The Wronged Heiress Reborn For Her Crown - Chapter 886: Dare

He was on his way to buy some beer to celebrate his acceptance as a civil servant when he was suddenly isekai’d by truck-kun.

She was a 21st century’s forensic doctor. With her medical expertise, she uses her scalpels to save life and investigate the dead. Unfortunately, she transmigrated to the body of the unfavourable first daughter of Liu residence. At first sight, he looks handsome and charming; with his crotch erected underneath his half-naked body. She smiled and asked, “Have you been drugged, sir? A cure? One treatment costs two hundred taels.” He frowned dangerously as if to judge whether is she worth for him to give his body to her willingly. She quickly used her silver needles on seven acupuncture points and teasingly stared at his crotch. “Look, you calmed down immediately, aren’t I good?” The moment she finished her words, his member grew larger again. She got pinned down by this wretched prince, “I’ll give you four hundred taels, change another treatment method.” “F***!” She got unlucky, and that was how her son Liu XiaoLi got into her stomach.

…… On a fateful day, Liu XiaoLi was refining his medicine-making skill. The little punk walked towards his mom……

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Noah was once the King of Kings. He shaped laws, ruled countless realms, and commanded reality itself. Then the Author rewrote him out of existence.Stripped of his throne and cast into the Abyss, a realm where power is stolen and gods are reduced to myths, Noah is forced to begin from nothing. No army. No crown. No authority. Only memory.But memory is dangerous.He remembers what it feels like to rule. He remembers the structure of fate, the weight of narrative, the weakness hidden inside destiny. And this time, he refuses to be a character in someone else’s story.With a chaos-born princess at his side and rebellion rising in his wake, Noah begins his ascent. Puppet kings will fall. Sacred scripts will shatter. The very threads that bind the world will be torn apart.The Author believed he could erase a king.He only created a hunter.And when the last page turns, the one who holds the pen will learn what it means to be rewritten.

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to the river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water.Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone.The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor.Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her gentle grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again.This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure.Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life were now hovering around her.The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.”The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door.The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist.The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough.Elara stared at the ceiling that night and sighed.She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both?But the worst one came after the concert.The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path.She looked up.The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who did not even know her name before rebirth.Now he held her wrist lightly, but firmly.“Let’s talk,” he said.Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?”“No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.”Her brain froze.“…What?”“I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.”Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles.This was not how it was supposed to be.Why was the world now skipping steps?NB:This story takes place in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities.