Alpha's Cruel Addiction - Chapter 33 On My Property

“Seven years later, she returned with her baby

”Give me the child, and you can name a price!“

”Spring only sows the seeds. When it comes to autumn, you want to obtain a son. Heh, man, aren't you thinking too simply!“

”If you want me to call you daddy, then you have to show your ability to chase after my mommy. The man that my mommy likes is my daddy! “Otherwise, there's no need to talk about it!”

Clara Bennett's previous life was shattered when she discovered her husband cheating with her best friend, leading to a tragic fate of one body and two lives.Upon waking again, she finds herself reborn on the night before her engagement, determined not to become the foolish victim of love as she was in her past life.Thus, she takes the initiative to seduce the rumored ailing tycoon of the Beijing social circle, William Foster, intent on finding a more stable source of support.Unexpectedly, William Foster proposes marriage himself.Thinking about the wealthy widowhood that awaits her, William doesn’t hesitate to agree.Having turned the tables to become the aunt of her unfaithful ex, Clara watches as he greets her politely, feeling her choices were worth it.However, her expectations of a deceased husband post-marriage were never met, instead—William Foster: “Darling, I never said I had an ailment.”——William Foster, rumored to be the ailing tycoon of the Beijing social circle, is known for being cold and abstinent.Yet the rumor of his aversion to women was dispelled by his nephew’s fiancée, as one night with her left him addicted.In order to keep her by his side, he decides on a fake marriage but genuine love.He insists on winning the beauty over completely.

I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.

World: You're a trash mixed Spiritual root. How come you cultivate faster than the top genius of the Holy land.Fang Hong: I am a trash mixed Spiritual root... And who decided that?I cannot cultivate beyond qi refining realm... And who decided that?The only one who gets to decide such things... IS ME.World:....