Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
A week later, in the extravagantly large study of the Ascarts’ manor, Roel took a glance at the clock hanging on the wall as he did a swift mental calculation of the time.
It was currently early in the morning, and the maids were still busy dealing with household chores. The chefs had also headed out to purchase some groceries, and they would be preparing breakfast very soon.
Roel was currently sitting on a tall chair with a huge stack of books before him. He couldn’t help but be reminded of the grueling period in his previous life when he had to study for hours every day for his university examinations. All he did was tackle exam questions one after another till he reached a point where he could solve a problem just by looking at the key phrases.
That was how he spent his youth in his previous life, and he felt like he had just returned back to that time.
Many things happened over the past week.
First and foremost was the damned capitalist Charlotte’s underhanded method to acquire a monopolization of Roel.
Charlotte had offered 100,000 gold coins to have Alicia leave for a month, but Roel rejected the offer. Quoting his exact words, “This is Alicia’s home, and it’s up to her to decide whether she wants to stay here or not.”
Ever since Alicia witnessed the ‘love play’ between Roel and Charlotte, she had been out of sorts. The news that Charlotte had tossed three coins of fate to affirm their feelings for one another only further worsened her anxiety.
And that wasn’t the end of it yet.
When she learned that the envelope she found had triggered a bloodline resonance between Roel and Charlotte, creating a great pulsation of mana that shook the whole manor, she deeply regretted her itchy hand back then. She felt so indignant that she hugged her pillow and cried the night away.
In the three years they had known each other, this was the first time that Alicia found herself missing her rival, Nora.
Charlotte currently had the bond forged by the engagement, the three coins of fate, and the bloodline resonance between Ro
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