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Ten Million Dollars Mission

{Warning: Mature content} To attain money and her life back, she is ready to seduce the big shots! ---- "So, I am dead for real?" Her brows wrinkled. "Yes, sort of. But you can return if you accept my offer-" "No" Without listening to the rest, she declined promptly. Stunning the man. "At least, hear me out-" "No" The woman shook her head. "I don't even know if I were poor or not. Why would I want to live the unknown life again? Sorry, I am not playing your little game" She scoffed. Giving up on the opportunity, which left the man at a loss for words. He sighed. "All right. You will get your life back, including the ten million dollars. Are you in or not?" The woman's eyes gleamed with bliss right away. "Yes! I am in!" A quick change of mood shocked the man. All she cared about was money! ~~~ With no memories of her life, she wakes up to a man offering the chance to live again; but under one condition where she has to succeed the missions in the system he created. He calls her 'L' and vows to give the share of money if she achieves the task which is to charm big shots and swindle them! {The novel is pure fiction. It contains no intention to ruin the image of organizations mentioned in the novel. My first language is not English. There may be mistakes in the chapters. I apologize for those in advance}

Hera_Cordelia · Urban
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129 Chs

His secret wish

"Mr. Vayinthe!"

A hand shot up, slicing through the anticipation. "Yes, please" The question hung in the air like a challenge: "How do you feel to face the opponent you have once lost to?" A tough query met Jaxen's lips with a cold, inscrutable smile. "Nothing. I feel nothing"

Elowen's hand met her forehead in an exasperated gesture from the sidelines. Jaxen's empty reply left the room in a stunned silence, the atmosphere thick with baffled anticipation. "Any more questions? I am ready" Jaxen's voice sliced through the quiet.

"You are about to face an opponent who defeated you unexpectedly in the past. How has that previous loss influenced your preparation for this fight?" The question came, seeking substance. "Oh, that old loss? I barely remember it" Jaxen feigned a heavy sigh.