson, 's reputation in the entertainment industry.

She tested drugs on herself to save her poisoned father, Eli Johnson's life.

She climbed cliffs to pick rare herbs to improve her mother Cleo's health.

And for her third brother, Hayden Johnson, and fourth brother, Finn Johnson, Emily had also exhausted herself, ending up covered in wounds.

As for Bianca, because she was in poor health, whenever she felt wronged, Emily was always the one at fault. Whatever Bianca wanted, even Emily's most precious things, had to be handed over.

She had saved Bianca with her own cord blood, and even her boyfriend James Smith had been fooled by Bianca's pitiful act, but she endured the pain and let it go, considering Bianca's weak body.

But what did she get in return?

Just her own foolish joke.

Before she could react, the inheritance gift agreements in her hands scattered on the floor. She crouched down in pain to pick them up.

"Who's there?"

Hearing the noise, Cleo got up to check.

Emily didn't want Cleo to see these agreements at all.

Her inheritance—she'd rather donate it than give it to them.

Because they didn't deserve it!

As she reached to pick them up, Cleo came out and stepped right on the back of her hand.

It hurt!

But not as much as her heart.

"Emily, how dare you eavesdrop? What is this!" Cleo frowned at the documents on the floor. "What is this?"

Even with her hand bleeding under Cleo's foot, all that awaited her was endless accusations.

Emily had already realized her mother didn't love her.

Yet it still broke her heart.

The family she thought she had only saw her as an endless resource to be used.

She had felt unwell before, but every test result her mother brought back had only one conclusion.

She was overthinking it.

Until she truly realized how serious her condition was, all she got was the doctor shaking his head: "If you had received treatment earlier, we could have done a bypass. You could have lived several more years."

She thought they had missed it last time, that it was an oversight.

The truth was that her mother had deliberately hidden it to transplant her bone marrow to Bianca.

The moment Cleo lifted her foot, Emily ignored the pain in her hand and instinctively clutched the documents to her chest.

But this action aroused Cleo's suspicion.

"What is it that makes you protect it like this? Are you stealing important documents from your father's study?" Cleo's twisted expression looked at her not like a daughter, but like an enemy.

She didn't notice Emily's pale face at all.

Emily bit her lip, enduring the pain. "No, Mother, you can check the surveillance!"

Without waiting for Cleo's response, she turned and quickly ran downstairs.

"If it's nothing, why are you running? If you overheard our conversation, you should know even more that if it weren't for your sister being sick and you still having some use, you'd already be a wandering ghost. You don't have many days left anyway, so giving your sister a bone marrow transplant—isn't that what you should do?"

Cleo chased after her, shouting.

If she could choose.

She'd rather have no family.

Emily smiled bitterly.

In her daze, she stumbled and missed a step, rolling down the stairs.

"Ah..."

Cleo was startled and hurried down, muttering, "How can you be so careless! Are you hurt and bleeding? If you bleed out, how can we do the bone marrow transplant..."

Hearing those bone-chilling words, her heart trembled.

Her birth was never blessed.

Perhaps she really shouldn't exist in this world.

Emily coughed up blood, staining the scattered documents red.

Her heart ached with suffocating pain, her limbs felt broken, and every joint in her body hurt.

Her consciousness was fading.

She knew she wouldn't survive.

That was fine!

Dead, she wouldn't have to face these hypocritical, heartless relatives.

But even in death, she didn't want to die in this heartless place.

So as not to dirty her path to reincarnation.

With that thought, she dragged her broken, twisted limbs, crawling step by step toward the villa's exit, leaving a trail of blood.

"Child, why are you so stubborn? Even if you're going to die, why not think about saving your sister first? Consider it doing good for yourself..."

Emily closed her eyes in despair.

Heavy rain poured down, washing the blood and dirt from her body.

As if clearing a clean path to reincarnation for her.

"Emily, hurry up and apologize to your sister. If you hadn't conspired with outsiders to bully her, would her old illness have relapsed? How can you even sleep at night?"

Emily was awakened by an angry shout.

Her arm was pulled roughly, painfully.

Emily frowned and opened her eyes to meet her father's furious gaze, Aiden and Hayden's disapproving looks, and the disappointment in her mother's eyes.

She instinctively covered her heart.

The heart disease was gone?

Her eyes swept around the room.

The storage room filled with Bianca's canvases—this was the room she lived in until she turned eighteen.

Had she been reborn?