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ng that this is real. Jana loathes to recall the reason why she ended up inside this mission. She had chosen this herself, not reading properly the terms and conditions of the app. J

is selective to the

ave her own happy ending. Her death was the catalyst to their conflict, which will they pass

dings, she can't help but fe

y Mo

ain characters hadn't met each other yet. Jana can't force the game to stop the two from seein

ce yet comforted Jana for a while. Jana positioned h

!” she wailed. The effect was astounding. Queenie had been quiet for days now, ma

er forehead. She knew what Queenie looks like. A princess in distress. This type of acti

ana's pulse hard. “Ms. Queenie?” Giovanni, in his full height of 6'2, clad in ro

Her guess was right. The male lead is now living with Queenie, acting as her aide. The poor cannon fodder was no

death grip, trying to pull herse

sh, Ms. Queen…it's okay. St

peek at Gio's face. She stilled. ‘The original owner of th

harm! A living chandelier! Shaking her head no, Jana didn't forge

ng properly before answering, “Ms. Queenie had a nightmare just now. I wil

the man have a perfect symmetrical face only to use it for

e's insult had reached inside the man's head. It won't be a

m Que

ble.” She felt her cheeks burning because of shame. With blurry sight, she tried searching Gio in the dark.

the male lead. The man's worried frown almost had her laughin

hank

. Eyes bright with confusion, Jana hugged her

rop of his shoulders shown his deep

o be dead,” Jana stuttered, “a car w

again. “I won't do that. Ms. Queen, you might not know this but I know what you've

is the pent up emotions from the original owner of the body. “Please forgive

founded by now. Even Jana did not expect that the feelings of the origi

s stored.’ The Ai explained, ‘The player must not act different from the origi

t. I pr

e known. She is still thinking about something—somet

means Queenie would do this too if the woman was given a chance. Jana