Novel & Cerita Supreme Ocular Master The Peerless Heiress

"She works here. It's her job to cater to customers' orders and right now, I am a customer." Asshole. Such an asshole. Why haven't I realized this before? Have I been so blinded that I did not realize what kind of man he is? Or have I seen it all along and just ignored it all? What did happen to me? How could I disrespect myself like that? I cleared my throat and faced Heather. "Have you chosen your order, miss?" She smiled sweetly at me, her slender and pretty fingers flicking against each other. "I'll get what my boyfriend got. And yes, please make it fast."

This time, I even developed a rash. Just as I removed the needles, Casey walked into my room. “Oh, I see the hick is tearing the dress apart. What? Don’t you love my gift to you?” “This was you?” My question tickled Casey pink, her face contorting into a menacing smile. “Do you actually think you can find needles in a dress? I even put glue and itching powder in your dresses. “Who are you to wear the same clothes as me? Just because you’re with the family now doesn’t make you an heiress. You’ll always be beneath me.”

Her eyes light up as if Christmas has come early, but all I could do is nod my head and try to keep my face as neutral as possible. For the next few hours, the Omega talked about “Master” nonstop and how lucky I was to be his date. Did she not know I was going as his puppet to kill the new Alpha King? She was definitely completely brainwashed by the Prince, which bothered me because she really was a sweet girl.

Now that the Basalt Armor had resurfaced, it was likely in the possession of someone from Eastern Ocean. "Do you know who currently has this treasure?" Chase asked, not expecting much of an answer. To his surprise, Aaron replied immediately, "It's in the hands of Celestial Master Jameson." "And who is Celestial Master Jameson?" Chase inquired further. "A Celestial Master is the title granted by the emperor to those who have surpassed the true master level. Celestial Master Jameson is one such master from the Jameson family. Just two days ago, he publicly displayed the turtle shell."

"Approach the enemy with the attitude of defeating him without delay." -Miyamoto Musashi- *** “Are you nervous?” Dion asked her as they were getting ready for Michel Louise’s birthday party. “Hm, not really. It’s the opposite, I am eager to start the plan.” Sofia replied as she applied a bold red lipstick that complimented her really well. Just like the night when she almost died, she chose to wear a ruby red dress with matching ruby earrings and necklace.

In her place stood a woman who exuded power and confidence, her every move radiating an aura of quiet authority. A small gasp escaped the lips of a young receptionist, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Oh my god," she whispers to her colleague, "Is that… is that Madam Chairman?" Her colleague, a seasoned veteran of the Xiang Empire, nodded, his eyes fixed on the arriving heiress. "The one and only and the most beautiful," he replied, his voice hushed with a mixture of awe and apprehension. "Madam Chairman Sarah Xiang, it's an honor see you."

**Third-Person POV** "Gentlemen, we are going to begin shortly. Please let there be decorum.” The mistress announced with a wide grin, her eyes scanning the powerful masters in the room. The Omega buyers. She was going to make a lot of money from this group of men, and she was pleased. After they settled down, she left to get the Omega girls. She has spent a lot of energy and money buying them, either from their wicked uncles, irresponsible parents, or kidnapped after childbirth. It's a payday, She Affirmed.

"Here, this goes down to the VIP room" Shaw, the manager of the event for the day wearing an apron, sets the tray holding four glasses of champagne in it for Nora Payton, a very beautiful recessive Omega who kept wondering why Shaw would send her up to the VIP room full of Alphas knowing fully well she was an Omega, a recessive one that hasn't experienced any heat circle or change.