Tail Tone

In her pursuit of saving enough money to return home, Hannah found herself playing the role of the "first-love" character in a beloved novel. Originally, this character was a typical stand-in supporting actress, taking on various substitutes for the female lead as dictated by the male protagonists, such as donating kidneys or sparing road for the female lead, which she all agreed. Eventually, the original character succumbed to the pressure, turning dark and meeting a tragic demise with a disfigured face on the streets after being killed by the male protagonists.
Hannah's task was to follow this grim plotline and achieve the tragic story's intended outcome. However, in the eyes of George River, she was merely a substitute he had enlisted—an entity dependent on him. When his true love returned, he callously abandoned the woman who deeply loved him. Later, he regretted his decision, only to discover that the once-begging woman was now surrounded by various exceptional men.
The individuals who had previously used her as a shield—the movie king, the ambitious young actor who climbed over her for his ideal goddess, and the president who regretted his actions upon regaining his memory—all found themselves humbly pleading for her affection: "Hannah, the one I love is you." Confused by the sudden turn of events, Hannah observed her bank account steadily growing and stumbled upon a newfound skill for crafting tragic stories.
As the main antagonist who successfully survived until the end of the story, Arnold Simmons was ruthless, dark, and violent. In his eyes, Hannah appeared to be the most naive woman he had ever encountered, her thoughts consumed solely by love. Witnessing her continuous deception by those around her, Arnold eventually reached a breaking point and seized her, declaring, "Stay by my side; let me handle your tasks."
[A seemingly fragile flower with an inner strength, Daughter of the Sea, crosses paths with an obsessed, dark, and sinister antagonist who contemplates disrupting the pond of bred fish every day.]

No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!

He looked down at her, gently patting her back, and coldly said, "Spoiled."


She didn't care, just nestling in his arms, mumbling complaints.


He gave in helplessly, cradling her into the room.


Once the door closed, Hannah was finally satisfied. She pointed at the large balcony outside the living room and coquettishly commanded, "I want to go there."


Arnold Simmons didn't move, he lowered his head, gazing at the girl in his arms with a deep gaze and a cold smirk.


"If you don't want to go, then we don't have to." Hannah backed down, obediently staying in the man's arms, her hands tightly clutching his white shirt.


The previously smooth shirt was now filled with creases from her grasp, even the collar button was ripped off. She lifted her gaze, landing on the man's lean jawline, not daring to meet his eyes.


Arnold Simmons tightened his arms, staring at the girl in his embrace, feeling her soft and chilly skin under his large warm palm.


Chapter 139: Not Hitting for Three Days