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Chapter 19 No Place Called Home

After Taylor finished speaking, she kept her eyes on Jesse, hoping to see some anger or disappointment.

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But Jesse lowered her head and glanced at her phone. It was a transfer of six hundred thousand from Matthew.

She raised an eyebrow.

So, Matthew had actually tricked 1.2 million out of Taylor?

“Oh,” Jesse answered lightly, in a good mood, and went back to reading.

Taylor froze. She thought Jesse would be mad, sad, or regretful, but there was no reaction at all.

It felt like throwing a punch into thin air, leaving her suffocated.

She had already taken Jesse’s spot, and she could fix drones, which meant she was firmly established in the team.

How can Jesse really not care at all?

She has to be pretending.

She’s definitely pretending.

“Jesse, don’t be like this,” Taylor softened her tone. “I know you feel upset. If you want to go back to the house or back to the team, I can help you talk to them.”

Jesse closed her book and looked at her. “Go back for what? To take the test for you?”

The library was already quiet, so even though Jesse didn’t raise her voice, her words came out sharp and clear.

Taylor’s face changed. She looked around and saw people staring.

She secretly gritted her teeth and swore she would never come to the library to find Jesse again.

“No, I really want to help you, Jesse. You’re a girl, living alone with a strange man isn’t good.”

She made it sound like Jesse was living a messy life.

“By that logic, when you moved in with five strange men, that wasn’t good either. But you still moved in. Besides, I’m better than you. I’m not living in some stranger’s place; I’m staying with the neighbor’s older brother. Why do you always have such double standards?”

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Taylor noticed the strange looks around her and rushed to explain. “No, that’s not it! I didn’t mean it like that! Jesse, I was just thinking of you…”

Jesse laughed coldly. “Then tell me, what’s the good in my going back?”

Taylor opened her mouth and stumbled a few times before finally saying, “It’s always better to be home than outside…”

“Home? You mean a room stuffed with your things, like a storage closet?”

“You can’t take things from people without owing them back, you…”

“I ate the Spencer family’s food too, so that means I owe them? I took allowance money, but in the end, they cut it all off. What’s the difference?”

“That…

“I don’t even dress as well as you, the adopted daughter. People must’ve already forgotten I was the Spencer heiress, probably think I’m some poor scholarship kid now.”

Jesse took a deep breath and pushed down the emotions bubbling up inside her.

“What’s so good about going back? I had it worse than you at the Spencer Residence, always putting up with your showing off and mocking.”

Her voice was loud enough that the others in the library, who were already listening, didn’t even bother to remind her to quiet down.

“I didn’t…” Taylor said weakly.

“I was already forced out of the team and out of the Spencer Residence. I don’t want to get involved with Mr. Mike Spencer’s drone team anymore. But you came here on purpose to tell me all this, just to rub salt in my wound?”

Taylor’s eyes flickered, her face full of innocence. “I didn’t mean it that way…”

It was like Jesse had been waiting for those words. She curled her lips into a mocking smile.

“You didn’t mean it that way when you dragged me to that competition, maybe. But now you came here to brag and still claim you didn’t mean it? Who would believe that? If you didn’t mean it, then what’s the point of even having a brain? You know your grades aren’t safe, so your smart top–student image won’t hold up? So now you’re trying to act like some clueless sweet girl?”

Before Taylor could respond, Jesse went on, “Or do you want to say IQ doesn’t equal EQ? Did you forget that you once set yourself up as the smartest and most charming campus belle at

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That one sentence shut Taylor up completely. She fumed inside. Jesse hadn’t been this sharp before, not this hard to deal with.

When did she get so clever?

She glanced around and saw everyone staring at her like they were watching a show. Feeling awkward, she forced a smile. “Jesse, you misunderstood me. If you don’t want to see me, I’ll just leave.”

She covered her mouth like she was about to cry and ran out.

Everyone watched her leave the library and started whispering.

“Her acting’s impressive. She really made it seem like she was the one being bullied.”

“I thought she was really gentle and kind, but turns out she’s that type of person.”

Three days later, Jesse sat in the cafeteria with a bowl of noodles in front of her. She lowered her head and ate. The spicy flavor turned her face red, but it felt satisfying.

Back at the Spencer Residence, there had never been spicy food. Taylor didn’t like it and wouldn’t allow it.

Even if Jesse wanted to have it in her room or from the cafeteria, it wasn’t allowed. If she came back smelling like it, as soon as Taylor caught a whiff, she would go crying to the Spencer boys, acting pitiful and saying Jesse’s presence was affecting her.

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Status: Ongoing

1) The Awakening

Jesse Spencer wakes to a sharp, icy voice—her brother Corey shouting. Her head spins, fever burning through her skull. Instinct takes over: the reflex of someone broken by years in prison. She drops to her knees and apologizes automatically. But the floor beneath her isn’t concrete. It’s soft—carpeted. Panic flares. She’s not in her cell. She’s back in her room, surrounded by familiar furniture she thought she’d never see again. She’s been reborn—twelve years into the past.

2) The Day That Ruined Her

Memories rush back in fragments. It’s that day—the day Taylor Holman accused her of ruining her contest project, locked her in the bathroom, and made her freeze through the night as punishment. Back then, Jesse refused to take the blame. That same night, Corey drenched her in ice water and turned off the heat, forcing her to “reflect.” Her fever had nearly killed her. While she suffered, Taylor basked in sympathy. Corey, blind with guilt, lashed out at Jesse just to see Taylor smile.

3) A Family Turned Against Her

Each brother had chosen Taylor over Jesse. Andrew, the doctor, brought medicine and comforted her gently, convinced she was in the wrong. Mike hovered over Taylor, offering warm water and towels. Kaleb, the youngest, even gave away Jesse’s hard-won spot in an international design competition—handing Taylor her future as if it meant nothing. Jesse had been branded a villain in her own home, a sinner forced to repay a debt she never owed.

4) The Debt That Wasn’t Hers

“Do you think Philip would forgive you? He died saving you!” Corey’s voice echoes again. The name pierces her chest. Philip Holman, Taylor’s brother, had died in a fire rescuing Jesse—or so everyone believed. The guilt consumed the Spencers, and they took Taylor in as family. Every day after that, they reminded Jesse: You owe her your brother. You owe her his life. Her brothers, her chances, her future—all handed to Taylor, the eternal victim.

5) The Truth Behind the Flames

But now, with her memories restored, Jesse finally knows the truth. Philip hadn’t died heroically—he had started the fire himself. He wanted to play savior, to make himself look noble in Taylor’s eyes, and Jesse was the collateral damage. Worse, Taylor had locked the door after them, intending to let the flames take them both. When the Spencers arrived, Taylor wept for the cameras, mourning her “only family,” while Jesse stumbled from the blaze branded a murderer.

6) The Accusation Reborn

Jesse’s fists tighten. Rage surges. But Corey mistakes it for defiance. “Still stubborn, huh? No apology, no school. You’ll stay grounded until you learn!” He glares, confident she’ll cave like before—especially with the design competition only three days away. Fevered and weak, Jesse still meets his eyes. “Fine,” she rasps. “I’ll apologize later. Now get out. I need to change.” Her tone chills him—cold, unfamiliar, unyielding. He leaves, thinking she’s finally obeying.

7) The Price of Survival

As soon as the door shuts, Jesse collapses. Pain sears through every bone. Her fever burns hotter; her limbs feel like lead. Somehow, she drags herself to the closet, pulling on dry clothes before sinking into bed. The warmth of the blanket breaks her. Three years in prison—three years of starvation, torture, and despair—flash through her mind. Her brothers had even paid guards to punish her for Taylor’s sake. Starved. Beaten. Forgotten. Cancer had finished what they started.

8) The Promise of Vengeance

Not this time. She won’t die quietly again. Curling into the blanket, Jesse whispers to herself, “I’ve got time. I’ll rest now. Then I’ll plan.” The warmth feels foreign, almost sinful after years of cold concrete. Her eyes close slowly. For the first time in forever, she lets herself sleep—safe, for the moment. This rebirth isn’t mercy. It’s a second chance to make them pay.

9) The Wake-Up Call

“Jesse!” The roar yanks her awake. Harsh light floods the room as someone rips away the blanket. Cold air slaps her burning skin. Rough hands drag her upright—it’s Mike, furious. “You told Corey you’d apologize, and you’re sleeping? Taylor’s been defending you, and this is how you repay her? Get up!” Jesse’s stomach churns; her body convulses. She doubles over, gagging—but there’s nothing in her stomach to give. Mike sneers. “Still pretending? Think playing sick will save you?”

10) The Beginning of Payback

Her voice comes out hoarse and broken. “Let go. I can stand myself.” He does, grudgingly. His frown deepens—she’s burning up—but he dismisses it. After all, Taylor’s the one “who’s really been through hell.” He orders coldly, “Quit wasting time. Taylor’s waiting.”
Jesse steadies herself, eyes icy despite the fever. Once, she begged for their understanding. Now, she only needs their ignorance. Let them believe she’s weak. Soon enough, they’ll learn what true strength looks like. Rebirth has given her purpose—and this time, she won’t bow to anyone.