MTL - Picking Up a General to Plow the Fields - Chapter 29 Grandma Sangu was refused entry

Joanne Smith, weighed down by significant debt and humiliated by Jeffrey Winchester's cruel rejection just a day before their wedding, transformed her life into that of a multi-millionaire entrepreneur, allowing love to fade into memory.Joanne had one rule in life: money first, emotions later. She built an empire from the ground up, balancing her booming logistics company with the peace of her family farm.When a rugged stranger shows up, desperate for a place to stay, Joanne reluctantly takes him in as a paying guest. But little does she know, he’s not just any guest. He’s the man who brutally rejected her years ago, the one she’s long since forgotten.And he remembers everything differently.Now, living under her roof, he’s fueled by the sting of his own downfall and a hunger for revenge.Will the truth tear her world apart—or bring a reckoning neither of them saw coming?Join me on this incredible journey to find out!I will provide daily updates, and I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Please consider leaving a review and supporting me with GTs, Power Stones, and gifts.I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it!

The future me actually let me enter a virtual game called “Otherworld”, and then play the game against the creation-level evil god to save three worlds?!

Please! Is this something a normal person like me can do?!

but……

Not to mention that the game can make money, can the power obtained in the game have the opportunity to bring it to reality?!

The key is……

The future me even brought me three golden fingers!

In this regard, Sui Yu said: “I’ll take over this epic main quest!”

- Description from novelbuddy

The novel is about an author who was reincarnated into his novel.This author thought that he would become a hero, like he always wished, but no, his fate was to become a Villain.His fate was to fight against humanity and against the supreme beings who were planning to invade the world.

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.