How Death Became My Rebirth

‘Elaine? How could Cassandra be Elaine? It’s impossible! She is just a country bumpkin. She couldn’t do anything, even worse in studying. How could she be a costume designer? Not to mention, an expert in design is someone | admire,’ thought Yulissa. She then concluded silently, ‘Sylvia must be lying to me. The Elaine in my heart is a pure and intelligent woman. She is someone | would love to work for as an apprentice

+ in the future. | will never believe it!”

Before Yulissa could retort to Sylvia, Morgana had already voiced her displeasure, “Mrs. Hathaway, don’t create such a lie for us. Even if you want to make up a story, please give her a more proper background. Everyone knows Cassandra well. She has lived in the countryside for 18 years. How could she be Elaine?”

Morgana found it amusing. It was common knowledge that Elaine had gained popularity eight years ago, establishing her own brand as a newcomer in the industry and ultimately rising to the pinnacle of the fashion design world.

Cassandra, on the other hand, was only ten years old.

What could a ten-year-old possibly achieve? Consequently, Morgana couldn't help but perceive Sylvia as a braggart.

“Do you realize | was the one who sold Elaine’s inaugural design? | would certainly recognize her.”

Back then, Cassandra staunchly declined any support from Sylvia and her husband. Cassandra was adamant about earning her own money, so she eventually sold that initial design.

Frankly, in Sylvia’s perspective, these individuals couldn't even hold a candle to Cassandra.

Upon hearing this, Kenneth couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow in his heart. His little girl had endured a great deal in his absence.

He silently vowed that he must treat her with more kindness in the future.

Morgana’s face stiffened, and her bewildered expression inadvertently revealed her true feelings. She was currently panicking. She was well aware that Sylvia had sold Elaine’s inaugural design, a crucial factor in Elaine’s subsequent success.

Despite this knowledge, Morgana feigned composure and asserted, “Mrs. Hathaway, don’t let her deceive you. She’s nothing more than a rustic imposter in counterfeit

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attire.”

In truth, she lacked confidence as she uttered those words.

After all, if Cassandra were truly Elaine, she would be adorned in the garments of her own brand, and how could those clothes she was wearing possibly be counterfeit?

“You keep insisting that I’m wearing a counterfeit. Do you not realize that what you have on is one?” Cassandra cast a disdainful glance at Morgana.

‘Mocking me while wearing a counterfeit of my brand? Well, then, | won’t hold back either, thought Cassandra.

Morgana was displeased upon hearing this. She believed Cassandra had crossed the line.

As the daughter of Woolridge Construction, wearing counterfeits was unthinkable for her.

“Don't you dare falsely accuse me. How can you say that when you're the one wearing imitations? You owe me an apology!” After all, she had spent 400 thousand dollars on the new design by Elaine, specifically for the event, intending to be the center of attention.

Consequently, Morgana couldn’t simply brush off Cassandra’s claim that it was fake. At that moment, she had a strong urge to rip Cassandra’s mouth off.

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“"Thousand Dreams’ is personally crafted by Elaine. Apart from featuring the distinctive ‘Thousand Dreams’ logo, every piece also bears Elaine’s exclusive letter ‘E, which is visible in lighting due to its special materials. Those acquainted with ‘Thousand Dreams’ and Elaine would undoubtedly recognize these details.”

Each creation by Cassandra bore the letter “E,” symbolizing her identity. This detail was the very reason Jeremiah consistently referred to her as Elaine, a short form derived from her name, Elaine.

“I'm aware that Elaine includes an ‘E’ on every garment, visible only under the lighting,” remarked one person.

“Exactly. | have some garments designed by Elaine at home, and | stumbled upon those letters by chance,” another person commented.

“| noticed that too,” one added.

Cassandra was relieved to hear that there were people who noticed it.

She then stepped into the light and pivoted. Shortly after, the hem of her black dress

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revealed a small white “E.” However, only the letter on this particular garment was in white. Despite that, it was sufficient evidence of the authenticity of her “Angel's Wing.”

Jeremiah strode over to Cassandra and cast a contemptuous look at the onlookers. “Curious about why the ‘E’ on Angel’s Wing is white? It aligns with the design concept of this dress, a glimmer in the dark.”

“Isn’t he the acting CEO of ‘Thousand Dreams”?” a woman exclaimed in surprise.

Jeremiah smiled and said, “It seems that someone recognizes me. Elaine, it seems that I’m more popular than you.” Cassandra was speechless when she heard that.

‘Crazy man!’ she commented.

Cassandra decided not to pay attention to him.

“Ms. Woolridge, there is no letter ‘E’ on the dress you are wearing. If it isn’t an imitation, what could it be?”

Morgana found it difficult to believe. Having invested 400 thousand dollars in the dress, it seemed inconceivable that it would be fake..

She stood in the light, her expression one of disbelief. Unfortunately, despite her efforts, no one could discern the appearance of the elusive “E.”

It was a total slap in the face.

Morgana was in a state of panic at that moment, unsure of how to escape such embarrassment.

Suddenly, her mother, Grace Woolridge, stepped forward and slapped her across the

face.

Morgana stared at her mother in disbelief.

“Mom, why did you hit me?”

Grace was furious and said, “Why can’t | do so? | want you to apologize to Mrs. Hathaway and Ms. Cassandra Yates!”

If Morgana refused to apologize that day, things might not have ended smoothly for her family.

“Mrs. Woolridge, do you genuinely believe that everything can be resolved with a simple apology?”

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Cassandra rolled her eyes as she contemplated why Jeremiah seemed to consistently echo her sentiments.

Kenneth, however, stood nearby silently while trying to figure out Cassandra’s relationship with Jeremiah.

‘Why is he the acting CEO? Isn’t he a racer and the second in command at Whitecrane Hall? What's his connection with Cassie? And why does Cecilia seem so at ease around her, even being herself?’ he pondered.

“| will not apologize! Why should | apologize?”

Yulissa stepped forward at this moment. She took a deep breath and said, “Morgana, you've crossed the line this time. | apologize to you on behalf of my sister.”

Then, addressing Cassandra, she added, “Cassandra, we're all ladies here. Whatever happened today is just a friendly banter. Please do me a favor since I’m your sister. Can we let it go, please?”

As soon as her words were uttered, everyone regarded her as very sensible for trying to consider the greater good.

Cassandra, on the other hand, seemed to treat Yulissa’s words as a joke and responded, “Sister? | don’t recall having a sister. Are you referring to yourself? Please forgive me. | will never do a favor for you. Morgana attacked me when Mr. Zelinski and | entered. Why? My guess is that she was trying to seek revenge on your behalf. After all, Morgana and | had never met before. How could she know who to shoot? | can’t think of any other reason than to vent her anger on your behalf. Besides, we’re not friends. There’s no joking around here. If | weren't Elaine today, she would have probably forced me to kneel and confess my supposed mistakes. Such a person doesn’t deserve my forgiveness. Nevertheless, | admire the straightforwardness of someone who dares to confront me directly. Compared to those despicable individuals who resort to secret schemes and provocation, she is much more open and straightforward!”

Yulissa’s expression darkened, and she appeared terribly displeased. Each word spoken by Cassandra only fueled her anger further.

‘Cassandra, why don’t you just go die?’ she thought.

“Cassandra, you've gone too far. Yulissa is your sister!” Miranda scolded Cassandra, standing up in an attempt to shield Yulissa. “I've told you—I don’t have a sister. Can’t you understand that, Mrs. Yates?” refuted Cassandra.

“Your surname is Yates, You are the daughter of the Yates family!”

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“| carry that surname because Grandma Blossom who adopted me had it. My name, Cassandra, was given by her. She found me before dawn and saw me as a ray of hope in her life. | have nothing to do with you, Mrs. Yates. | belong to Blossom Yates’ family, not Benjamin Yates!” exclaimed Cassandra.

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