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After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top

A hundred-year-old ghost who had been haunting the world had become the real daughter of the Stephens family who had some mental problems. As soon as she returned to her family from the village, her fiancé immediately came to break off the engagement and chose her cousin instead. Even his cousin who was adopted to be her parents’ son had also mocked her, “I’m sorry that I have taken your place. In the Stephens family, anyone that cannot contribute will be discarded.” Just when all the other rich families were waiting for the jokes that she would make, those who were perceptive realized that she had changed. She had risen from the bottom of her class to become the top student. Anything she said would become real. Even great scientists, merchants, and martial artists chose to become her follower. Leaders of all the fields: If she’s garbage, then I’m less than garbage. Have you ever seen anyone as good as her ending up as garbage? The Si family must be blind! While she was afraid of being alone, the CEO that loved her introduced her as he stood next to her, “This is my one true love.”

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Chapter 072: Western Witchcraft (2 more updates)_2

The office fell into silence.

"President Foster, for now, we can only let go. After all, the outcome of being taken away by such a department would be terrible."

Rosewood Campbell had some knowledge about this department.

Without investigating, she already knew that there would be no good repercussions from getting involved with a department that was connected to the nation.

"As long as this controversy is quelled, it does not matter where he is taken."

"President Foster, do we have to deal with those fans?" Rosewood Campbell adjusted her glasses.

Yvette Foster nodded, "Handle those that can be handled."

Fans are too powerful. It's safer to always keep them in check.

*

In a certain small park.

On a tree branch.

The girl leaning against the tree raised the small dagger in her hand and gripped it.

A squeeze.

A crisp noise.

The extraordinarily tough material was instantly crushed into fragments in her hand.

There lay a pupa in her palm.

A greenish-purple color.