The Devil Beside Me (Which One Is The Devil?)
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[MENTION OF VIOLENCE AND DEATH]
Ling Ling, daughter of a powerful family, lived a life built on control and luxury. She was the heir of her family and will soon step up as the new CEO, but people around her are greedy and envious... As she hears whispers of people who wants to see her fall.
And one late night, in the dim quiet of her own building's underground parking lot, she was attacked. For a moment, she thought this was how her story would end. In one of the most ridiculous and cliché way ever but... something unusual happened.
A wounded stranger appeared, fragile-looking, barely standing, forehead bleeding and breath heavy... The person looked like they were about to die on the spot yet with a burst of startling strength drove Ling ling's attacker away.
Turning to thank her unexpected savior, Ling Ling watches the tall, powerful person falter. Before she can utter a word, they collapse unconscious into her arms, their injury staining her immaculate attire. The formidable heiress is suddenly left alone, holding a bleeding stranger.... What now, who was this ridiculously powerful person?
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