BLEARGH!
The all-caps, bolded kind of barf!
Upon seeing “The End,” Juno was practically ready to throw up last night’s dinner!
She thought, “What exactly did Mr.
and Mrs.
Jacobs do wrong?
To not even have peace in death, only to be so thoroughly disgusted and wronged by their own biological daughter?!”
“Hello, Host.
This is a classic angsty romance novel.
Because certain plot elements provoked intense disgust among readers, their profound resentment has transformed into an Awakening Mission.
“What you need to do is change the tragic female lead’s life and complete this mission.
Once it reaches one hundred percent completion, you will receive an Awakening Fragment…”
Awakening Mission?
Awakening Fragment?
Juno knew the definition of every single word, but when put together, they didn’t make a lick of sense.
And another thing!
She thought, “Who am I?
What heinous crime did I commit?
Why do I have to do such a nauseating mission?!”
As if sensing her confusion, the system quickly explained, “Helping the tragic female lead awaken is completely voluntary on your part, Host!
Sealing your memories of the main world is just to help you better complete the mission.
You tacitly agreed to this beforehand!”
If one listened closely, its mechanized tone trembled slightly.
It sounded incredibly frantic, as if terrified Juno wouldn’t believe it.
But Juno didn’t care about the system’s panic.
Just thinking about that angsty romance novel filled her with an inexplicable, burning rage.
She wanted nothing more than to butcher the scumbag male lead with her own two hands!
“Juno, why are you ignoring me?
Don’t be mad!
Even if Mr.
and Mrs.
Jacobs have genuinely repented, you have to think about Mr.
Grant!
He treats you so well and never asks for anything in return!
If you acknowledge Mr.
and Mrs.
Jacobs, you’ll become Mr.
Grant’s enemy!
Can you really bear to break his heart?
Can you bear to give up such an outstanding man?”
As Juno received her mission, Jessica Jenkins’s sour voice rang in her ears.
Juno opened her eyes, instantly noticing the palpable jealousy written plain as day across the other girl’s face.
She thought, “Just how stupid was the original owner of this body to be completely blind to this?”
Juno’s piercing gaze made Jessica increasingly uncomfortable.
She lowered her head guiltily, glancing at her designer dress that cost tens of thousands—bought with the very blood money she’d earned by betraying Juno.
“What are you looking at, Juno?
Do you like my dress?
I can lend it to you!”
Juno’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smile.
“Jessica, have you ever thought about it?
If I become the heiress to the Jacobs Group, you’d be able to squeeze way more benefits out of me.”
Jessica froze.
She had clearly never considered this possibility.
However, catching the sharp glint in the girl’s eyes, Jessica immediately played dumb.
“Benefits?
What benefits?
Did Mrs.
Jacobs scare you silly?
What kind of benefits could I possibly get from you?”
Her gaze swept around the shabby rental apartment.
The implication in her eyes was clear: “You’re so dirt poor that I’m lucky you don’t leech off me.
How could I ever get anything out of you?”
Indeed, at this point in time, Juno Jacobs was nothing more than a poor student financially supported by Stephen Grant.
Mr.
Grant provided her with a living allowance, but she never touched a cent of it.
She worked part-time after school and during the holidays, desperately saving up every penny to pay him back.
It had to be said that the original owner possessed all the classic, virtuous traits of an innocent, pure-hearted female lead.
Otherwise, Stephen Grant never would have gradually fallen in love with her despite his deep-seated hatred.
And then there was Jessica, the original owner’s so-called “only friend.” She had appeared during the most difficult period of the original owner’s life.
At fourteen years old, Juno had secretly worked as an underage laborer to earn her tuition fees and had nearly been assaulted by her boss.
Thankfully, Jessica had swooped in like a hero.
Not only did she save Juno, but she also threatened the boss into handing over her hard-earned wages.
After discovering they attended the same school, it was only natural that the two became fast friends.
Later, they tested into the same high school and university…
It was safe to say that Jessica held an even more significant place in the original owner’s life than Stephen Grant ever did.
That was precisely why her subsequent betrayal had left the original owner utterly heartbroken.
But what the original owner hadn’t known was that from the very moment Jessica entered her life, it had all been a carefully orchestrated scheme!
Stephen Grant had bought out their friendship long ago for a mere hundred thousand.
In other words, Jessica was a living surveillance camera planted by Stephen Grant.
No, she was a remote control.
With just a few choice words, she could manipulate all of the original owner’s decisions.
Case in point: the file on Mr.
and Mrs.
Jacobs she was currently holding had been handed to her directly by Stephen Grant.
The entire setup was designed to better control the original owner, turning her into a sharp weapon for his revenge against Derek Jacobs…