MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad - Chapter 3 003. Time is not me

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to the river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water.Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone.The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor.Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her gentle grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again.This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure.Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life were now hovering around her.The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.”The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door.The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist.The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough.Elara stared at the ceiling that night and sighed.She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both?But the worst one came after the concert.The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path.She looked up.The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who did not even know her name before rebirth.Now he held her wrist lightly, but firmly.“Let’s talk,” he said.Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?”“No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.”Her brain froze.“…What?”“I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.”Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles.This was not how it was supposed to be.Why was the world now skipping steps?NB:This story takes place in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities.

Why did going to the supermarket to buy vegetables end up transporting her to the 1970s, where she became the aunt her mother despised the most? She initially thought living in the 1970s would mean experiencing dire poverty, struggling from meal to meal. Fortunately, her grandfather was a devoted revolutionary, her grandmother adored her granddaughters, her father was indulgently affectionate towards his daughters, and her mother was harsh in words but soft in heart. Her uncles and aunt were exceedingly kind to her, and she even had a wealthy mother abroad and a father from a family with deep cultural roots. Wasn't this the prelude to living like a princess? With the advantages of the right time, place, and people, why did her life as the aunt still turn out so miserably in her previous life?A newcomer to rural 1972, Tian Sisi thought destiny wanted her to strive and be inspired, but in reality, it directed her towards a path of happiness and well-being. This story features a touch of levity, inspiration, struggle, and freshness. The female protagonist is no pushover.The new novel 'Spoilt Wife in the Sixties' has started, featuring a sweet romance tale, one-on-one.

MC Derick, unexpectedly reborn, had thought he could save his sister's fate, whom he had relied on since childhood. However, to his surprise, an apocalypse unfolded...After accidentally killing zombies, Derick activated the Apocalypse King system. Wasn't this forcing him to conquer the world and establish his own ideal kingdom?Thus, Derick embarked on the path of an Apocalypse King, singing all the way from the city of Gray Bear. Want to survive? First, call him “Master.” Whether you are a high-ranking lady, a celebrity singer, a police flower, a school belle, or an elegant beauty, in Derick's eyes, you are merely a slave. To stay alive, behave obediently and serve as a good female slave...

[Love After Marriage + Nausea and Vomiting of Pregnancy (NVP) + Flash Marriage + Sweet Pampering]A calm and self-possessed business tycoon vs. a highly intelligent, pitiful medical studentLuna Axton, for whom even a twenty-yuan milk tea was a luxury, never expected that one day she would get pregnant and marry into a wealthy family!On the first day of their marriage, he said, “We are just using each other for mutual benefit. Don't expect anything more.”On the Nth day of their marriage, he said, “Wifey, please give me a kiss. I'll take care of the baby, I'll wash the diapers! In my eyes and heart, there's only you and our little one.”Before marriage, she couldn't even afford a cup of milk tea; after marriage, the tycoon's whole family takes turns pampering her! Not only was her mother, whose life was hanging by a thread, cured, but even during childbirth, a master of traditional Chinese medicine begged to take her pulse!Some people mocked her for climbing the ladder through improper means, for her humble origins, and for being foolish and dull.Blaze Fairchild: “I proposed the marriage, I chose my wife. Don't you know I'm the one who got the better deal?”A certain ambassador plenipotentiary: “Luna Axton is my beloved daughter, born with top-tier specs in every way!”As she secretly marveled at how lucky she was, the aloof President Fairchild wrapped his arms around her waist and coaxed softly, “It's not that you're lucky. Meeting you has used up all of my luck.”