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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

you_li_er · Urban
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204 Chs

Getting Closer to M Pt V: (Hold Grudges Like a Teenage Girl!)

Elijah was very interested, but he didn't show it in his smile.

If Master Giovanni said that there was progress, then there must have been some significant progress.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of progress could have been made in this project that had been moving on and off the shelf for years.

Yet still remained on that very same shelf until now.

Master Giovanni and his disciples were only one of the many hackers he had contacted, or more accurately, the hackers he slowly hooked into contacting himself.

Though Master Giovanni thought that he had brought up the agreement and bet himself, Elijah knew better than anyone else that he had a lot to do with the bringing up of that topic.

Or else it would have been impossible for Master Giovanni to simply bring it up out of nowhere and make a bet with such bad terms and inadvertently or advertently put his reputation on the line.

Thus, the emotional investment.