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!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
Roel found himself seated at an elegant dining table, a sumptuous breakfast spread out before him. The walls were adorned with masterful artworks, and fine music was playing in the background. The current situation was, honestly, very overwhelming to him.
For many years, he prided himself on being an honest, amiable, and helpful person, but he knew that good people didn’t thrive in the circle of nobility. Nobles were all about shared interests; being too individualistic would only make one an outcast. So, he had no choice but to adapt to the circumstances.
Fortunately, Roel was unexpectedly talented in acting. Be it portraying an envoy of justice or a shady businessman, he was always able to get into the role and capture the tone accurately. He never expected that a day would come where he would meet his match.
Earlier, laying on the princess bed in Charlotte’s bedroom, Roel found himself witnessing the overflowing acting talent that a successor of a massive business conglomerate possessed.
Charlotte didn’t even give Roel a chance to make a comeback at all. Right after attempting to gaslight him about the agreement they made previously, her eyes began to brim with tears.
“Darling, please don’t make such a cruel joke ever again, alright?”
“Ah? W-wait a moment, t-this is…”
“You also know that our engagement was decided by our ancestors a hundred years ago. This is a legacy they have entrusted to us as their successors; it’s sacred and inviolable. How could we possibly make a deal out of something like that?”
Watching as Charlotte uttered those words with tears in her eyes, Roel was stumped.
Is this really the same woman who dumped money on me back at the Ascarts’ manor to annul the engagement? Is it possible that I have been teleported to a parallel world instead? Maybe a mistake occurred while we were leaving the Witness State?
No no no, how could that be?
Shocked by how easily his fiancée had almost made him doubt his own sanity, Roel quickly shook his head to straighten his thoughts and calmed himself once more. H
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