Romans & histoires Baroness Goes On Strike Manga

"I can't believe you're still being so delusional even when you're barely alive, Suzanna—just focus on staying alive instead! "Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your lousy parents—I'll show you what it's like to be respectful of others!" One of them started breaking the tendons in my arm, while the other continued to kick at me. Pain shot through my entire body, and I struggled to back off. However, Larry pinned me down with a vicious stare before slapping me. He spat, "How dare you try to run! I'll make sure you pay for the wounds your men inflicted on Ms. Cindy! You'd better stay here and endure the beating!"

"I'm sorry... I will revise it, sir." The room fell silent again. Ramon stared at her for a long moment before speaking. "I don't pay people to mess around and recycle old ideas." Wanda's heart skipped a beat. The humiliation was unbearable. Just then— Buzz. A vibration cut through the room. It was Ramon's phone. His expression darkened further. Whoever was calling at this moment clearly had terrible timing. He ignored it. His lips parted to continue. Then— Buzz. The phone vibrated again.

Thinking back about how they once helped Jenny ostracize me, I didn't sympathize with them at all. But I guessed that Jenny did not have any money to pay them. It did not matter to me anymore how they tear each other to pieces. Jenny suffered a few slaps on her face. The blisters started to bleed. Her hair was disheveled, looking very much like a ghost. She desperately tried to ask Tony for help, but he merely kicked her aside and retreated backward. "Just die! You disgusting woman! You'd be lucky if I don't sue you for emotional damages!"

The dissenting murmurs from the crowd surrounding us made the Baron stagger to his feet, his face steaming with embarrassment as he squabbled toward me, jabbing one thick finger in the space between us. “YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET THIS YOU BIG BASTARD! MARK THIS DAY! THE TIME WILL COME WHEN I’LL RAZE THIS CITY TO THE GROUND!” Baron Yaga bellowed, his double chin wobbling like a chicken’s gullet as he cradled his broken nose in one hand.

Baron suddenly grabbed me and pulled me toward his jeep. "Hey, stop it! Let go of me!" I cried. "You are coming with me. The Alpha of my pack is dying to take revenge on your dear Ambrose, so you are the perfect victim for him. Maybe he will let me have some fun with you after he is done with you," Baron sneered. No way. I may be weak, but I would not let this scumbag take me without a fight. I raised my foot and kicked him as hard as I could. My foot landed right between his legs and he yelped.

All heroes and villains from My Hero Academia, Roxy & I were taking a break after what happened. I was in the arena honing my combat skills. Tenya Iida the class rep of Class 1-A saw me honing my combat “ahh Incubus-kun” he said I stop and look at Iida “oh Tenya I’m surprised you’re here” I said with a surprised tone “true but I’m not only one here, Compress!!!” Mr. Compress appeared out of the shadows. “You called Iida” he said “Atsuhiro Sako, what are you doing here?” I asked “Sako just did some reconnaissance and he found some information that may be useful” said Iida “okay let’s head to the staff room to continue the conversation” I said so Iida, Sako & I left the arena and headed to the

Blackwell was stealing glances in our direction. Baron appeared silently beside me. “Seems you have a fan,” I said, nodding toward the girl. “I couldn’t care less,” he replied flatly. “Even if she’s a pretty, innocent-looking thing who nearly combusts every time she sees you?” Baron’s eyes shifted. The moment their gazes met, the poor maid turned bright red and nearly dropped her tray. Baron let out a low chuckle. “Make it worth your while,” I told him.

"You have to be protected at all costs! And I do mean, 'all costs!'" Terry's anger flared. "You think I can't do anything against you, huh? I'll call my grandpa right now. Let's see if you can still talk tough when he's here! Hey, you! Call my grandpa!" The bodyguards' leader nodded and began dialing. "Understood." Both factions froze in a tense standoff. Neither side would yield. "Don't think I didn't notice what happened! You harassed a lady and tried to bully her into currying sexual favors for you! The way I see it, you deserve to be socked in the face by my mentor!" Baron said sharply. "Your defiance makes not a lick of sense!"

"Transaction successful, Ingrid. The orphans thank you for your generous donation." "No!" The Baroness screamed. "Reverse it! Reverse it!" "Error: Encryption Key Deleted." "Goodbye." The screen went black. Then, a single image appeared. A Lion. (The Sterling Logo). The Baroness collapsed into her chair. Fifty billion. Gone. It wasn't just her money. It was the Russian mafia's money. The Cartel's money. The Yakuza's money. Her phone started ringing. She knew who it was. She didn't answer. She opened her desk drawer and took out a small, pearl-handled pistol. She knew the rules of the game. Failure was not an option.

"Get off!" The masked man grunted and let go of my waist. The blond guy saw me struggle and grabbed me by the throat. He shouted at the guy on the ground. "Strip her and get pictures while you're at it!" The masked man recovered and slapped me hard across the face. "That's for kicking me!" The two of them pinned me against the wall. By the time my clothes were ripped down to my underwear, tears had already started falling. Suddenly, the pressure on my body vanished. A jacket was thrown over me.