Transmigrated With A System: I Became The Billionaire Contracted Wife
After fighting with her boss and vowing never to return, Aysel kept her word. Well, she died while trying to save a girl and was transmigrated into a novel world. In her new life, she is a wealthy heiress and a popular celebrity. This made her excited at the thought that her dream of living like a salted fish was about to come true! However, reality slapped her in the face and pinched her awake. Wealthy heiress? Her bank account is in the negative! She owes money to the bank! Popular celebrity? The entire country hates her! Aysel finally understands the phrase: "Out of the frying pan into the fire." Now, she can’t even live in peace. Well, maybe Heaven isn’t so cruel after all—at least she has a life-saving system! System: Host, you need to harvest points. A lack of points means death! Aysel: What should I do?! System: Marry Young Master Grant. Young Master Grant? The tetraplegic boss who’s also a sadist? System: ...Exactly. Aysel finally realizes what it means to be unloved... But marrying Young Master Grant seems appealing. After all, he can’t do anything, right? Perfect! She just has to wait for him to die, inherit his wealth, and finally become rich! But she’s proven terribly wrong when the man pins her down, his hands roaming over her body, igniting a fire as he meets her gaze and whispers huskily... "I don’t know how to inflict pain, but I know how to make you cry for release." Wait, is he still tetraplegic? Had she... misread?
Saving A Life
Kelvin's face lost its color, Philippa pursed her lips, tucking strands of her hair behind her ear, still staring at the ground, and the shop assistant looked like a balloon that might burst soon—except she was inflated with laughter.
Only God knew how much professionalism she had to summon to keep herself from breaking into laughter.
Meanwhile, Aysel reached out her satiny hand and picked the shirt from Kelvin's cart, adding it to hers. Only then did Kelvin realize just how many things were in her cart; it was definitely enough for someone to wear for two months without repeating one, even he...he didn't have this much.
"Please, ring everything up," Aysel said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
The shop assistant nodded, still fighting to contain her laughter. "Right away, ma'am."
As the assistant scanned the items, Kelvin's face turned green with envy and anger.