Lin Shishi is nothing like the gentle, obedient girl her father’s choice of name wished her to be. Her life has never been a script written by someone else, and she is no doll for others to dress up. Even if the road ahead is rough and strewn with obstacles, she will forge her way through.
When her father personally hands the scepter representing the family’s future to her “cousin” Lin Rui at a board meeting, he collapses. For Lin Rui and the uncles, it is an opportunity they consider rightfully theirs. For Lin Shishi, it is the signal to draw her sword. A report exposing flaws in the supply chain, enough to ruin Lin Rui for good, is the edge she has spent years honing in secret. Her handpicked girl group, Starflame, is the sharpest blade she has forged. Overnight, they take control of the Lin family’s core lifelines.
In the dim light of a quiet bar, Jiang Feng, who has been losing himself in order to pay for his younger sister’s treatment, kneads away the tension in her shoulders and neck with callused fingers and burning warmth. Then, just as she lets her guard down, he murmurs, “Big sister, your heart is beating so fast.” Is this secret fluttering of her heart a form of salvation, or a dangerous test on the edge of an abyss?
Shen Zhou, a business magnate, brings a dangerous game, mixing admiration with calculation. She smiles as she sets the contract alight. Her unwavering gaze shines brighter than the flames. “The blood I shed will stain only my own throne.”
Treading over the ruins of patriarchy and encircling wolves, Lin Shishi vows to rebuild all that belongs to her with an iron hand and a cool, calculating mind. From atop her bloodstained throne, she will carve a thorny path for more women who refuse to be bound.
“I live in a tower, and my family fills the garden with pure white roses for me. When I step out of the estate with a sword in my hand, the blood I shed will forge my own brightest rose throne. My comrades and a boundless wilderness will be there to welcome me.”
