Reborn, Pink Gun for My Toddler Daughter

Mafia godfather Gallian was shot dead at his own daughter's wedding—by Zote, the son-in-law he'd trained for five years. But death wasn't the end. His soul didn't fade. He watched his daughter Yuna fall from a wealthy heiress to a broken woman on the streets, humiliated, tormented, until she froze to death beside a pile of trash, still clutching the doll he'd given her. Then he opened his eyes. He was back—the night before Yuna's third birthday. This time, he didn't roll out the cart full of lace dolls. He knelt down and placed a pink handgun in his daughter's tiny hand. Everyone thought he'd lost his mind. But he knew something they didn't: the real tragedy hadn't even begun...