Trapped for the Heir: Captive to a Cunning Matriarch

I was reborn.

My agent offered me a charity-based variety show, where I would be helping lonely and elderly people for two weeks.

Standing on the set of the program, I realized that I was reborn, and this show would become a turning point in my life.

My vision gradually cleared, and I saw Halle Robbins, the old lady who had condemned me to death in my previous life, standing in front of me as the person I would be helping.

The director urged me, "Leona, what's taking you so long? Just pick one!

"Don't delay the program's progress!"

Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine. Memories of what Halle had done to me in my last life flashed through my mind. Whenever I met her gaze, I would feel an inexplicable fear and the urge to flee.

Halle was not technically a lonely and elderly person, as she lived with her son. However, her son had intellectual disabilities and relied on Halle for a living.

For the same reason, the production team allowed her to participate in the program to improve her living conditions while also using her son as a marketing tool.

In my previous life, Halle also stood there, lonely and pitiful, watching other "families" being chosen while she remained ignored. She clutched her clothes, looking lost and helpless.

At that time, I didn't have the heart to see her tattered clothes and chose her in the end.

Little did I know that she would trample on my kindness and deceive me so ruthlessly.

I took great care of Halle and her son, even renovating their house with my money to improve their living conditions.

I also bought Halle the latest mobile phone and taught her how to use it to alleviate her boredom.

She often sighed with emotion, "Leona, you are so beautiful, diligent, and filial. If only you could marry my son.

"I really wish you were my daughter-in-law!"

I thought she was just expressing her gratitude, but she turned out to be serious.

When I finished recording and was ready to leave the village, Halle said she wanted to meet me again. I had my agent, Alexia, bring me fifty thousand dollars in cash and plan to give it to Halle to improve her life.

However, the drink she offered me upon my arrival contained a sleeping pill.

She then left me to be raped by her mentally retarded son, Dennis Robbins, who took advantage of my unconscious state.

I tried desperately to resist even when I was in a daze, but I could not utter a single word. The only thing I could do was to shed tears of agony.

Halle, however, stood by like a demon, gleefully filming how Dennis raped me with the phone I had given her.

She muttered, "Good boy, try harder and give us some offspring!"

When the production team and police came to save me after realizing I had not returned, I had already been defiled