MTL - Shadow Hack - v2 Chapter 911 Astral mortal

“The harder I try to hate you, the deeper I fall for you.”

His presence irked her to the core, but whenever he got out of her sight, she missed him?!

….

A tyrant, known to be the city’s infamous playboy.

As an executive assistant, she was forced to work under him by the most cruel twist of fate.

If losing her job overnight was a nightmare, then working under a boss like Desmond Fort was hell. He was an arrogant narcissist with an ego bigger than the whole of Imperium city, but that was not what angered her the most.

The most infuriating fact was that despite his constant assholery, her heart seemed to stupidly skip a beat every time he gazed at her with those devilishly charming eyes.

She knew she was making a mistake but that didn't stop her from sinking deeper and deeper into his charm.

All she wanted now was to leave! But leaving hell was not nearly as easy as getting in.

The world is in an age of change between the old and the new society, and the collision of politics, economy, thought and culture is becoming more and more violent.

Moster Verak, a photographer from the slums of Zward City, was reborn two months ago, starting from impersonating the son of a consortium again, stirring everything and subverting the world in the turmoil of rapid industrial development and wild expansion of ambition.

[Overhead world, please do not compare reality]

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Scheming female assassin transmigrated to become the weak Eldest Miss, her story is wonderful and stunning, attracting peach flowers to blossom open. Cold calculating emperor? Geniusly bad crown prince? Insidious happy-go-lucky prince? Gentle physician? Ice-cold mystery male? Who is her true love? Haha, but she only eats, definitely will not take responsibility! Beautiful men be careful!

[Unique Trait – Those you meet will remember you. No matter what happens, they will remember you forever.] In a world on the brink of ruin, people summoned to save it are categorized as heroes and extraterrestrial workers, abbreviated as “foreign workers.”For some reason, I became a foreign worker who is loved by transcendents that view humans as mere insects.