History's Number 1 Founder - Chapter 1429 - The Bell of Destiny’s Third Form!

[Ding! Sign-in System Installed!][Ding! 10x Rewards System Installed!][Ding! Mythical-Rank Ice Mana Circulation Technique Acquired!][Ding! Legendary-Rank Blazing Sun Holy Physique Acquired!]He spent all his life caged in a hospital because he was born with something special. Within those thick walls of concrete, he yearned for freedom and love, but he only found freedom in his death.But that wasn't the end.Reborn as Aegon Valeria Augustus, he awakened not one, but two systems.A Sign-In System that rewards him depending on where he is.A 10x Rewards System that multiplies whatever he gains as rewards.One day it’s mythical techniques, the next it’s… bricks. But whether it’s legendary physiques or useless sandals, Aegon takes it all with a grin.Why?He finally had the freedom and love he had always wanted, and along with that came the desire to explore this fantasy world and its culture.But there were a lot of things he missed from Earth, so the system helped him with that too.[Ding! Skill: Master Chef Acquired!][Ding! Skill: Professional Author Acquired!][Ding! Skill: Barista Arts Acquired!][Ding! Skill: Modern Medicine Acquired!][Ding! Skill: Entrepreneur’s Insight Acquired!][Ding! Skill: Musician’s Touch Acquired!][Ding! Skill: Tech Crafter Acquired!]Each reward gave him the knowledge, instincts, and muscle memory of those professions. Suddenly, he could cook dishes no one in this world had ever tasted before, write stories in a style completely alien to their culture, brew strange drinks that hooked nobles with their unfamiliar taste, or even treat injuries with precision no healer had ever displayed.“Who cares about conquering the world when you can explore and enjoy it? Or even help it become something better?”Aegon wasn’t worried about his strength, because his systems were already making him invincible.He only wanted to enjoy the freedom his new life gave him and protect the love he had never experienced before....What to expectVery Slice of Life. Yes, it’s mostly focused on SoL, so if you want tension-filled battles, this isn’t the novel for you.Low stakes.Some drama.Good fights, but low stakes and fun in tone.Light-hearted story.Modern professions introduced in another world.Comedy mixed with character development (which means you need to give some time for MC to develop too before calling out names for him.)Slow paced

[Mature Content] [Dark Themes]Catherine Lane had the perfect job in Midnight City, secretary to Ares King, the impenetrable billionaire bachelor, infamously known as the devil CEO.To the outside world, Catherine's life was nothing short of flawless, but in reality, she struggles with debts on the verge of ruining her life. To avoid harassment, she decides to quit and get the cut that comes with it.As if that wasn't enough, her long-term boyfriend cheated on her, claiming she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her.Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straws when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue.“Become my wife for one year.”“Why me, Mr. King?”“Because we work, Ms. Lane.”The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be?*****“I think that's all...” My heart throbbed as I grabbed my pen. Here comes the hard part.“You're forgetting something, Ms Lane.”“Hmm?”“We haven't looked over the special clauses.”Special Clauses? Shit! I forgot about that.“The next page.”I flipped the paper.Number one: The wife should under no circumstances fall for the husband. Should the wife breach this clause, all compensation shall be nullified and revoked.“Unfortunately, changes can't be made to that clause.”I scoffed. Does he actually think I'd fall for him?“Understood. Emotional attachments should be prohibited.”“This, Ms. Lane, is why I said we work.”A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

When he stayed at her home and one night, he took her body in a drunken stupor. From then on, he had been a constant fixture in her life. How adamant he was in forcing a marriage was how adamant she demanded for a divorce. “I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you!” After she repeated such an important proclamation three times, he finally tossed her the divorce paper. She thought she had finally escaped him alas… After the divorce, he still snuck into her room every night… Finally losing her patience, she yelled, “We are already divorced!” He glanced at her and set down the divorce paper before her. On it, it was written clearly: After the divorce, the car is hers, the house is hers, the company is hers, their child is hers, he… is also hers?

She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him.She sacrificed her self-respect —for him.She forgot her true identity —for him.But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart.Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage.So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for.Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again.____Excerpt:Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?”“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.”His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.”Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.”“On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—”“Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.