MTL - The Almighty Boss Lost His Vest Again Today - Chapter 382 expose!

Yun Woo is the youngest author in history to enter the literature world. His debut work was a massive hit but this success was short lived for the unprepared.

Shen Huai was abandoned by his artists, and took over one who no one was optimistic about net black newcomer Ye Cang.

Ye Cang caught fire all over the country. Everyone else thinks it’s Shen Huai tune. Only Shen Huai knows. His artist is a superstar reborn. Later, Shen Huai gathered again-“the legendary film queen of the period of the Republic of China,” the unsurpassed “Golden supporting role” in the history of China, “the Queen of Love songs popular all over the country in the Last Century,” and “the greatest superstar in a hundred years.” he breathed a sigh of relief: I don’t have to go back and inherit tens of billions of dollars

The protagonist Yang Yong competes with others in the bar and has a special function of mutation, and he can observe the spectrum emitted by various metals.

Every day in the United States, there are thousands of unowned abandoned warehouses for auction. Yang Yongping borrowed the special function of his left eye to find valuable items from the garbage, such as gold and silver coins, cars, and even antiques, guns, There are all kinds of things.

The scouring has made Yang Yong’s business bigger and bigger, from auctioning old warehouses to auctioning old houses, buying salvage boats to salvage sunken treasures on the seabed, to buying ancient castles in Europe and excavating underground vaults, step by step. Kangzhuang Avenue, proud of life.

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Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’