Return of the Swallow - Chapter 563.2: Morning Court (1)

Choi Sunwoo’s life takes a dramatic turn when he wakes up as a character in the very novel that enthralled him for weeks. Working as a publishing company PD for five years, Sunwoo is no stranger to dramatic twists, but nothing prepares him for this surreal twist of fate. Now pregnant and trapped in a cursed narrative, he becomes an integral part of the story he once read. Sunwoo’s character, an ambitious Omega, daringly infiltrates the secretariat under the guise of a Beta, all to be near the enigmatic and dominant Alpha, Kang Jinwook. His bold plan spirals out of control, leading to a scandalous pregnancy and a botched blackmail scheme. As he attempts to extricate himself from this tangled web by resigning, he finds himself the focus of Jinwook’s intense and obsessive desires. Will he outwit Jinwook and break free from the novel’s grip, or will he be forever ensnared in its pages?

Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, “Good Morning, Chief!”

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.

Have you ever thought about what the goddess in your mind will look like in front of others?

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