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?
Screw The Butler
She got up after a few seconds, ready to take a bath when someone knocked on her door, and the Butler's voice reached her ears. "Young Madam, may I have a moment of your time?"
Aysel opened the door, looking at the gallant butler.
The butler smiled and informed her, "Your closet has been filled with clothes personally ordered by the Young Master. We weren't sure of the brand you prefer, so we ordered from several top brands. Would you like to check it out?"
Aysel was stunned, and she nodded stiffly after hearing the butler's request. She stepped aside to let him open her closet, and she was momentarily blinded by the fluorescent lights reflecting off the clothes.
In her previously somewhat empty closet, there were now several dresses, each more elegant than the last. She had no doubt they were expensive.