Summary
Wow, is this for real? I died falling off a cliff in the 36th novel, and now, in the 37th novel, I’ve been resurrected and inherited a building! Not just any building—it’s a seven-story mansion coveted by a count’s family! Every time I die, I get transported again, and this is my first chance at a complete life turnaround.
But the moment I felt happy, I discovered something shocking: the real Charlotte Able was poisoned to death. Terrified of dying again, I ran to the mansion, only to find terrifying tenants waiting for me this time. I thought I was stepping onto a bed of roses, but is this actually a th**ny path?
To make matters worse, they discovered I’m a transmigrator. “Who are you? You are definitely not Charlotte Able.” Facing Racal Statua, a double personality, Charlotte Able just wanted to cry.
I’ve finally become the building owner I dreamed of, and I want to bury myself in this novel… but is that even possible? Can I finally live a peaceful life?
