My Son-in-law Is A War God - Chapter 641 - 642: This Vengeance Must Be Avenged!_1

Seven SinsSeven sistersSeven Arch-ParasitesSeven Host.Orion a late bloomer who didn't get a system was terrified as he couldn't accept it.But something happen, something he never thought in his life will happen.When one of the seven picked Orion everyone changed, Orion was now blessed with a system, why was he blessed?But again lust is one of the sins and he was here to be strong, revenge and conquer all the women in the world. Perhaps 100 lady in his harem, who knows 200.(ALERT)♥Unconscious host detected♥♥Host body damaged to the core, useless, but yet something can be sensed.♥{Scanning Host Body}♥Seven sins detected in host body.♥Compatible sin is Lust.♥♥ Compatible sin is Greed.♥♥ Compatible sin is Gluttony.♥♥ Compatible sin is Sloth.♥♥ Compatible sin is Wrath.♥♥ Compatible sin is Pride.♥♥ Compatible sin is Envy.♥{Initializing System Integration.}

“Block him.”“He's technically still my boss.”“Then block him with dignity.”The call ended again.And then started again.I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt.“Yes, Mr. Walton?”“Have you changed your mind yet?”I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough.“Do you ever take a break?” I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand.“You're avoiding the question.”“Because it's a dumb question.”He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. “It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer.”“It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to.”There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker.“You are acting unreasonably.”“ Unreasonable?” I sat up. “I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday.”“Isabella-”“Certainly not, Mr. Walton.” I mimicked his tone perfectly. “I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with.”SYNOPSISIsabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story.But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger.Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not.Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position.Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival.So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend.No feelings attached. No drama. Just business.Or so she thought.“Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes,” he said, passing by without a glance.The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud.I opened it. The contract. All of it.---Enemies to lovers? Check.Slow burn? Hmmnyea.Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes.Delicious workplace tension? Of course.Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely.Smut?? Wanna find out?Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.

Light and color, sound and scent;Clothing, food, shelter, transportation, smartphones, computers;Burning, freezing, friction, explosion, thunder, rain, growth, decay;All material changes and chemical phenomena;Our bodies, our thoughts, our world—were all built upon electromagnetic interactions!Whoever could control electromagnetic forces, they would be the tyrant who dominated the world!However, electromagnetism is too profound for us, so let us start by learning how to “Discharge”...