Once A Doormat Now unstoppable By Lean

Slim was known for his cold demeanor and indifference towards others. He had built a reputation as a rude and emotionless guy, yet paradoxically, he was adored and popular among his peers. His behavior had never hinted at having a soft side, and he made no effort to hide his true nature. However, everything changed when he encountered the clumsy, quiet girl at a party. He is instantly drawn to her, much like a moth to a flame and inexplicably, he was willing to do whatever it took to protect her and ensure her happiness. This development raises a significant question: Was Slim's newfound interest in her authentic and sincere, or did it stem from a hidden motive, possibly of a darker nature?

Grayson I was her nightmare before I ever knew I loved her. I told myself it was harmless words, laughter and power. I didn’t see the damage until it was too late. By the time I realized Selene was the only girl who ever mattered, she was already gone, taking my chance at redemption with her. Success followed me anyway. Money. Power. A company with my name on the top floor. None of it erased her. So when she walks into my office ten years later—untouched by the boy I used to be—I know this is my reckoning. She may be my employee now, but I’m the one on my knees. I’ll endure her anger, her hatred, even her revenge… if it means I get the chance to make things right. Because this time, I refuse to lose her. Selene I survived him once. I won’t let him destroy me again. Grayson was my bully, my humiliation, the reason my scars run deeper than skin. He took pieces of me I never got back—and now fate has the audacity to put him above me. My boss. My CEO. My past. He looks at me like regret is eating him alive. Like I’m something he still wants. But wanting me now doesn’t erase what he did then. I didn’t come back to be weak. I didn’t come back to forgive. I came back to win. And if Grayson thinks redemption will be easy, he’s forgotten one thing—I’m not the girl he broke anymore. And I won’t go down without a fight.

At the company's annual gala, the CEO announced that this year's top sales performer would receive a two-million-dollar year-end bonus. I was the top performer. However, my manager called me into his office the very next day and explained that the company was cutting costs and improving efficiency. As a result, my bonus had to be reduced. I initially assumed everyone's bonus was being cut. Then, I found out I was the only one getting shortchanged. Even worse, they handed my position to a useless coworker who could barely do the job. I understood everything immediately. 'So this is how it is. You're tossing me aside after you got what you wanted from me.' Fine. I stopped putting in any effort from that day forward. I clocked in, did the bare minimum, and watched the company slowly fall apart. Sales began to drop month after month. Even the major clients I had already secured began withdrawing their investments. That was when the CEO finally panicked. He showed up at my front door, begging me to fix things. I kicked the door open and looked down at him. "You think a garbage company like yours deserves my help?"

There's a running joke in my circle about the biggest doormats around, and I've topped that list for years. Turns out there's something even sadder than being a doormat: getting your wedding banquet canceled ten times by your fiancée. The first time, Melissa Ferguson had to stay behind and nurse her childhood friend, who'd taken a bad fall. The second time, her childhood friend was starting his first day of work, and Melissa couldn't stop worrying about him. ... The tenth time, her childhood friend got into it with a client at work, and Melissa tore off her veil and bolted out the door without a second thought. The wedding guests openly mocked me and turned the whole thing into a joke again. But I'd already made a decision. I'd go after my own goals from now on. No more wedding. Melissa and I were done. She went her way, and I'd go mine. One day, I walked straight out to the car waiting outside and went to make something of my life.

In a world where laughter and chaos collide, meet our hilarious, mischievous, and dirt-poor teenager, who just so happens to be the younger brother of a high-ranking conglomerate. Despite his sharp intellect, he's utterly clueless when it comes to love, especially with a girl who harbors feelings for him. His endearing innocence will leave you feeling excited, irritated, and downright annoyed all at once. Initially timid and fainthearted, this young man's journey to strength is spurred on by his fierce older sister, whose skills rival those of the legendary Yoo Leejin—strong, agile, and exceptionally trained. Together, they navigate the treacherous waters of gang rivalries and thuggish challenges, proving that family ties can forge unbreakable bonds. What can you expect from this rollercoaster of a story? The romance? Oh, it exists and simmers just beneath the surface! The action? Absolutely, with adrenaline-pumping encounters! The humor? A hearty dose of laughter awaits! The mystery? Intrigue lurks around every corner! Join them on this wild adventure and witness their transformation from 'Poor to Perfect'! Watch only on 'Poor to Perfect.' Find me on Facebook: Thai Qu Cing ^^

The syndicate's year-end banquet was wrapping up. A blinding spotlight hit me. "Time for our final toast. To the family's Biggest Dead Weight." Dead silence for a second. Then, malicious laughter erupted across the room. Silas’s new girl, Chloe, nudged my shoulder with a smirk. "Go get your award, Valentina. Don't be shy." "I voted for you too. You earned it." I stayed quiet. Looked at our Boss, Don Silas. He knew exactly what I did for this criminal empire. The untraceable money laundering. The late-night drinks to buy city councilmen. The premium casino licenses I secured through my own family ties. I built the syndicate's most profitable underground cash flows. Blood, sweat, and tears. But now, he just sat at the head table. Staring at me with cold eyes. "What? You don't like the family's reward?" I walked up to the stage. Took that cheap, humiliating plastic chip from a soldier. Chloe handed me the mic. Smiled sweetly, playing the innocent angel. "Any speech, Valentina?" A room full of mobsters in suits waited for the punchline. I held the chip. Looked at the faces I had fed with clean money. Gave a soft smile. "Since the family thinks this is all I'm worth... I'm out." The laughter stopped instantly. They thought I was just a lovesick woman throwing a tantrum. Until the offshore laundering networks shut down. Until politicians and VIPs pulled their money out. They demanded their real contact. Otherwise, all protection was gone. They totally panicked.