I transmigrated into a rotten "white moonlight" character, and the billionaire heir is using the heroine to humiliate me. "One piece of clothing, one million dollars." I thought for a few seconds. Then I swiftly took off my dress. Chapter 1 As consciousness returned, a voice reached my ears. "Stay with me for one night, one million." I looked toward the sound. Is that... Lucas? I wasn't quite sure. Lucas had always been smiley, looking obedient and sweet. But the person in front of me was more mature and vicious than the Lucas in my memory. Although he was smiling, it carried undisguised malice. I frowned, "Lucas?" Lucas chuckled lightly, "What, unwilling?" Just as I was about to speak, a barrage of comments suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Even so, isn't Lucas going a bit too far?] [? Is the commenter above a saint? This is the vicious female supporting character we're talking about, she's harmed the heroine countless times.] [Did you forget? Luna faked depression, always finding excuses to lure the male leads away.] [Luckily the male leads finally saw Luna's true colors. Poor baby Chloe, that white lotus harmed her so much in the past few years.] [? Don't be so misogynistic. Even if the female supporting character is vicious, she shouldn't be humiliated like this] [Here we go again, once you dislike a female character, it's misogyny warning!] [Confirmed, commenter above is misogynistic.] [Lol, is this some misogyny loop?] The string of comments hurt my eyes. A lot of unfamiliar memories crowded into my brain. I gathered my thoughts and sorted out valid information from the comments and memories. I transmigrated. Ten years into the future. I am the vicious female supporting character in this reverse harem novel. Originally the "white moonlight"—the first love—of this group of wealthy heirs. But my family went bankrupt, parents died. And because of jealousy towards the heroine, targeting her everywhere, I was sanctioned by this group of heirs. The current me is also suffering from a terminal illness and about to go offline. To survive, I hoped to borrow money based on past affections. As a result, the male leads used this to vent anger for the heroine and humiliate me. I lowered my eyes. So that's it. So, my family went bankrupt. No wonder Lucas dared to treat me like this. Seeing my silence, Lucas raised an eyebrow. He cupped his face, pretending to be understanding, "How about this." He seemed to be thinking seriously, "Take off one piece of clothing, one million." "How about it, good deal, right?" Lucas leaned back on the sofa, winking at me, looking as if he had made a huge concession for me. Beside him, Ethan frowned, but still didn't speak. Xavier maintained an attitude of indifference from beginning to end. Others in the private room looked playful. I wasn't angry either. My brain was thinking fast. I only have two days' worth of medicine left, and currently only twenty thousand dollars on me. Surgery fees are far from enough. Post-op maintenance is an even bigger sum. But I don't want to die yet. I looked down. I was only wearing a white dress. Without hesitation, I decisively grabbed the hem of the dress, and from bottom to top, swiftly took off the dress. Chapter 2 It seemed no one expected me to really do it. The smile on Lucas's face froze, eyes widening. Ethan frowned and turned his head away. Others in the private room, some whistled, some whispered. The comments were also shocked. [WTF, why is it censored? Did the female supporting character really strip?] [Why can't I, a noble VIP member, see this!] [Is the female supporting character this brave] [Oh my god, Luna is so shameless] [Does she have no shame? Rushing to be cheap] [? Commenter above, go see a brain doctor if your brain is broken, don't talk out of your ass here] I ignored the bloodbath in the comments and didn't care about the reactions of the people present. Why should I be ashamed? The ones who should be ashamed are the men who proposed stripping and stuffing things. Not the women forced into submission. I looked at Lucas calmly. Lucas's gaze followed my face down, and when it touched my chest, he retracted it abruptly as if burned. Lucas turned his head, gritting his teeth, "Sister Luna is truly extraordinary now." I didn't care about his sarcasm, "Give me the money." Lucas choked, as if laughing in anger, turning to glare at me, "What if I don't?" Lucas looked at me provocatively with a rogue expression of "what can you do to me". I tilted my head, "You went back on your word, right?" "Yes." Lucas looked leisurely, not dodging my gaze anymore, staring straight at me. I bent down, picked up the dress on the floor and put it back on. Then, under Lucas's strange gaze, I walked in front of him. I reached out quickly, picked up the wine bottle on the table, smash, and slammed it hard on Lucas's head. Because of my illness, my strength wasn't great, but it still smashed Lucas's head full of wine and blood. Lucas screamed, before he could react. I took the broken bottle, leaned forward, and knelt on Lucas. The sharp broken bottle pressed against the carotid artery on Lucas's neck. Only then did everyone react, screaming in unison, threats, intimidation. I acted as if I heard nothing. Just kneeling on Lucas, pressing hard against his neck. I said calmly, "Transfer the money, one million." Lucas's Adam's apple rolled. Blood ran down his forehead past the corner of his eye, a patch of crimson. Except for the initial surprise, Lucas had clearly recovered now. There was no fear of life threat in his eyes, instead, excitement. Lucas tilted his neck back, lips bright red, opening and closing, "Sister Luna is a bit different today." I ignored him, just applied slight pressure on my hand. Ethan spoke from the side, "Luna Solis, what trick are you playing again." Ethan counted as my childhood friend. Same school since kindergarten. Ethan had always been cool and aloof, pretending to keep strangers away. To see him panic, I played tricks on him quite a bit. Only in front of me did Ethan show the liveliness of a teenager. Now, Ethan's face was that cold dead look again. Chapter 3 I tilted my head, looked at Ethan steadily, then said, "None of your damn business." Ethan frowned instantly, "You're a girl, why is your mouth full of profanity." I continued, "None of your damn business." Ethan's icy face twisted for a moment, turned his head away and stopped looking at me, muttering, "I think you're really crazy." I repeated like a robot, "None of your damn business." Ethan's face darkened, silently moved his butt, sitting far away from me. "Pfft." Lucas laughed out loud, trembling all over. His neck rubbed against the sharp edge, blood oozing out. But Lucas didn't care, still laughing. Until he laughed enough, he looked at me again. Lucas's eyes were teary, looking at me now, he had that obedient and稚 tender look from memory. I loosened my hand slightly. Lucas said, "I can't transfer money like this." Lucas blinked innocently, acting helpless. I reached directly into Lucas's pants pocket. This idiot Lucas, groaned for some unknown reason. A very weird sound. Full of flirtatious energy. I took out Lucas's phone and held it in front of him. Lucas took it, after some operation, a notification sound came from my bag not far away. Only then did I let go, just about to get up from Lucas. Lucas suddenly reached out, wrapped his arm around my waist, and pressed me into his embrace. I subconsciously raised my hand, stabbing the bottle towards Lucas. But my hands were twisted behind my back by Lucas. I was forced to lean into Lucas's arms. Lucas laughed until his chest shook. I opened my mouth and bit the full pectoral muscle pressed against my lips. Bit hard, didn't let go. Bit until a bloody taste spread in my mouth. Obviously, Lucas's pectoral muscle was bitten broken by me. I wanted to use this to make Lucas let go. But this guy Lucas, seemed unafraid of pain. Squeezed out that weird flirtatious groan from his throat again. The thing sitting under my leg also felt hard. Just at this moment, the private room door was pushed open, and a slender and frail figure stood outside. The comments scrolled wildly. [Ahhh, baby Chloe is here!] [Daughter is so good and soft! Mama loves you] [Lucas, this unfaithful man! I announce Lucas withdraws from the male lead candidates!] [I saw it just now, it was Xavier who texted Chloe to come. Tsk tsk, such a scheming man] [Lol, unscrupulous means to get the wife] [Wait, when is this female supporting character going offline? Such an eyesore] [? Didn't Chloe not establish relationships with the male leads yet? Why are the comments acting like she's the official wife beating the mistress?] [? Is the commenter above sick? Criticizing the heroine again? Clearly wavering between three male leads, swaying between heroine and female supporting character.] [Agreed, the three male leads are the real cheap ones.] Chapter 4 Seeing the scene inside the private room, Chloe's eyes turned red, on the verge of tears, "Lucas, you, how could you..." "Why are you with her..." Chloe's face was pale, tottering like a fragile white flower, a miserable appearance of fragility, indignation, and deep blow. I let go of my mouth and started struggling hard. But after a while, I was panting. A sick body is really powerless. I tried to reason, "Chloe is here." But Lucas didn't even look at Chloe at the door. I was very puzzled. This group of people, didn't they like the heroine very much? Jealous for the heroine, humiliating and taking revenge on me for the heroine. Now that the heroine is here, why this indifferent look again. Chloe's face turned even paler, seeing Lucas ignoring her, she turned and ran away crying. Ethan got up to chase. Passing by me and Lucas, he glanced at me. "Luna, is this your method?" "You clearly know Chloe likes Lucas." "I thought you had truly repented." Ethan was extremely disappointed, said no more, and chased after Chloe. Me: ... Idiot. I struggled again, this time successfully. Lucas let go smilingly. His lips were rosy. Paired with the blood on his forehead and corner of his eye, and wet hair, he looked somewhat like a gorgeous and creepy female ghost. This brat Lucas, I have to admit, is very pretty. A delicate little princess since childhood. Even slightly better than me. I glanced at him, "Need help calling 911?" Lucas shook his head, still grinning, "Doesn't hurt, Sister Luna." I ignored him, picked up my bag and walked out.
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