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Quinn Hilton was the definition of perfection.

Since the day she first stepped onto Blue University’s campus as a freshman, she’d been the undisputed queen of every social circle.

Long legs, slender waist, candy lips.

Everything a growing man thirst’s after.

Every man wanted her. Every woman wanted to be her.

And yet, for all her goddess-like status, Quinn had eyes for only one person.

Chrome Langley.

The entire lecture hall was buzzing as their goddesses stood before Chrome with her slender hands planted firmly on her curvy waist. Her expression was stern... her delicate brows furrowed, her rose-pink lips pressed into a pout that somehow made her look even more adorable than intimidating.

But behind that stern facade was a racing heart.

’Just accept it already!’

It was common gossip-turned-fact on campus that Quinn and Chrome were practically dating. Everyone believed the drama was just for show... a way to keep the relationship interesting. The evidence was everywhere.

"Look at his clothes!"

"Those are definitely originals! NO way a scholarship kid can afford Brioni!"

"Quinn must be buying them for him. She’s been spoiling him rotten!"

"Shameless gold digger, isn’t he?"

"Look how good he’s been looking lately. A few weeks ago he was hideous—now he looks like an Adonis. It’s definitely the Hilton money doing that."

"He used to be so ugly and undesirable. Now look at him. All because of her."

"Some men just know how to play the game. He’s probably been manipulating her this whole time."

"What a waste of a campus goddess. She could have any man she wants, yet she chooses a broke nobody?"

It was embarrassing to say the least.

Quinn’s hands clenched into fists at her sides.

’How dare they call him a gold digger?!’

She wanted to spin around and scream at them. Every single day, she’d offered Chrome mountains of wealth. Cars, apartments, black cards with no spending limits. And every single day, he’d rejected her without hesitation.

’He’s turned down more money than any of you will ever see in your pathetic lives! Do you know what it’s like to be rejected by someone you love more than anything? Do you have any idea how much that hurts?!’

Her shoulders trembled.

Just as she was about to turn around and shout, a warm hand gently gripped her shoulder.

"Huh?"

Quinn froze.

Chrome’s hand was on her shoulder. His touch was firm but gentle in ways that made her feel like she was being protected rather than restrained.

She looked up at him with wide eyes. Her long blonde bangs fell softly across her forehead, framing her angelic face. Her crystal-blue eyes shimmered with surprise, and a delicate blush crept across her milky-white cheeks.

He pulled her closer.

Quinn’s breath caught in her throat. Her heart hammered so loudly she was certain everyone could hear it. His face was so close now—close enough that she could see the perfect texture of his skin, the intensity in his green eyes, the subtle curve of his lips.

Her light, flawless skin seemed to glow under his gaze. There was a perfect level of moisture on her face, making her look like she’d just stepped out of a high-end skincare commercial.

She was beautiful. She knew that.

But right now, looking up at Chrome, she felt like a shy schoolgirl experiencing her first crush.

’Is he... going to accept my offer?’

The thought sent a thrill through her body.

’Who would’ve thought a $30 million artifact would be the thing to do it? Mother was right about men being cheap. Everyone has their price, don’t they?’

But then doubt crept in.

’Is it my money... or is it my looks that has him so drawn to me now? They’re calling him a gold digger because of me... I was going to stand up for him, but if he accepts this, they’ll really think he is.’

She looked away sadly.

’Maybe... maybe he should reject me. It would be better for his reputation.’

But even as the thought crossed her mind, another, more selfish part of her whispered back.

’But I want him. I want him so badly it hurts. If he accepts me, I’ll make him happy—I’ll give him everything he could ever want or need. Isn’t that enough?’

She took a deep breath, gathering her courage.

When she looked back up at Chrome, her expression had changed. The sadness was gone, replaced by a seductive smile that curved her rose-pink lips.

"So, what’s your answer?"

The sexiest of whispers.

Her eyes sparkled with desire as she gazed up at him. She let her body lean forward ever so slightly, pressing her chest against his arm.

’Maybe he’d be better as an obedient dog. A little pet that I can spoil and keep all to myself.’

Chrome’s eyes greedily lingered on the velvet box which only made Quinn smile impishly.

"You like it, don’t you? It can be yours if... well..."

She felt his grip on her shoulder loosen. Seizing the opportunity, she stepped closer until she was pressed against his chest.

The students in the lecture hall erupted.

"NO WAY!"

"THEY’RE ACTUALLY DATING?!"

"IT’S REALLY TRUE!"

"LOOK AT THEM! THEY’RE ABOUT TO KISS!"

The men in particular were boiling red.

Their faces bittered with envy as they watched Quinn, the buxom blonde goddess with proportions that would make any man weak, pressing herself against Chrome’s chest.

Chrome could feel her softness. Two tempting mounds of succulent meat pressing against him in ways that sent blood rushing south.

His pants felt suddenly tighter.

Quinn’s smile turned into satisfaction; her charms were having an effect on him.

"What’s your answer~ ♥️?"

This was it. The moment of truth.

Chrome stared down at her then at the artifact.

[DING! Extreme-Status Lifeline Gift Detected!]

[Target: Quinn Hilton (Terrified, Deeply Infatuated, Submissive State)]

[Gift Offered: Heart of the Ocean Spiritual Artifact (Value: $30,000,000 USD)]

[Condition: Accept the gift and grant her emotional validation.]

[System Prompt: Reject her gift ruthlessly to maximize system extraction!]

Chrome’s jaw tightened.

’Shit. This is a hard one.’

He’d been avoiding this moment for weeks. Quinn Hilton was beautiful—there was no denying that. Her blonde hair, her blue eyes, her perfect body... any man would be lucky to have her or be owned by her.

And the artifact. $30 million.

’I’m not a cheap man. No, no, NO!’

He looked at the glowing blue crystal, then back at the husky campus queen before him.

A lesser man would have given in. Would have dropped to his knees and worshipped the ground this golden-haired goddess walked on. Would have enjoyed the luxury, the wealth, the status that came with being Quinn Hilton’s exclusive partner.

But Chrome knew the rules.

If he accepted her gift, he would validate her. He’d step onto the path of dependency, becoming just another man who’d been bought by a rich woman’s money.

And worse, the Harem Tax would trigger. It would start draining his funds before he could fully build his empire, leaving him vulnerable and weak.

’I have to be better than this.’

SMACK.

Chrome had casually swatted the $30 million artifact away from Quinn’s trembling hands.

The velvet box spun through the air before hitting the polished floor with a hollow clatter.

The entire hall gasped in unison.

"WHAT?!"

"HE JUST—"

"THAT’S THIRTY MILLION DOLLARS!"

"IS HE INSANE?!"

Chrome took a step back from Quinn’s seductive hug.

His eyes narrowed coldly.

"A piece of shiny rock can’t buy my favor. Take yourself and get out of my sight. I’m busy."

He turned his back on her—completely dismissing her existence as if she were nothing more than a trash bug on the sidewalk.

Then he walked out of the lecture hall like his entire day had been ruined by her mere presence.

Quinn stood frozen in the center of the hall.

Her wide eyes were glassy with disbelief. Her rose-pink lips trembled. And then, slowly, tears began to stream down her flawless cheeks, staining the makeup on her pretty face.

’He threw it away...’

The thought repeated in her mind.

’He doesn’t care about my money. He doesn’t care about my status. He doesn’t care about my family’s power...’

She’d offered him everything and he’d walked away like she was nothing.

’What am I supposed to do now?’

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Chrome walked down the polished hallways of the Business Faculty with his hands stuffed deep in his pockets and a heavy frown on his face.

The rejection didn’t feel right.

[DING! CONGRATULATIONS! Host has executed a Mythic-Grade Ruthless Rejection!]

[Target: Quinn Hilton’s psychological defenses have completely collapsed!]

[Calculating Cash Rewards...]

[Reward 1: $100,000,000+ USD Cash deposited into your Swiss Account! (Current Balance: $150,450,003.50)]

[Reward 2: 100% Shares and Ownership of the ’Grand Dynasty Entertainment Group’ (Gold City’s largest luxury club and talent empire, Value: $250,000,000 USD)!]

[Reward 3: Mythic Active Skill Unlocked ’Absolute Dragon Fortitude’ (Rank S): Grants the Host limitless stamina, imperviousness to basic physical trauma, and an unbreakable physical constitution.]

[System Note: The Target is reaching critical intimacy thresholds. Be warned: If the Host engages in intimate or romantic relations with Quinn Hilton, she will enter the ’Taxed Harem Inventory’, triggering a progressive weekly tax on her head!]

Chrome barely glanced at the notifications.

Normally, he’d be jumping for joy at rewards like this. But right now, all he could feel was guilt.

’She didn’t deserve that. She deserves someone who can actually be with her. Someone who doesn’t have to push her away just to survive.’

It felt so wrong. This felt like... defeat.

The life of a transmigrator was never easy.