Surely I'm not the only one

2024.11.27 17:45 LettuceDelicious7847 Surely I'm not the only one

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2024.11.27 17:45 httpsweetie Is he only staying to make me “happy” or because he can’t afford to leave?

I (F27) have been with my husband (M30) for almost nine years, married for two. I thought he was my better half, supported him through his darkest times emotionally and financially, and truly couldn’t imagine my life without him.
Last year, I discovered his digital cheating. For five years, he’d been using a Reddit account to send nudes, have phone sex, and connect with women, couples, and others via Snapchat and Kik. I was shocked, depressed, and lost. Though I never questioned his sexuality before, this made me question everything. We started couples therapy, which helped me understand his actions, and he admitted it was still cheating, even without meeting anyone in person. Despite all of this, I wanted to make it work because I still loved him. But my confidence tanked, and I was constantly triggered.
Over the past five months, I’ve started healing and forgiving him as he’s shown effort to rebuild trust. However, we’ve continued to argue—mostly about finances and his lack of communication. These fights have turned toxic, with both of us contributing to the negativity.
Recently, we went on a road trip, hoping to reconnect and start fresh. We set boundaries and committed to better communication, but just days ago, another argument erupted over him procrastinating on bills. It escalated to the point where he took off his ring, said “we’re done” repeatedly, and claimed I bring out the worst in him. He later said he tried to find the spark between us but couldn’t.
I broke down, reminding him of everything I forgave and how I stayed through it all. He left to smoke, came back, and went to bed. Since then, he’s refused to talk about it. Even though i’ve asked him repeatedly to have a talk with me so that we acknowledge what’s happening. I’m supposed to host my family this week, but I feel like he’s only staying to avoid disappointing them, not because he loves me. I don’t have the strength to fake I literally feel like i’m going to word vomit and tell my family we are separating during dinner.
I’m left feeling like he hates me, and I don’t know what I’m holding onto anymore.
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2024.11.27 17:45 OzBargainBot [PC] Free - Dark Sector @ Steam

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2024.11.27 17:45 lss_web_1444 Image post title 916

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2024.11.27 17:45 valleyaerialmedia For everyone traveling through New Jersey this weekend- It’s not just a highway that smells bad!

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2024.11.27 17:45 WBNC Revolutionary War Button - French Continental Artillery Officer

Back home in Connecticut for Thanksgiving tomorrow and got out for a couple hours this morning to a new site.
Found this button walking around the woods right next to a field known to have been camped in by the French army on their march from Providence, RI to Yorktown, VA. I have a lot of older buttons, but this is the oldest military button that I’m able to confidently trace/tie to a specific time period.
The example posted on Colonial Williamsburg’s website is the exact same design, but appears to be made of a different material. I’m not certain the metal composition of the button I found is, probably some sort of blend.
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2024.11.27 17:45 Glittering_Box4543 On me!! 2 local add 333160340200

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2024.11.27 17:45 Alternative_Ad1481 Dana Brooke

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2024.11.27 17:45 Striking_Pool_3563 I broke up with her but..

I broke up with her coz she cheated. I am only in my thoughts that she is moving on straight away. Her Snapchat score always going up as if she's talking to someone new.. I can't take my mind off her as it's still raw. I also can't stop posting Reddit posts and reading people's stories. I feel like I'm going insane and the only way is down..
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2024.11.27 17:45 Nit1on Low Fantasy Wandering Paladin

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2024.11.27 17:45 iAmQubick [Qcrit] Seeking Guidance on Publishing My YA Thriller "No Way Out" as a 17-Year-Old Author

Hi everyone, I’m looking for advice on how to navigate the publishing process for my young adult thriller novel, No Way Out. It’s a survival story that combines the high-stakes tension of The Hunger Games with the psychological intensity of The Maze Runner. The manuscript is complete at 312 pages.
The story follows Andrew, a withdrawn teen struggling with grief after his father’s death, as he is sent to a week-long sleep-away camp designed to help troubled teens “find themselves.” However, the camp quickly turns into a nightmarish battle for survival when Andrew and the other campers discover they are participants in a deadly game orchestrated by the camp’s sinister overseers. With themes of resilience, moral dilemmas, and camaraderie in the face of impossible odds, No Way Out explores the strength of the human spirit in its darkest hours.
I’ve completed the manuscript and am eager to pitch it to agents or publishers. However, I’m unsure how best to position the story, especially given the mix of action, psychological elements, and its appeal to both YA and crossover audiences. Should I query it as a thriller, dystopian novel, or both? Are there specific agents or publishers known to work well with this genre?
I am also running on a tight budget, as I am only 17 years old, but I am incredibly passionate about getting this started and taking the first steps toward publication.
Any advice on pitching, or navigating the submission process would be incredibly appreciated. Thank you!
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2024.11.27 17:45 ElmerCV21 In your opinion... which is the most toxic/complaining champion's community?

I thought that Seraphine mains were "toxic" ones that complain every patch of our champ (It's partly true... there are things that could be improved about her, but oh well)... but DAMN... Viktor mains have showed me how wrong I was... I can't enter any social network with a minimum interaction about LoL without seeing them insult/cry since Arcane end...do you know of any other community with a champion that is just as toxic or more toxic than the typical ones (Vayne, Draven, etc.)...
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2024.11.27 17:45 Independent-Stand-46 Best chap of history class 10?

Imo print & global World seemed fun to read, even tho I may be biased as it was not in my syllabus
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2024.11.27 17:45 AjGreenYBR This is just horrible.

For the love of fuck give us the option to swap weapon selection back to the R1 button like it's been for the last FEW YEARS instead of this nonsense control scheme that is only going to appeal to the COD babies that never use their wristwatches in game. I can already look left and right, I didn't need a critical action removed away from my fingertips and mapped to a hand position that only double jointed Cephalopod
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2024.11.27 17:45 Firm-Top5836 36 [M4F] #online/Dubai – Let’s build trust and make this the last post I ever need to make; intimacy follows when the foundation is right.

I'm seeking a discreet connection with someone who values quality time, just like I do. I’m a 36-year-old guy living in Dubai, and my goal is simple: find the right person who will make me want to close this page for good.
I believe in getting to know each other first and seeing where things lead—intimacy is something I want to build slowly and naturally.
A little about me: I enjoy the simple pleasures—movies, long drives, walks, and strength training. I’m also into history content on YouTube and have a quirky interest in palm reading!
I’m an adrenaline enthusiast, always ready for a new adventure. I can be introverted or extroverted depending on the situation and the people around me. While I enjoy socializing and exploring new activities, I also value my quiet moments.
I live in DB (look it up before messaging) and am content with this phase of my life, but there’s still room for something meaningful. Life’s too short not to take chances, right?
For me, communication is essential—let’s stay in touch regularly and respect each other’s time and commitments.
If you’re a genuine person looking for the same, I’d love to hear from you!
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2024.11.27 17:45 RUKittenMe99 11-15 DPO Update

For anyone who has seen my posts, I have been really worried about my progression, especially on easy@home. For anyone not seeing dark lines at 13-14 DPO, mine finally darkened today at 15 DPO! For reference my betas at 13 DPO were 47, i unfortunately won’t be able to get more till Monday at 20 DPO since we’re going into a holiday.
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2024.11.27 17:45 AlishaGray Looking for a washer and dryer

Hi all. I need to pick up a washer and dryer, and was hoping to do so this coming weekend because of black friday sales. I have a best buy credit card and would like to use that to buy them so I'm limiting myself to looking at options from best buy. I prefer to avoid 'smart' appliances if possible, and my budget for the two is around $1500-$1600. Can anyone recommend me something decent, from Best Buy, that'll last a while?
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2024.11.27 17:45 Fickle_Mongoose6124 Villain's Nightmare: Ariel' Rebirth

Chapter 1 The Grave Of Ariel White Dug Up
It was a dark and stormy night.
In an unknown mountain, deep in the forest, two men got out of a van with a gunny sack and tossed it into the pit they dug.
The mouth of the gunny sack burst open, revealing a dark-skinned girl who was all skin and bones. Her facial features were not exactly ugly, but they were far from stunning. She could only be described as modestly pretty. Perhaps it was because of the years of malnutrition, but her complexion was sallow, and her skin dull and rough, devoid of the inner glow of health.
A large, bloody hole gaped at the back of her head, making it clear that she was struck and killed by a blunt object.
A sleazy man leered at her youthful face, a wicked spark of desire stirring within him. “Boss, this girl is still warm. How about we take advantage of it?”
The other man also smirked lecherously. “I heard that this girl is Mr. Fletcher's fiancée who was raised in the countryside. She had just come of age and was still a virgin. We hit the jackpot this time!”
The two of them jumped into the deep pit. Paying no regard to decorum, they hastily stripped their shirts and pants. Blood streamed down, staining the girl's faded T-shirt a vivid red, making for a startling sight.
“Why does it feel like something is off with this girl? Her body is just too cold.”
“No matter! Maybe it's because of the low temperature in the mountains. Anyway, she's still fresh, so it would be a waste not to enjoy her!”
Boom!
A blinding flash of lightning suddenly tore through the night sky with a resounding boom.
The dead girl abruptly sat upright.
“F*ck!”
“Ahh! She has come back to life!”
The two men were so terrified that they huddled together, staring in horror at the girl who had just opened her eyes.
Ariel White's hair was disheveled, her face pale without a trace of color. Her large eyes which were as black as night locked on them both lifelessly, devoid of warmth.
In the next moment, she raised her hand.
With extraordinary strength, she slapped the two men, sending them flying out of the pit.
Under the cover of night, her voice resonated with a bone-chilling balefulness.
“How dare you peasants dig up my grave? Are you sick of living?”
Like a carp, Ariel leaped out of the deep pit, looking down at the two sleazy men lying on the ground.
Her distinctive eyes narrowed dangerously.
Grinning slightly, she bared a row of chilling teeth.
“Your faces are shrouded in darkness, marked by sinister lines and ominous moles. Both of you are nothing but embodiments of evil. How about I show you some mercy and just devour you both?”
“A ghost!”
The two men were terrified to the core, scrambling away in fear.
Ariel extended both her black and bony hands, patting them coldly on their backs.
The two men's souls were promptly ejected from their bodies.
Their souls were translucent, hovering in the air with bewildered expressions on their faces.
Sensing something amiss, they looked down, only to see that their bodies had gone cold.
In utter terror, they realized that they had encountered a Soul Reaper.
Horror-struck, they immediately fell to their knees while bawling away, pleading for mercy tearfully.
“Please have mercy on us, great deity! It was Vivian White who forced us into this. We never wanted to kill you. Please spare us...”
“We both have families to care for, so we can't just kick the bucket... Please spare us!”
Ariel found them both too noisy and grabbed them, one in a hand.
Her spindly fingers moved as swiftly as making a string figure, flattening their souls forcefully, kneading them into a small black orb.
Then, she swallowed it before belching in satisfaction.
“It didn't taste all that great and was barely even enough to make a snack.”
The two men were far from virtuous, engaging in every form of wickedness imaginable, from rape and robbery to murder and arson.
Ariel had studied their faces and knew that if she didn't intervene, they would live for at least another forty years.
Over that span, the number of people who would meet their end at their hands would be at least in the double digits, and countless girls would be ruined.
Ironically, the two men would enjoy a peaceful death in the end.
When it came to dealing with such malicious people, she had no regard for the Heavenly Law but simply devoured them.
The taste of wicked souls wasn't exactly appetizing, but they could enhance her strength.
In a swift motion, Ariel kicked the two bodies into the deep pit.
Ultimately, the pit they dug became their own final resting ground at the end of the day.
A stream of cold liquid trickled down from the back of Ariel's head.
She casually wiped it off. As her dark and unfathomable eyes locked onto the bright red blood on her fingers, she fell into deep thought.
The owner of the body shared her name—Ariel White—and was the eldest daughter of the White family in Yannopolis.
She was cut out from the belly of her mother who died in a car accident and was regarded as a coffin child, a harbinger of bad luck.
Her biological father, Zayne White, harbored an intense hatred for her, the coffin child who had caused his wife's death. As such, shortly after her birth, she was tragically abandoned and left in the care of a relative in the countryside.
Life under someone else's roof was far from easy. Besides the daily grind of grueling manual labor and farming, there was also constant abuse. Hunger was a constant companion, warmth a luxury rarely afforded.
A patchwork of black and blue bruises littered her body, a clear indication of long-term abuse.
Throughout her brief and tragic life, the host had never experienced a single day of happiness.
Even before she died, she was still chopping wood on the mountain when she was ambushed from behind by the two unsavory men. A blow from an iron hammer shattered her skull, thereby ending her life.
Ariel narrowed her eyes. If it hadn't been for those two wretched men digging up my grave tonight, causing the seal to loosen, I wouldn't have awakened. My primordial spirit wouldn't have taken possession of this girl's body either.
She was a zombie ancestor who transcended three realms nine thousand years ago, possessing both knowledge of divine destiny and understanding of the spiritual world, whose very name struck fear into the hearts of all.
She didn't particularly care for her current body, which was pathetically weak.
Closing her eyes, she tuned into her true body, only to discover that it was sealed nine thousand meters underground.
“Nine thousand meters? How long would I have to dig?” With resentment written all over her face, she looked down and studied her body.
“Tsk, what a snot-nosed girl, flat as a board. She looks like she'd never had a full meal in her life.”
Ariel didn't like it, but she had no choice.
The seal hadn't loosened completely, so only her primordial spirit was mobile.
Since she had taken over the host's body to come back to life, she could only use it for the time being.
However, that body was beyond weak.
It was simply incapable of containing the full strength of her primordial spirit energy. Even the slightest exertion of energy almost caused it to burst at the seams.
Ariel had no choice but to swiftly seal off ninety-nine percent of her primordial spirit energy before squeezing out the remaining bit of it to heal the host's injuries.
As she recovered, she fell deep in thought.
The host has a childhood engagement with Christopher Fletcher, the eldest son of the prestigious Fletcher family in Yannopolis. As soon as dawn breaks, the Fletcher family's car will come to take her back to Yannopolis. It must have been the marriage agreement that brought about her tragic demise. Vivian White, whom the two sleazy men mentioned, is none other than her half-sister...
Ariel's lips curved into a faint smirk, her eyes brimming with contempt and arrogance. “Vivian White? The Fletcher family? They're nothing!”
Chapter 2 Slapping Her Cheating Fiancé
Shortly after, dawn broke.
The Fletcher family's Bentley limousine parked at the entrance of the village attracted the villagers, who all flocked over. They had never seen such a luxurious car in the remote mountainous village, all craning their necks with their eyes widened.
“Just wait a little longer. She'll be here soon.”
The woman standing in front of the luxury car and speaking to the Fletcher family's butler, Benjamin, ingratiatingly while bowing and scraping was none other than Lucia Zimmer, the relative who took Ariel in.
Upon seeing the luxury car, she was utterly riveted. But when she learned that Benjamin intended to take Ariel away, she made a one-eighty.
“If I hadn't been so kind to take her in, she would have been dead long ago. You're welcome to take her away, but don't you think you should compensate me for all my expenses? I raised her for eighteen years! Don't dream of taking her away without paying me at least ten or twenty thousand!”
With his face devoid of expression, Benjamin handed her a check.
Those living in the remote mountainous village had never seen a check. Lucia stuck her hands on her hips, her expression mean and nasty.
“Why did you give me a piece of worthless paper when I asked for money?”
Benjamin was struck speechless.
A piece of worthless paper, you said? What a foolish country bumpkin! This scrap of paper is worth a million!
“That's a check, Mdm. Zimmer. I saw it on TV. It can be exchanged for a lot of money!” someone said enviously.
Lucia's eyes lit up, and she asked Benjamin, “How much is it worth?”
“One million,” Benjamin replied expressionlessly.
One million?
The village fell silent in an instant, everyone stunned by the astronomical amount.
They couldn't even make ten thousand a year, so a million was practically a pipe dream.
In a flash, countless envious and resentful gazes fell on Lucia.
Grinning from ear to ear, Lucia moved to take the check ecstatically.
Unexpectedly, a dark, bony, and rough hand snatched it away before she could take it.
It was none other than Ariel.
Startled, Lucia hurriedly moved to grab it back. “What are you doing, you b*tch? Give me back that check! It's rightfully mine!”
Ariel held the million-dollar check in hand, her brow quirked a fraction and her expression indifferent.
“Do you deserve it? Ever since I was three and started having some sense, I slaved away at your house. Every day, I headed up the mountains to collect herbs while it was still dark. And when I came back, I served your entire family, doing the laundry, boiling water, cooking, feeding the pigs and donkeys, hauling manure, and farming. I've long since repaid any debt I owed your family.”
Seeing that the million was about to go up in smoke, Lucia couldn't care less about the crowd of onlookers anymore. She lunged forward ferociously to snatch it back.
“Give it back to me! You lived under my roof and ate my food, so what's wrong with asking you to do some work? It was only right that you repay me!”
Ariel looked at the shrew of a woman with disdain.
Patting herself down, she took out a crumpled bill for five bucks from her pocket and flung it up at Lucia's face.
“Here. Keep the change.”
Having said that, she promptly got into the luxury car.
Benjamin knew that remote and impoverished areas created deplorable people. Fearful that he might not be able to leave if he didn't leave immediately, he hurriedly sped off, leaving a cloud of dust behind.
“Stop right there, you b*tch! That's my one million!”
Lucia was utterly enraged. Despite running herself ragged, she couldn't catch up to the luxury car.
As the million that was within reach slipped away just like that, Lucia was overwhelmed with rage and spurted a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground straight away.
In the car, Benjamin surreptitiously observed Ariel.
He discovered that she was not quite the same the investigative results indicated.
He had investigated her beforehand, and she had been living there ever since she was abandoned by the White family, a pitiful child who had never even attended school.
Judging from the look of things then, however, he felt that she was not quite cowardly and illiterate as indicated in the investigative results.
Contrarily, the aura she emanated was incredibly potent, even more so than the powerful and influential business tycoons he had encountered.
It was as if frivolity was in her very bones, her dominance carrying a unique and unparalleled sense of mysteriousness.
“Don't take this road. Take the back road instead,” Ariel suddenly said, pointing at a fork in the mountain road.
Benjamin's brows furrowed. “Ms. White, this highway is the fastest route. I'm afraid we might not make it to the banquet on time if we take the back road.”
However, Ariel persisted, so he couldn't quite refute her.
Shortly after the Bentley had taken the back road, a thunderous boom echoed from nearby.
It was a landslide, engulfing the highway completely.
Benjamin's gaze on Ariel changed instantly.
Had I insisted on taking the highway earlier, we would've likely ended up in a car wreck and both died. She's just a child raised in the countryside. Surely, she couldn't have predicted that, right?
The Bentley went from the small mountainous village to Yannopolis, eventually coming to a halt at the entrance of a five-star hotel.
Benjamin turned and glanced at Ariel's attire. Her faded T-shirt was stained with blood and mud, standing out starkly with the refined and elegant place at a glance.
However, Christopher had given the order to just bring her directly to the banquet hall without dressing her up.
“We're here, Ms. White. Mr. Fletcher has been waiting for you for quite some time.” He opened the car door and gestured for her to enter the hotel.
Ariel lifted her eyes and swept a gaze over the towering skyscraper. Where ordinary people saw nothing, she distinctly saw a black ball of dark energy swirling at the top of the building.
The corners of her mouth inexorably curved upward, and she licked her lips.
Yum. Another delicious treat has come knocking at my door again. It's such a huge chunk, so consuming it would boost my strength significantly!
Watching as she smiled, Benjamin felt a pang of pity deep within for the fate that awaited the innocent girl.
The golden hall was resplendent in its opulence, its brilliance dazzling. The guests who were invited were all dressed to the nines, the men handsome and striking, the women beautiful and alluring.
Only Ariel walked in dressed in an impoverished attire, so out-of-place that she immediately drew disdainful gazes from everyone present.
Some people even exaggeratedly clapped a hand over their mouths and noses, moving a considerable distance away.
“Where's security? Who let a pauper in?”
“Is such an upscale place one for a pauper like her, who came from the slums?”
Ariel turned a deaf ear to it all, sweeping her gaze around in search of the staircase. All she wanted was to head to the top floor for a feast.
“You're Ariel White?”
Suddenly, a cold and indifferent male voice rang out.
Ariel turned around, only to see that it was a man in a handmade customized Iugrean suit, tall and striking, with a distinguished appearance. It was none other than her fiancé in name, Christopher Fletcher.
He walked over with an air of elegance.
Christopher scrutinized her from head to toe, the look in his eyes icy cold.
“Sure enough, you're as inferior as I imagined—short, ugly, filthy, and rank, with a dark complexion to boot. Which part of a woman like you makes you worthy of me? I truly don't understand what Grandpa was thinking. Today is my engagement banquet with Vivian. I called you here to cancel our engagement. Hand over the token. Fill out this check for however much you like, then get out of my life.”
Right before the crowd, he threw the check in her face.
Ariel's chilly eyes narrowed slightly. She swiftly grabbed his wrist, a hint of mockery showing on her gaunt and pallid face.
The force was so immense that it almost shattered his wrist bone.
“I can forgive your ignorance if you kneel down and apologize, brat.”
Kneel down? Apologize? This d*mn girl must have lost her mind!
The crowd jeered loudly, “As expected of a country bumpkin! She doesn't even realize where she is, much less the fact that she's going up against the prestigious Fletcher family in Yannopolis!”
“How brazen of her, even daring to ask Mr. Fletcher to kneel. I bet she won't be walking out of the hotel tonight.”
Christopher frowned, the pain nearly causing a cry to escape him.
He endured it forcefully, in disbelief.
This country bumpkin looks so weak that a breeze could topple her. How could she possess such immense strength? She must have trained her strength from having done loads of farming.
“Let go! Otherwise, I won't be so polite with you anymore,” Christopher hissed through gritted teeth.
He struggled a few times, only to discover in a panic that he was unable to break free from her grip.
Her black and spindly hands effortlessly held his wrist, her grip gradually increasing in strength.
Christopher was in such pain that he was on the verge of tears. He raised his other hand and swung it forcefully at her face.
Smack!
The sudden slap left everyone present dumbfounded.
The slap wasn't delivered by Christopher to land on Ariel, but the other way around.
Moreover, her strike was swift and decisive, resonating throughout the banquet hall.
Christopher was left utterly stunned by the slap, seeing stars whirling.
On the heels of that, Ariel did something else that took everyone by surprise.
She abruptly lifted a leg and kicked him in the crotch, sending him flying several meters away.
The indescribable agony forced Christopher, a towering man of one point eight five meters, to cradle his groin with one hand and painfully drop to his knees.
Ariel wore an expression of indifference, but her tone was incredibly arrogant.
“You're a piece of trash who isn't even fit to lick my shoes. I hereby declare that you've been dumped. Get lost!”
Chapter 3 Consider A More Dignified Way To Die
Everyone present held their breaths, but they all knew that Ariel was as good as dead.
Having been a dominant force in the business world for many years, Christopher had never suffered such humiliation, let alone in front of such a large crowd.
Worse still, it damaged the dignity of the Fletcher family.
“Men, seize her!”
Gritting his teeth against the intense pain in his groin, he used the table for support and straightened, issuing that order in unrestrained fury.
Four or five bodyguards in black rushed in. Upon seeing that, Ariel took off and nimbly darted through the crowd, her movements as graceful and swift as a swallow in flight. The bodyguards didn't even manage to touch the hem of her clothing.
“Christopher...” Dressed in a resplendent gown, Vivian White descended the stairs all dolled up. When she caught sight of Ariel among the crowd, her gaze darkened a shade.
Don't tell me filthy country bumpkin is my half-sister? I've seen her picture, and it indeed looks like her. But she's still alive? What did those two fools do when I paid them so handsomely? How could they let this embarrassing country bumpkin ruin the engagement banquet my long-awaited engagement banquet?
Ariel had also spotted her. From her features, she immediately recognized the strikingly beautiful girl as the host's half-sister.
The two of them stood facing each other a near distance apart.
In the eyes of everyone present at that moment, Vivian was noble, elegant, and beautiful, much like the unattainable moon in the sky.
Contrarily, Ariel was like a dung beetle that crawled out from a pile of coal, both black and stinky, a downright eyesore.
A hint of disgust flashed across Vivian's eyes.
Having such a disgraceful sister is truly a major stain in my life!
Meanwhile, Ariel quietly gathered her energy, aware of the paltry strength she had left.
Seizing the right moment, she shot her hand out like lightning.
Without anyone knowing, a palm current struck Vivian on the shoulder.
A surge of energy instantly swept through her body, causing her to shudder as if struck by lightning. Immediately after, her resplendent evening gown fell apart in public, revealing her fair body.
Everyone was astounded.
There were many men in the banquet hall. Their gazes turned lustful, fixed on her exquisite figure.
Christopher face flushed bright red.
“Ahh! Don't look! Don't look!” Vivian covered her chest in a panic, wishing that the ground would open up and swallow her whole.
“Close your eyes, everyone! I'll gouge the eyes of anyone who dares to peek!” Christopher roared, hastily removing his suit jacket to conceal his beloved's fair and exquisite body.
Everyone turned around, not daring to look any further.
As for Ariel, who caused all the commotion, she had already made her way to the rooftop.
“Where's my food? Where has it gone?”
She glanced around but didn't find the ball of dark energy. Instead, all she saw was a lone figure sitting by the edge of the rooftop.
The man was in a wheelchair with his back to her, gazing at the bustling nightlife of Yannopolis silently.
Ariel patted her somewhat hungry belly, then stepped forward and struck up a conversation with him. “Are you planning to jump off the building? I can help you out the painless way.”
As a zombie ancestor, she was unlike the lesser zombies who needed blood to sustain themselves. To her, souls were the ultimate nourishment.
Hmm, if this man is seeking death, I can help him out by devouring his soul. After all, helping others is the root of happiness!
The man remained silent.
After waiting for what seemed like forever, Ariel grew impatient and prompted, “Are you going to jump or not?”
Having just expended her energy, coupled with her current body being inherently weak, she felt incredibly famished. Hunger had a way of making her lose her sanity.
Bang!
The rooftop door was abruptly flung open.
Two groups of bodyguards in black appeared, one of which was sent by Christopher to seize her.
The other group was more trained at a glance, comprising of retired special forces. They approached the man in the wheelchair. Stopping three meters away from him, they formed a solid human wall behind him, their eyes fixed intently on Ariel.
Their piercing gaze seemed to carry a clear warning—if she dared to harm their master, they wouldn't hesitate to throw her off the rooftop.
Ariel counted the number of people seriously. “Tsk, it would be a delight to consume so many black orbs.”
Nonetheless, a voice in her mind reminded her that it was not the Nine-State Nation of the past there.
In the present world, simply taking a life was considered a crime.
Her primordial spirit was trapped within that body for the time being, unable to break free. If she were to be truly imprisoned, the agony would be as unbearable as being sealed.
“You injured Mr. Fletcher, and he has pressed charges against you. Please come with us. Don't make things harder than they need to be,” the bodyguard in black said coldly.
If it weren't for the fact that her true body wasn't there, she truly wished to leap off the rooftop and leave happily.
Her current body was mortal, so if she were to jump, she would only end up splattered on the sidewalk.
“Fine,” Ariel agreed readily. A hint of a smile played at the corners of her mouth, and a glint of craftiness flashed across her eyes.
After taking a couple of steps, she glanced back at the man in the wheelchair. Feeling a pang of regret, she advised him to consider a different way to die.
“Falling from such a tall building would result in a gruesome soul after you die. You would be disfigured and your limbs mangled, a sight that would turn one's stomach. For your own sake, consider a more dignified way to die.”
She was a zombie and was not fussy about her diet, but she still cared about appearances.
Listening as she spoke to herself, those present couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.
What on earth is she talking about?
After Ariel had been taken away, the man in the wheelchair spoke indifferently, his voice cold and deep, carrying an intense sense of oppression.
“We're returning to Jacaster.”
The bodyguard in black nodded but asserted respectfully, “Old Mr. Lovell has said that your chance of survival lies in Yannopolis, so you must not leave until the time is right, Mr. Lovell.”
The man with a distinguished aura snorted coldly. “I've never believed in such superstitious nonsense.”
“Old Mr. Lovell has just texted, asking you to only return after you've finished handling the affairs in Yannopolis.”
A hint of resignation flashed across the man's eyes. “Grandpa sure goes all out to make me stay here. Let's go down to the banquet hall.”
In the banquet hall, everyone gossiped among themselves because of the unexpected incident earlier.
The subject went from Vivian's pathetic and embarrassing wardrobe malfunction to the identity of the country bumpkin who crashed the engagement banquet.
Someone explained, “Ariel White was betrothed to Christopher by Old Mr. Fletcher when he was still alive. Regretfully, her birth was bad luck, and she's a coffin child. Even the White family doesn't like her. She was sent to the countryside to be raised immediately after she was born.”
“A coffin child? Gosh, what bad luck!”
“Exactly! Even Zayne himself didn't want this daughter of his.”
“It's clear as day that Ariel is an ignorant country bumpkin. Just look at how poorly she dresses. She's not nearly as beautiful as Vivian either. If it were me, I too would choose Vivian.”
The crowd suddenly plunged into an uproar.
All eyes in the banquet hall swung to a man who entered in a wheelchair.
The man was strikingly handsome, his features so perfect as if meticulously crafted by God himself. His demeanor was cool yet elegant, exuding an air of nobility so profound that demanded nothing less than absolute respect.
However, he radiated an inapproachable aura that was so icy and dangerous that it was impossible to ignore.
“Holy cr*p! I can't believe I saw Samson Lovell here!”
“Samson Lovell... Are you referring to the heir of the Lovell family in Jacaster?”
“Who else could it be, if not him?”
“The Lovell family in Jacaster is an affluent family, and he's the sole heir, with a net worth of tens of billions!”
“But I heard that he's a jinx. Whoever gets close to him be struck by bad luck,” someone murmured.
As soon as those words rang out, everyone nervously picked up their wine glasses and moved at least three meters away from him.
Samson Lovell sat alone at the center of the banquet hall. He had long grown accustomed to the way everyone avoided him like the plague. Snagging a glass of champagne, he savored it quietly.

where can I read this for free or anyone knows the chinese version?

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2024.11.27 17:45 ReqRep Elder Wood Viktor or something idk i haven't seen the show.

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2024.11.27 17:45 Grumpie-cat Discuss, what Romance Novels does Mirage read?

Btw this is a canon line in the show, and Mirage is the reincarnated form of Tidalwave, y’know that giant ahh titan who’s a 3 piece battleship/submarine/aircraft carrier.
I want your theories on what actual romance novels this guy reads.
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2024.11.27 17:45 Icy-Big3041 These people are the reason behind devaluations of cards

I was just browsing technofino and came across a post by a guy named Abhishek (yep, he's the same guy who was tagging hdfc while posting about 1% cashback on cc payments) in which he mentions that you can transfer money from your credit card to bank at a "profit" of ~3% using cred wallet if you hold a sbi cb card and there was a link to a youtube video which has the same info but in a video format, checked out other videos of the channel and found out that's the usual content for this channel
I don't care about banks losing money but i am just worried about card devaluations because of these morons who have considered credit cards as their primary income source
Is there something we can do as a community to stop this
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2024.11.27 17:45 i-wish-i-was-a-draco Anyone trying to do safi jiva?

1051035965 here’s my steam code
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2024.11.27 17:45 Wonderful_Fly_8726 r/Whitetopia has been banned.

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2024.11.27 17:45 GeeForcer_WoT 2.8 or Cosmos for LAN Party

I have not been following the development of Cosmos so I do not know what the main differences are between 2.8 and Cosmos 1.0. Would you recommend one vs the other for someone new who wants to setup and play at a LAN party? Specifically, I'm wondering if stability and/or mission availability is better in one or the other and if there are other considerations. There will likely by 6 of us if that matters.
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2024.11.27 17:45 saifastic I need help trying to get back my old number can a lawyer help w this my phone provider couldn’t

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