Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely - Chapter 29 - Sister Gifts You a Porsche

Ezekiel died on Earth only to be resurrected in the body of a Lich

Well, now he’d done it. He was only playing the villain to blow off steam, now he was stuck in the body of one.

Trapped in a hostile world, Zeke must flee his former guild. The problem is, he can only flee into a holy kingdom ruled by the Church of Olattee. Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Only his power is gone, and he must start over.

Well…. Mostly anyway, he is still a lich after all and he still has his weapon, Mercy, which is more powerful than even he knows.

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aira swore she’d keep her heart locked until her final year ended. No distractions. No love. Just goals.But then he walked in—arrogant, mysterious, and dangerously charming.One wrong glance turned into late-night texts. One shared secret became a stolen kiss.And suddenly, the future she’d planned… didn’t seem so clear anymore.Can she graduate without breaking her heart? Or will love ruin everything before the last bell rings?

She was a medical genius from the Noah Medical Academy as well as a drug producing specialist. After sleeping for three days, she had returned to the ancient era and become the loyal marquis palace’s ignorant and silly young miss.

He was the supreme king of the Jia Luo Kingdom, with prestige around the whole world. With an ice cold face and a ice cold manner, he was entangled by her strong and overbearing manner, vowing to never let go.

Accidentally falling on him, he said, “This king will never suffer a loss.” Never suffering a loss, so he kissed her back.

Accidentally hitting his face, he said, “This king will never fight with a woman, I only nip women.”

Five fingerprints. Not only has he nipped her five times, he still collects interest.

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After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.