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waited. There was some slight irritation where the laser was hitting him but other than that, nothing. Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared. He felt like there was something new inside his head. The robotic voice came again and gave further instructions. "Please close your eyes and concentrate. Imagine a safe place, any place, you are standing inside it. No one else can get in here, this is your personal palace..." Somehow Sheng Chen could feel himself falling asleep. The robotic voice sounded a bit hypnotic and Sheng Chen couldn't help but follow its directions. He did as told but after several minutes nothing happened. He kept trying over and over again and finally after a full hour h

"Have you had your breakfast Mr. Odolf? Please have some tea and taste some of the muffins I bought at the cake shop down the road." Seth put down a teacup for Odolf and a plate of muffins. "The flavors of the Muffins that I bought varied. Starting from chocolate, vanilla, and cinnamon, to cheese flavors." Without waiting for Seth to finish speaking, Lexus took a cinnamon-flavored muffin. "Did you buy a lot of muffins, Seth?" asked Lexus. His mouth was full of muffins. "Of course, yes, Young Master. I bought it for you too." Seth answered while walking back to the back of the Lexus.

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

Drinking the wine in her glass in one go, Cherry’s eyes curved up into crescent moons as she smiled at Snow, who did not hesitate further and drank the tea in her hand in one gulp. After that, the two chit-chatted for a while. Gradually, Snow started seeing double. When she laid her eyes on Cherry again, the kindness on the latter’s face had slowly turned into a grimace. “Che… Cherry, you…” For a moment, Snow’s head felt heavy and her vision was blurry. Then, with a bang, she passed out on the ground. Looking at the unconscious Snow, Cherry finally revealed her true nature. “Haha! Little c*nt! How dare you steal my role? You even went to the extent of making light conversation with me. Who t

she said softly. Then, to my surprise, she took a step forward and hugged me, lifting her face up to mine. She smiled, her braces on full display while I stood awkwardly. Something about her innocent embrace cracked through the broken shell of my soul and threatened to expose the bitterness that had lingered for years now. I wasn’t a little prince anymore; I was the bitter prince. Ironically enough, it was her father who gave me the nickname. Phoenix put her hand on her sister’s shoulder and pulled her away from me. She signed something, and Reina nodded.

I said, taking the book from Chloe and crushing my finger over the face. ‘Thank you, Mateo. I would love to repay the favour. Please let me buy you dinner soon.' I sent that text because I couldn't stop myself from helping; I was extremely happy about the situation. I got one of my favourite prints for free. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LATER THAT AFTERNOON. I went to get coffee at a new spot that opened down the road. It was supposed to be the best coffee I had ever had. And quite frankly, after flipping through pages of years' worth of clothes, I really needed something strong to wake me up.

My plan was simple: Live like a slacker until Travis became a rich, successful CEO. Then sit back and enjoy life as a pampered young lady. During my major course, I was hiding in the back row scrolling on my phone when the original Jennie’s best friend, Linda Lander, texted me and asked if I wanted to join a mixer party. That’s when I remembered. In the original novel, this was the scene where Nancy flirted with three high-quality male leads at a bar. It caused a ripple across the entire storyline.

I was learning not to ask questions that did not have answers. She was nineteen now. Almost twenty. The months were slipping through my fingers like water. --- July 4th came. Rick came over. Chloe came over. Matthew and Priya flew in from Seattle. The house was full for the first time since Christmas. Laura made lemonade. Not from a mix. From actual lemons. She was proud of herself. She did not say it, but I could tell. The way she set the pitcher on the table. The way she looked at it like it was a trophy.

he answered. "Flamis persona? What was that?" "You'll know about it later," he answered. I glanced back at the book. The first page says "Spadomar" and I immediately know that it means prophecy. I flipped the first page and my brows furrowed in confusion. There's only one page but its weight feels like it contains millions of it! "There's only one page?" I asked loudly but didn't get any response from him, so I just decided to read what was written on it.

Of course, Brooklyn doesn't think that's possible, but I won't give up this time. As cheesy as I secretly am, I listened to "fight song" by Rachel Platten on the way here to gain confidence. And now I'm panting and armed with Daria's weakness—Ben & Jerry's strawberry cheesecake. I know she hates my guts for leaving her for three months without a word exchanged, but can she fight her inner cravings?