Sweet Love 1V1: Spoiled by The Executive - Chapter 310 - No Questioning Me

Mira is determined to be a botanist—no matter how dangerous or violent it may become. Mira made two requests upon entering the multiverse: a botany class to further her research and to be dropped off in an isolated forest far from the violent god-rearing system BS going on. She was granted both—but not in the way she expected. The system abandoned her in a hellishly dangerous forest—where she earned a rare class that excelled at killing things.

A continuation from where High School DxD Volume 25 left off.

Wei Cheng dressed up as the second child of the Wei family, with a dull and dull personality.

The original owner’s family lived outside the county seat, while the original owner lived alone in the countryside and helped the family farm. His family eats spicy food, and he eats rice with bran.

The original owner was twenty years old and didn’t say he was married. His eldest brother married a daughter-in-law and gave birth to a son.

It was hard for the family to remember his marriage, but after the original owner got married, it was hard for him to continue living in the country, which would cause gossip, and later his family simply separated him.

Divorce before marrying a wife.

When arranging a blind date at home, I met a woman who hated him and was full of dislike for the original owner.

The original owner also liked a girl in the village, and was disgusted and abused in the same way, and his family also disliked his poor and shabby clothes.

After the separation, they also divided into a dilapidated house that no one lived in for a few years, and the original owner left after thinking about it.

Wei Cheng traveled to ancient times by car accident and started his new life, marrying brothers and daughters-in-law, doing business, from being looked down upon by poor relatives, to getting rich later, step by step towards a wealthy family.

Weicheng traveled to a prosperous and powerful country. It was a dilapidated family outside the suburbs of Nanshan County. After the separation, they went from doing business to being a peddler and wholesaler.

Time Traveling Gong V Gentle and Capable Brother Shou

His family is poor.

Sit and wait for a slap in the face.

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“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.