Reborn to Ruin the Friend Who Framed Me

I spent three million dollars renovating that restaurant, and on opening day I signed it away for five hundred thousand.

All because of what happened in my last life, when my pregnant best friend heard my restaurant was opening and came to show her support.

I made a point of having my husband, a state-banquet head chef, cook her a few of his signature dishes himself.

And after a few bites, my best friend suddenly clutched her stomach and screamed.

"There's something wrong with this food. My stomach hurts so much!"