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[ CLOSED ] 29th century, Mars. . . where 8 con artists, public figures, and other experienced charlatans must work together to uncover the dark secrets behind the facade of the seemingly utopian settlement of Kepler City
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After fighting her boss at work and promising too never returned, indeed, Aysel didn't. Instead, she died while trying to save a girl, and then got transmigrated to a Novel world. Oh, in her new life, she is very rich an was a popular celebrity. Very rich? Her bank account is in the minus! She owes the bank money! Popular Celebrity? The whole country hates her! Aysel finally find the meaning behind; "From Frying Pan to Hell Fire." Now, she couldn't even lived in peace. Well, turns out Heaven wasn't that cruel, at least she got a life saving system! System: Host, you needed to harvest points, lack of points means death! Aysel: What to do?! System: Marry Young Master Grant. Young Master Grant? The tetraplegic boss whom was also a masochist? System:.... Exactly Aysel finally realized what it means for no one to loves you... However, marrying young master Grant was actually very attractive, he can't do anything, can he? That's perfect! She just has to wait for him to die, inherit his wealth, and become rightfully rich!!! But she's proven terribly wrong when the man pins her down, his hands running over her body, igniting a fire, as he meets her gaze and whispers huskily... "I don't know how to inflict pain, but I know how to make you cry for release." Wait, is he still a tetraplegic? Had she... misread?

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