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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 · Urbain
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130 Chs

Her devoted servant

Bryant Orion's p.o.v

Have you ever wished for the world's destruction?

The world appears lively, even inviting, but the people within it taint everything. If I could, I would wish for every human to face the world's end. After being abandoned by my own parents, left to pay off their debts, I realized I could never see humanity the same way again.

People are selfish, driven only by self-preservation. My life has been steeped in poverty, a constant struggle. The underground gang I am entangled with is a twisted place where the homeless are tortured frequently, and I am forced to rob the wealthy in broad daylight.

If I get caught, it is my burden to bear, and I alone must face the consequences. Over time, the filth of this life wears me down. I grow weary of this grim existence I never chose. So, I start seeking out only the wealthiest on the streets.