A smirk curled at my lips. 'Congrats, sis. You just checked into my personal nightmare.'

But this time? I'm not going down without a fight.

This time, I'm using my ability right from the start, even if I have to do so from inside the womb.

That twisted family? They're going to love me, worship me, and protect me.

I gave the King of Hell one last glance and said softly, "Thank you, my lord."

Then, I let go of the mirror.

I dove straight into the womb of the billionaire's wife.

And just as my soul slipped into the warmth of her body, I heard a panicked shout echo through the hospital room:

"What?! The umbilical cord is wrapped around her neck? A C-section would put my wife at risk?!"

Inside the delivery room, the wealthiest man in the country, Leonard Gardner, was absolutely losing it. He was yelling at the top of his lungs at the medical staff.

"Figure it out! Save my wife, not the child! If anything happens to her, I'll make sure this entire hospital burns to the ground!"

Meanwhile, still floating in the womb, I let out a small, exasperated sigh.

[So this is my overbearing billionaire dad? Wow, he really does love my mom. He's so devoted! He's one of a kind, alright. My moms truly blessed!]

Right then, as if someone had hit pause, both the raging billionaire and the sobbing heiress froze mid-freakout. They stared at each other, stunned.

And just like that, I cracked a tiny smile.

Bingo. They heard me.

That confirmed the Heart-Voice Skill was real. The best part was that it had a specific direction. I could aim it and pick who heard what with complete control and total stealth.

Back in our previous lives, my sister had this same gift. Only, she never figured out how to use it. Hers was set on default and broadcast mode. Every thought she had, no matter how nasty, blasted through to the whole room like surround sound.

So when she heard Leonard shout, "Save my wife, not the child," she totally lost it.

Right there in the womb.

[What kind of idiot says that out loud? Faking the whole devoted husband thing for show? Please, bet his mistress has already had a litter of kids for him. What a fraud!]

And of course, her toxic little tantrum turned the entire delivery room into a mess.

The billionaire's wife, Judy Gardner, who is now my mom, was on the verge of losing her composure. Her emotions were already running high, and hearing those thoughts pushed her over the edge.