Mga Maiikling Kwento tungkol sa Feel-Good Story at mga Nobela ng CEO na may Superpowers

On the day the heir to a mafia family was supposed to meet my best friend in person, she shoved me forward. I stared at her. “He’s your online boyfriend. Why should I go?” She smiled without a hint of shame. “I don’t want to waste the best years of my life on a cripple! Besides, I’ve been sending him your pictures for the past two months.” I opened my mouth to curse her out, but translucent comments suddenly drifted across my vision: [Why did the female lead give this chance to that scheming supporting female character?! Gus’ legs are about to heal, and he’s worth $20 billion!] [Relax. He only loves the female lead. He wouldn’t give that supporting female side character a second glance. He’ll toss her $200 million and send her packing!] Pay me off with $200 million and send me packing? As a captivating beauty with a naturally alluring scent, adored by everyone but desperately short on cash, I swallowed hard and pushed the door open. “Mr. Cooper, did you bring what we need to get married? I’m in a bit of a hurry.”

As the son of Harbor City's casino magnate, I willingly handed control of the World Cup book to my stepsister, Sophie Bell. It was only because, in my last life, Sophie, who had never watched soccer seriously, suddenly turned into the family's lucky charm and called sixteen World Cup matches in a row. Every single night I stayed up breaking down each team's tactics and studying the players' habits and tricks. Yet Sophie could always predict the exact score, a step ahead, saying out loud the very answer in my mind. "Admit it, Adrian. I'm just stronger than you! Everyone, listen to me and go all in!" After that, the whole internet worshiped her as a goddess and praised her as a natural-born betting queen. Everyone mocked me as nothing but a fraud who'd never deserved his name. I was driven out of the family, and in a daze, someone shoved me off a high-rise. Only in that moment did I finally learn the truth: my stepsister could eavesdrop on my thoughts in real time. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night the World Cup began. This time, I didn't watch the matches. Instead, I looped through my head: "Darling, hold my hands. Nothing beats a jet 2 holiday, right now you can..."

I accidentally spent the night with a wealthy heiress from Kingscourt after she was drugged. The next morning, I panicked and slipped away before she woke up. The following day, her childhood friend came to find me. He handed me a check for one million dollars and told me to leave the country. My eyes practically lit up. Just as I was about to take the check, I suddenly heard his thoughts. "Once he accepts the money, I'll report him for extortion and send him straight to prison. "Then I'll tell Valerie Cooper that I was the man from that night, marry into the family myself, and let him rot in jail." A chill ran down my spine. Well, he should've said so earlier. I can still tell the difference between one million dollars... and a lifetime of wealth and luxury.