The Orphaned Girl Rises! I’ll Raise My Enemy’s Son into a Loyal Hound

I died on my wedding night. The messages between my husband and my cousin burned into my eyes:

“Once that orphan dies, the demolition payout and the house will be ours.”

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to 1978.

My ten-year-old body held the soul of someone seeking revenge.

This time, I'll not only take everything back, I'll grind my enemies into the dirt!