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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

The faceless man

A strong breeze brushed against L's skin.

Making her eyes open at last. The scene in front of her was tall buildings from certain distance. A few raindrops began to attack her as dark clouds swallowed the sunlight. The rain soon fell. "Where am I?" L looked down at her hands beneath a perplexed scowl.

She was still in her body. This felt too real to be a dream. Then, when did she come up to the rooftop? Which building was this? Wasn't she with Caleb in library just now? Where was she exactly? As the confusion wandered, L realized her sight was getting blurry. "Tears?"

She wiped the tears away in realization. Why? Why was she crying? A rush of sadness rose up within. It was as though her heart were being scratched by a knife. This type of sorrow was on another level. "Don't get caught" A man's voice attracted her attention.