Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System - Chapter 127: The ’Ugly’ Daughter-in-law Meets the In-laws

“We have in the studio Christian Grey, who won his fifth Oscar award yesterday”

“Madam President... that man is not someone we can play with”

“Goddamn it! We're the goddamn mafia, and we still can't attract one man?”

“My children, whoever can marry that man will inherit all my wealth”

“Forbes magazine has proclaimed Christian Grey as the most influential man in the world”

Christian Grey is the most desired man in the world, a man every woman would kill to have his hand with.

One of the world's most successful and perfect man, but is he really as perfect as everyone believes?

Follow the life of Christian Grey, a young man reincarnated in an upside down world where women are the dominant sex.

A world where men are valued for their appearances, pursued and taken advantage of by women.

Whoever insult the Jerivians is insulting my fiancee and insulting my fiancee is insulting me.

An alliance marriage was arranged between two rival Kingdoms – Qalagon and Jerivia. The agreement was that the Crown Prince of Qalagon will marry the Princess of Jerivia.

But due to an assassination attempt, the Princess of Jerivia was in a coma just weeks before the wedding. If the alliance marriage fails, then what awaits the two Kingdoms was an unprepared war.

The female Army Commander of Jerivia Kingdom was tasked to take on the identity of the Princess and fulfil the alliance marriage.

As such, the infamous Commander of Jerivia, Iria Alewine disguised herself as the Princess and meet the aloof yet powerful Crown Prince of Qalagon, Arin Helev…..

No less than three months and no more than six months. We need just that, Commander Iria. Stay at Qalagon as the Crown Prince's wife during that and when you come back, you will lead the soldiers to fight the Qalagons.

This was the original plan but what will happen if an unlikely romance sparked between the two? Will Commander Iria be able to follow the original plan?

Rivalry of the two Kingdoms

Palace Politics

Palace Romance

Friendship and Betrayal

I’ve become a rogue lord in another world! This is the story of a game I was playing! The story of the protagonist, who has become a rogue lord who dies after two days, successfully uses the game’s history and system to escape his impending doom and become the strongest.

“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.