No Trace of Love and HateChapter 1

When the car accident happened, my CEO brother and my actor fiancé instinctively shielded Alessia Bellucci, the delicate, beautiful flower they nurtured.

I was sent flying hundreds of meters. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day before my debut press conference.

In my past life, the moment I took a step closer to Nicholas Dumont, he immediately distanced himself, making a show of avoiding suspicion while publicly mocking me. I had never intended to use his fame to my advantage.

Even my own brother looked down on me, dismissing me as someone who relied solely on family wealth, unworthy of competing with Alessia Bellucci, who had risen without any backing.

And yet, now, they stood beside Alessia. One stood firm on the left and the other on the right, supporting her.

With the CEO’s influence and the actor’s endorsement, she soared to instant stardom.

I gave up completely. I booked a plane ticket and left, determined to start a new life abroad.

Three years later, Alessia swept the Best Actress Awards. At the ceremony, by coincidence, I was seated next to Nicholas.

He sneered at me.

"Even if you lost me, you shouldn’t have let yourself go. No man will ever take you seriously like this."

My brother regarded me with disappointment and shook his head.

"You had the nerve to leave back then. Why come crawling back now?"

But when I stepped onto the stage as the organizer’s future wife, the two of them froze.

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"Alessia is only 21 and has already won three major awards. She’s the brightest star in the industry. Her future is limitless."

"I heard that she is engaged to the Best Actor, Nicholas Dumont. A handsome man and a beautiful woman. They are clearly a match made in heaven!"

"Not so fast! Matteo Vasquez from the Vasquez Group has booked every helicopter in the city to pull off the grandest confession for Alessia. We still don’t know who she’ll choose!"

The awards ceremony venue buzzed with excitement.

Just as I found my seat, I turned and caught sight of the cold and imposing Nicholas.

When he saw me sitting down, a flicker of surprise crossed his face. But the moment he realized what I was doing, his expression twisted into pure disdain.

"Don't sit here."

I frowned in confusion.

"Why?"

Nicholas lifted his head arrogantly, his tone laced with irritation.