The night is drawing to a close

Summary

When the death certificate for my daughter’s ward came, I didn’t even glance at it. I just told the funeral home to take the body and cremate it.

Because I’ve been reborn.

In my past life, as the richest woman in New York, I raised three wards for my daughter. They were hand-picked to be her future husband.

My daughter, Flora, chose the most promising one, Julian Thorne. But he fell off a cliff and died the day before their wedding.

Three days later, I rushed back from overseas to find our f