Reborn, I Watched Her Hand a Fake Algorithm to Her Spy Lover
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Last time, she chased the “true love” a corporate spy sold her—publicly branded me controlling, stole my core tech, and helped him shove me off a rooftop.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back before it all began.
This time I didn’t expose her, didn’t confront her, and didn’t beg her to stay. I set the trap—watched her come close again, test my limits, and steal the “core technology”…
Until the stolen code blew up the rival company, until she was unmasked in front of the cameras and taken away in handcuffs.
Through tears, she demanded, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner he was a corporate spy?”
I answered only, “I did. Last life.”
When I opened my eyes again, I was back before it all began.
This time I didn’t expose her, didn’t confront her, and didn’t beg her to stay. I set the trap—watched her come close again, test my limits, and steal the “core technology”…
Until the stolen code blew up the rival company, until she was unmasked in front of the cameras and taken away in handcuffs.
Through tears, she demanded, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner he was a corporate spy?”
I answered only, “I did. Last life.”























