An Heir for the Arrogant Billionaire

Lucy Farnell was discussing divorce matters with her husband when a news alert suddenly popped up on her phone.

The headline in the pop-up window was particularly eye-catching: "Decaying Female Body Found in Reservoir of Lark Village, Yu County."

Yu County Lark Village, that was her hometown.

When she saw the photo of the deceased, there was a sudden "buzz" in her mind; she recognized the victim.

The person was also named Lucy Farnell, sharing the same name and surname as her.

Regarding the name, her mother had even had a dispute with the other family, accusing them of deliberately copying the name.

In the village, she was called "Big Moon" based on age, while the deceased was "Little Moon."

In fact, if it were just a childhood memory, Lucy Farnell wouldnt have been too affected, but this Little Moon had saved her life at the reservoir.

She owed her a favor, more precisely, a life.

As her fingers continued to scroll down, Lucy Farnells brows furrowed deeper and deeper. The news classified the incident as a murder case.

Little Moon wasnt very intelligent and, after going through several marriages, fell ill and was sent to a psychiatric hospital.

She should have been in the hospital; how could she end up dead in the hometown reservoir?

With a belly full of doubts, Lucy Farnell decided to call her hometown to inquire about the situation.

On the other end of the phone, the village head chatterbox-like narrated Little Moons story, and Lucy Farnell listened silently, her heart in turmoil.

"Sss..." The computer in front of her made an discordant strange noise, and the screen image distorted.

Lucy Farnell glanced at the screen, holding the phone between her ear and shoulder, and tried to hit the keyboard, but to no avail.

No choice, unplug it.

But the moment her hand touched the socket, an electric current surged into her body.

In just an instant, it paralyzed her body and made her muscles tremble, and then everything went black...

The last thing she heard before losing consciousness was the village heads sigh: "Big Moon, in fact, everyone silently agrees that those who killed Little Moon are mostly her family members. You two have the same name but different fates."

What do you mean, same name but different fates? Her life seems to be ending today as well.

...

Lucy Farnell felt a buzzing in her ears, and everything in front of her was pitch black.

"Little Moon, Little Moon..."

A voice with a crying tone pierced her ears, and she suddenly opened her eyes to see a face as thin as a monkey with sunken cheeks.

Was it the underworld and the face of the? No, this "" was a bit familiar.

She recognized this ragged, thin old lady; it was Little Moons grandmother.

According to the generational hierarchy, she should also call her grandmother, but something was wrong!

Didnt she remember that this old lady had passed away a few years ago?

Thinking of this, her scalp tingled, and she was indeed in hell.

"Little Moon, Little Moon, youre awake? Quickly, sit up, grandma made you pumpkin porridge." The old lady said as she walked towards the windowsill.

Huh? Whats going on?

Lucy Farnells eyes were blank, but the old lady had already come over with a large porcelain bowl.

In the dim environment, only a little light came in through the wooden window, and that light was also limited to the windowsill.

This place should be Little Moons home; she had been here when she was a child, but... she always felt something was wrong.

"Little Moon, that woman starved you, you should have told grandma earlier. Grandma still has pumpkins and cowpeas in the field; we wont starve."

The old lady wiped her tears, but what she said made Lucy Farnell even more puzzled.

She shouldnt... A bad thought popped into her mind, "Grandma, do you have a mirror? Give me a mirror."

"You silly girl, youre about to starve to death, and you still think about looking in the mirror." Although the old lady said this, she still took a round mirror from the mud wall.

This mirror is really full of historical atmosphere, with a red frame, a round mirror body, and a big ear that can be hung or folded up to let the mirror stand on the table, with a plastic paper printed with "My Fair Princess" on the back.

Flipping the mirror, the black and white distinct big eyes and Little Moons characteristic high nose bridge shocked her.

She spent several minutes digesting this, she might have traveled through time and been reborn, and it was in Little Moons body.

"Grandma, how old am I today?" she asked.

The old lady was scared silly, her granddaughter had never been good at studying and wasnt very intelligent, but she shouldnt forget her age.

Could it be that shes completely?

The old lady thought this way, and her tears couldnt stop flowing down, "Eighteen, Little Moon, you are eighteen this year, have you forgotten?"

Eighteen years old? Lucy Farnell pinched her brow, calculating the time, Little Moon was the same year and month as her, but different days, which means... its 1999.

Before she could recover, a sudden knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

The old lady suddenly panicked and hurriedly pressed her into the quilt.

But at this time, someone had already kicked the door in, and sunlight immediately penetrated the damp and dim room from the outside.

The first person to enter was a woman in her thirties.

She was wearing a floral Yaobu dress, which was out of place in this mud-brick house that served as both a kitchen and a bedroom.

As soon as she entered the door, the woman pointed to Lucy Farnells nose and scolded, "You stinky girl, you dare to hide here with the old lady? You must go and meet the man today, Ive arranged a marriage for you."

Ah, Lucy Farnell remembered, Little Moon got married at eighteen, and it was said to be a dwarf who was only up to her waist in height.