登入Life is unfair, that's what Helga Novalie thought, living in poverty and torture from her drunk and gambler father. The girl had to sacrifice everything, her job and her future. Even the hope of getting out of that hell felt impossible. However, one night Helga accidentally witnessed a car accident where the female driver tried to save Helga but in vain. Who would have thought that it was the beginning of how Helga got out of the hell created by her father? However, Helga never knew that a new, colder, and more thrilling hell was waiting for her when Zean Wilder made Helga his replacement wife. A famous billionaire like Zean could not possibly be involved in the dark mafia world. Helga, who was trying to get out of that cold and dark hell, learned that the woman she had saved and given the necklace to was Helga's older sister who had long since left with their mother. Feelings of anger and revenge burned in Helga's heart and she swore to find whoever killed her older sister. However, Helga's existence is threatened because of a secret hidden in her necklace. Can Helga find her happiness amidst the hell that always surrounds her, and conquer Zean's cold and empty heart? Who would have thought that something big was waiting for them both?
查看更多The roar of the central faction's second-tier armored tactical helicopter engine slowly camouflaged among the crashing of the thick waves hitting the concrete walls of the Southern Sector's underground port.This place was a black dock structure built illegally beneath a commercial warehouse complex, serving as a secret gateway for Eleanor Novalie to smuggle illicit commodities in and out of Neophile City. The air here felt incredibly humid, cold, and filled with the thick scent of diesel mixed with iron rust.Helga leaped down from the helicopter's sliding door before the landing gear could fully touch the concrete floor. The gray tactical shirt and military bulletproof vest fitted tightly across her broad, sturdy frame, providing a sharp silhouette beneath the dim glow of the dock's spotlights piercing through the water mist.With her pure stubborn nature, she gripped her trustworthy Glock in her right hand, while her left fingers occasionally touched th
The exhausting night silence was slowly replaced by a new dawn creeping over Neophile City. The main hall, which a few hours ago was filled with Emillia's hysterical screams, was now completely clean, leaving behind a faint smell of antiseptic mixed with the remnants of tension frozen in the air. Following the execution of the domestic sanctions handed down by Grandfather Ebizar, the power map within the Wilder dynasty had shifted absolutely. Elzio's upper faction was now completely paralyzed, while all control over the fashion district and their financial routes was officially transferred under the authority of Zean and Helga.Zean guided Helga back to the upper floor of the mansion. However, their master bedroom, which was messy due to shattered glass and bloodstains from last night's battle, was currently in the process of sterilization by the central faction's cleaning team. The man brought Helga toward one of the VIP guest suites in the east wing of the mansion, a spacious room
Warm steam filled the private bathroom with its black granite stone nuances. Zean seated Helga on the edge of the marble sink, ignoring the fact that his own tactical attire still smelled of gunpowder and dried blood. With extraordinarily careful movements, forming a stark contrast to the tactical cruelty he had shown a few minutes ago, Zean's large fingers took a piece of sterile gauze and antiseptic liquid from the medical box.Helga remained still, her stubborn nature causing her beautiful eyes to stare straight into Zean's dark irises. When the antiseptic liquid touched the laceration on her left cheek, a slight twitch appeared at the corner of Helga's lips, yet not a single complaint escaped. Her iron mental firmness was as cold as ice."You went too far by making yourself the bait without my full consent, Helga," Zean whispered, his voice hoarse, low, and laden with a restrained possessive passion. He pressed the gauze gently, stopping the remaining flow of blood that had briefl
The three gray silhouettes from Eleanor Novalie's secret third faction troops infiltrated the room with terrifying precision. Inside the thick darkness, the infrared sensors on their tactical helmets swept across every corner of the minimalist space, searching for a three-dimensional sign of the target's presence.However, what they did not know was that Helga Novalie had completely merged with the darkness behind the white marble pillar near the black leather sofa.The atmosphere inside Zean Wilder's private bedroom instantly transformed into a pure battlefield. The air that just last night was filled with thick biological passion was now abruptly packed with the smell of gunpowder and a heavy murderous intent. Helga’s stubborn nature blended with her iron mental firmness; she refused to allow her bed to be defiled by these Southern Sector lackeys.The moment the lead intruder stepped past the boundary of the black fur rug, Helga did not waste a single second.Two consecutive shots f
Helga took a towel. Her body was shivering from the cold because of Zean’s doing. Even though she had bathed in warm water, her body still trembled, especially when she remembered the man’s rough treatment earlier.When she stepped out of the bathroom, Helga was slightly startled to find Zean sitti
Helga crawled out of bed, and the lights that turned on made her eyes close because of the glare. What surprised Helga even more was Zean, standing in the doorway of her room, then the one on the bed."Who are you?" Helga asked in fear of a man on the bed. The figure who had just touched her neck w
Helga touched her neck which felt sore. It turned out that Zean was not playing around with his threat. He almost killed her."He must be crazy," said Helga still touching her neck area. The girl's forehead then frowned deeply as she remembered the photo that looked familiar in her mind.But Helga
Helga woke up from her sleep because the dazzling sunlight disturbed her deep sleep. The girl blinked, glanced in all directions and remembered yesterday's events. The girl raised her left hand, a small diamond ring embedded in her ring finger."It wasn't a dream?" thought the girl.Removing the th
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