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Release FrequencyEvery 5.4 Day(s)
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Monthly Rank: #1187
All Time Rank: #12542
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One day, my sister breaks up with the male lead.
I couldn’t bear to see her all gloomy, so I took it upon myself to find that knight.
The plan was simple: deliver my sister’s sincerity and patch things up.
However, when I finally reach the place, that knight is nowhere to be found…
“I don’t care if you’re a man or an alien anymore.”
“Well, actually, I am an alien!”
“That just makes it even more exciting.”
Instead of meeting the person I want to see, I met a crazy man.
* * *
It was a dreadful first encounter. I was trembling with fear, but I couldn’t let myself give up just like that. Determined, I chose to quietly observe and bide my time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to meet the male lead alone, just like a shadow.
However, a small problem arose.
“It’s better to give up.”
“What do you mean all of a sudden…?”
“I have no intention of just watching while you turn your attention to another man.”
It seems like this crazy man was seriously misunderstanding something.
* * *
I am Charlotte La Bravant, a woman who never gives up.
After much effort, I achieved my goals and quickly escaped, basking in the joy of success. And why wouldn’t I succeed? I’m the younger sister of the esteemed Marquess Bravant, also known as the dazzling rose of the high society after all!
“Did you think you could escape and I wouldn’t find you?”
“H-how did you…?”
“You’ve become even more beautiful since I last saw you. So, was that man’s embrace warm?”
The duke’s eyes grew more intense as he said that.
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RecommendationsMy Desertion Would Be Faster Than Heros’ Obsession (1)
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