Payback #bl Manhwa Mga Nobela at Kwento

Business elites and reporters attending the summit had stopped to watch this absurd spectacle. I looked at Liam kneeling on the ground and at his mother, who was trying to buy off three hundred million dollars in crimes with a cheap thermos of soup. All I felt was a hollow, heartbreaking absurdity. This was the true ugliness of human nature. They weren't sorry for their greed and cruelty. They were crying over the freedom and money they were about to lose. They actually thought that bowing their heads, saying sorry, and cooking a pot of soup meant the victim should forgive all the monstrous things they had done.

As an omega with a masculine build, it was uncommon that it became his inferiority. “But… I- I’m not pretty. Also, I don’t know how m-models-“ “Sir, if you are not pretty then what am I? We can guide you on what to do!” he blinks his eyes twice as fast and flashed a pleading face, “Try it once then you can decide whether to continue or not. We will pay.” One word caught Davi’s attention and his anxious face turned to curiosity, “pay?” “Ah-huh. Two hundred fifty thousand per concept. We’re a known company and we give generous pay!”

Wanda's eyes darted around, scanning the crowd for backup, but all she got were whispers—and none of them sounded sympathetic. "Seriously? He doesn't owe her anything." "She's just trying to guilt-trip him. That's so low." "If she's that desperate for money, she should get a job. Begging like this is pathetic." The realization hit her hard, and her fake-innocent act crumbled. Her face twisted with anger, and she went straight for the nuclear option. "I've been sleeping with you for three years, Shaun! And now you're throwing me away? Fine, if you won't pay, I'll tell everyone you forced yourself on me!"

"Hello?" The person on the other end of the line was sobbing. "I'm sorry... Mindy. I... regret my decision."

SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ)POV "I can assure you Mr Black that you won't regret working with us... As you already know, we are the best in this field, and despite having so many other franchises, we are still at the top of the charts, once you give your approval for this project, we will not only own the chart but the returns will be used for the betterment of the country" I explained with a smile on my face. Mr Black smiled. "A lot of people want that land that you are after Scarlet Antonio Rivera... And you are so young... "

"This is the offer letter from Zach Airways. We'd like to hire you to be the chief pilot. The annual pay is three million dollars, and you'll also be given stock options." He leaned against the chair. "It's too tiring for you to be in this position. You're still young, and you shouldn't limit yourself." I pushed the envelope back to him. "Mr. Zachary Lowe, I'm Ethan Lowe," I said. His finger paused on the desk for a moment. "I know your name." The corners of his lips twitched. "And I know who you are." Zachary rose to his feet and buttoned his coat. "Ethan, if you refuse to help, I'll opt for another way out."

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

“And now they pay.” The words land without effort. Final. Azriel nods once, slow, certain. When I glance back, just briefly, he’s still watching, something quieter in his expression, something sharper. The machines hum steadily behind us. Callum doesn’t move. And somewhere else, Vance is comfortable, Anya is laughing, both of them exactly where I need them to be. I don’t look away from Callum again. Because this is the cost. And this time, I make sure it’s paid.

[End of Flashback] When I got home that day, I cried my eyes out. A few months passed and I was poisoned and when I woke up, I was someone different. I didn’t have all her memories but it gradually came back to me. As I held the congee bowl in my hand, I tried to think back to the time when Sayori and Yukio were still okay. I wonder how Sayori never noticed the way Yukio looked at her. Anyone could see his loving gaze towards Sayori.

Iris actually throws up, realizing Joey and her stepmother are having sex. “I know, disgusting,” The woman holds Iris’s black hair back and rubs Iris’s back. “Why? Why is this happening?” Iris asks again, screaming and choking on tears. “It’s a little complicated. I’ll tell you what I can. You get three chances to make it right. I am sorry to say I agreed to a game with the god of the Sea. He says his creations are stronger than mine. Daria has already been re-born once. If she fails twice more, I win. So, you get to go back,” the lady tells Iris. “You get three chances. If you can’t defeat Daria and Ingrid, then I lose, and you stay dead.”