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Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

What do you think would happen when a mean and cranky bitch was suddenly thrown into a new world with no fault of her own? At least that is what she chose to believe. A new world where she would be dubbed as a “Villainess". The hardest to impress and scariest judge on the national talent search show, ‘The Dreamer’ had now transmigrated to an old historical world.  One with no internet, no cell phone and worst of all no women's rights!  A strong-willed woman who had an opinion about everything was now stuck in a land where her thoughts did not matter. Not only did she have to live her new life, adapting and mending her ways to survive in this world but also she had to do it in the body of a mere child? ------ "You think that by dropping me in this backward ass world, I'm going to approve of your work?" A young Yvonne yelled as she stared at the bright morning sky. "Dream on!" She flipped her middle finger and walked away with her head held high. The God watching her from high up in the sky almost puked blood when he saw her disrespectful actions. 'Looks like my punishment wasn't enough!' He growled causing the clouds to darken and thunder to rumble in the skies. ____ Years later, "Just be a good girl and follow everything he says. You will belong to him after all." Said the woman who sat by her side, gently caressing her hands.  'What did this lady just say? Hmph... Yvonne St. Claire belongs to no one!'  Though her thoughts were rebellious, she still submissively nodded her head in agreement.  'Let's see who will belong to whom!' Yvonne lowered her head to hide the sparks of fury in her eyes. --- Come, witness Yvonne’s journey as she strives hard to dodge the obstacles that stand in her way of leading a normal and peaceful life. But will she be able to succeed when the heavens, particularly a certain God has different plans for her?

ObsidianOrbs · Fantasy
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1000 Chs

The Goal Was Simple

"Well, well, well… Looks like we meet again, my dear savior."

Yvonne's momentary stupor soon came to an end and her mind began whirring at full speed.

Since she had almost crashed into the person who was standing right behind her, her eyes first fell on the other person's clothing as soon as she came back to her senses.

The voice she heard was that of a boy and the clothes she was now looking at were also that of the male gender.

Recalling the clothes she had seen the boys who were with her in the Main Palace's garden earlier, she could not find anyone who was wearing a matching outfit.

Therefore, in the short few seconds she had been frozen in this position, she deduced that this person was not someone she had met in the garden before.

A boy who was taller than her, spoke in a rude tone and was free to roam around as he pleased.

There were only two names she could think of who would match the criteria mentioned above.