My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along - Chapter 258 - 253: If You Like It, Go Take It Back!

When I opened my eyes I had become a princess!

But out of all characters in this romance novel, why is it the princess who has the fate of dying to her own blood-related dad, the emperor!

If I want to live, I must not be seen by that emperor dad.

“When did this kind of scumbag start living in my castle?”

The man who doesn’t have single drop of blood nor tear to drop, that cold emperor Claude! Will Atanasia who had been caught by the emperor be able to survive?

“I… What do I do…..?”

#SoldOmega #SecondChancePrince[Content Warning: This story contains depictions of abuse, trauma, and non-consensual situations. Reader discretion is advised.]They called him worthless. A beautiful omega was born on the wrong side of the palace, unclaimed, unloved, and sold to a noble who wanted his body but not his name. He died hated.Then the gods gave him a do-over.Now eighteen and still unawakened, he remembers everything: the betrayal, the abuse, the final breath. He plans to stay quiet this time. Out of sight. Out of reach.Too late. The court can’t take its eyes off him.He’s not just an omega. He’s the empire’s mistake—and it’s about to regret ever underestimating him.

Chu Qianze turned the pen in his hand in a circle and smashed it against the drum next to him, the loud drum sound resounding around him.

Facing the two people who looked over at him together, he pulled out a polite smile, which was very dazzling under the neon light.

“I’m sorry, you are ruining my eyes.”

Later:

Feeling the gazes of the people around him, the flashing lights that flared from time to time, and a few gasps, Chu Qianze’s mouth twitched: “Is this a new way to surprise people?”

***

Chu Qianze, who had just arrived in the world and was getting acquainted with his surroundings, was inexplicably pulled by a man and was held in his arms.

“I already have someone I like; it’s him!”

Chu Qianze looked at the person blankly, but saw that the other person turned his eyes away, his breath a little disordered.

“..?”

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To exist in a certain place, at a certain time—it's always either by chance, or by choice.But sometimes,There is a third force.One that doesn't ask.One that doesn't explain.It simply places you—wherever it wants.Arséne had always been dragged into places he never chose.Situations he never asked for.Realities he never belonged to.And when, at last, he decided to act on his own terms—To take the initiative,To move first,To choose…He simply died.