A Journey That Changed The World. - Chapter 900: Dragon Stalkers

Once in time, she became a peasant girl in Yuehe Village who had just been divorced. Her parents disappeared, leaving her with a five-year-old child. Little Baozi brother, grandma doesn’t care, grandpa doesn’t care, uncles and aunts are top-notch, cousins ​​make fun of them.

It doesn’t matter, we have space and the world in our hands. Let’s see her make a fortune with her little bun.

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Killed On The Roof Top On Her Wedding Day By Her Just-Wedded-husband,Jasmine Trevor begged for a second chance at life.As If The Universe Heard Her Plea,Jasmine Trevor Was Reborn To Two Days Before Her Wedding With Jack Raven.This Life,She Vowed To Change Her Fate While Face Slapping Jack And Get A Sweet Revenge. What Would Be The Perfect Face-Slapping Than Getting Married To His Rival??Jasmine Went Ahead With The Wedding,on the aisle,she took everyone by surprise by introducing a new groom while she had security men throw Jack Out Of The Hall.A Villian Was Made. Getting Married To The Infamous Billionaire Monster Who Was Tagged As The Killer Of His Parents,Jasmine Was In For A Ride She Never Bargained For.Jasmine’s Taste For Revenge Made Her Get Entangled With The Sadistic Billionaire Who Has A Very Dark Past,One That Might Cloud Her….Thrust Into His Endless Abyss Through A Contract Marriage, Jasmine Was Stuck With Kingsley Elm—-Who Saw Her As His Possession. An Asset And His Obsession.“Be Tame,Little Vengeful Wife. You’re Mine Now.”

Ming Luo is a wasted daughter of the Duke Yi’s household. Her father forced her to study medicine but it was not a wise choice since she was of no use. Her sister from a different mother uses underhanded schemes to get rid of her. Out of guilt and frustration, she tries to commit suicide. Everyone thought she was going to die but she miraculously woke up.

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.