The Book of Abbadon - Chapter 36: Aatu’s Buffer

Abandoned on the battlefield, all he could do was endure the hellish life. He had no family to rely on, as they had turned their backs on him.A soul from the battlefield, Lucavion Thorne.But apparently, he was a lot more than a mere soldier, as fate had many things stored for him.A soul from Earth....When they merged, he realized.He was a one-chapter villain whose sole purpose was to serve as a background setting for the protagonist's tragedy.But was he truly a one-chapter villain, or did fate still have some tricks up its sleeve?Watch the story of Lucavion Thorne as he finds the purpose behind his transmigration and discovers his own fate.

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Jade Nova Frost, heiress to the Frost Empire, a Mafia gang. During a family celebration, she had her full family and its supporters, murdered by a rival Mafia family.

Escaping with her life, Jade moved to Star Cross City to lay low, changing her identity and plotting her revenge against her sworn enemy, Zale Anders.

Jade meets Xander Warner, the all-time wealthy, handsome, intelligent CEO of the Warner Corporations, blessed with a mysterious power, in an unfortunate incident, where the latter tries to protect her, both unaware of each other’s true identity.

Through revenge and chaos, both fell in love with each other, only to be faced with a shocking truth.

Would she let her revenge take over and end all those who took her family from her or would she let her love for him rule out everything?

What secrets lay in dark and what cruel destiny awaited her?

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“Is that any way to treat the person who saved you thrice in one night, tigress?”

“I didn’t ask for your help. I could handle it myself,” Jade protested.

“Really? I wonder what you had done to them, for so many men to be chasing after you right now.” His calm cool voice breezed into her ears, sending chills down her spine at how lovely his voice could be.

“Not your business. Why do you keep coming after me? Who are you? I do not know you.”

She raised her head, so she could look at his eyes to be sure he wasn’t going to lie. A terrible mistake she made as her eyes came in contact with those sexy lips that would capture a girl’s heart at once.

His eyes melted a little at the sight that captivated him. Taking his gaze back up, he took in what he could of her beauty and felt he was been drowned in.

“So pretty.”

“Huh?”

The next thing he did, left her wide-eyed and blinking uncontrollably, trying to process what was happening. Xander had leaned in and captured her lips in a sensual, breathtaking kiss, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of her lips on his.

Once upon a time, there was a makeup artist who possessed outstanding skills and top-notch aesthetic judgement. When he did makeup for various stars, he could embellish sharpness onto the smooth vases that lacked edges, and he could make models who exceeded the boundaries of aesthetics to appear delicate and soft, more approachable to people.

Male stars loved to request him, for he had a thorough understanding of masculine charm in particular, and the makeup he did was never garishly slathered in oils or powders, instead exuding a natural, dashing air of elegance.

Female stars loved to request him, because not only was he excellent in his skills, he was also everyone’s closest confidant; when they chatted, he could easily hold any conversation, and his mouth would be tightly sealed, never allowing anyone’s privacy to slip out.

Although this person was quite young, after getting by in the makeup industry the past few years, he was virtually considered as a distinguished personality in his profession, and would be referred to as a ‘master’ wherever he went.

But he had a terrifying secret. He needed to carefully tread on thin ice and couldn’t expose even the slightest traces; otherwise, nobody would invite him to work ever again, and nobody would apply to the classes he led anymore.

—He was a straight man.

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To care for her ailing sweetheart, college student Lu Chenchen gave up her white-collar office job and chose the higher-paying caretaker profession instead. Going around in circles, she ended up at the Mao family’s home.

The Mao family background was complicated. Old Madam Mao was not her son Yanning’s birth mom, but his young aunt. His wife was Old Madam Mao’s first love’s daughter, spoiled and pampered. Despite over ten years of marriage, husband and wife were distant.

To repay Old Madam Mao’s kindness in raising him, and for the sake of his three children, Mao Yanning endured again and again – not just a loveless but outright destructive marriage.

Lu Chenchen walked on eggshells among these people – carefully serving young and old, currying favor with the lady of the house without offending the man of the house, while also worrying about his sweetheart’s illness and missing “his” elders and children back home. Her heart was like a cookie flattened between the pages of life, living a difficult and cautious existence.

However, as the saying goes, “You reap what you sow.” A life that has been polished will eventually shine with a brilliance that ordinary years cannot compare.