MTL - Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter - Chapter 633 Live together, die together

She was there only for a blind date, but had been mistaken as the third person to seduce the men. She angrily cursed, “I don't know that scum!” As a result, she had been pestered by this “scum” ever since.

She became his wife because of an agreement of “secret marriage”. They clearly said that they wouldn't touch each other, but this Mr. Huo actually went back on his word in the blink of an eye. Not only did he forcibly take her body, but he also wanted her heart. “I want —” “Well, I’ll satisfy you!” He agreed immediately. However, what she actually wanted to say was, “I want a divorce,” but she ended up being carried to bed by him …

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say “abracadabra.”Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life.Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury.Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty!With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

This is a world with only oceans, through which scattered are countless small islands and treasures.With swords, gunpowder, sailing ships, and most important, the Treasure Hunting System, Alka is ready to dominate the oceans!「Map detected」「Scanning for Treasure」「Scan complete」「Happy Treasure hunting!」

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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