Jyera World Apocalypse - Chapter 49: Communication and Answers

Xiang Yi was most famous vase in the entertainment industry.

Witnessing her boyfriend cheating on her with her bestie, Shiyao was so angry that she went to a pub for fun and met a man, who was really a piece of work. After a crazy night she fled away, but was embarrassed to know that the man she slept with was her boss You Ze.
Jesus, give her a break!

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Xie Shu’s pursuit of Su Qianyi for ten years, never giving up, but at the end of his life, he still didn’t receive a response from her.He felt that he had lived a very unsuccessful life. In the last moment before closing his eyes, there was still someone unexpected who was devastated by his departure.At that time, he thought, if he could choose again, he would definitely not love Su Qianyi anymore.Opening his eyes again, he returned to his school days, giving him a second chance. This time, Xie Shu clearly recognized his own heart and began to maintain a relationship with Su Qianyi…

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family.But fate doesn't follow orders.Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything.A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness.She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist.But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed. She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing.They told her different names.A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.”Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.”A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.”Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?”The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul.Lara Norse Kromwel.Daughter of General Odin Norse.Empress of the First Empire.But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty.“This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!”