My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul



The morning sun shone brightly, and many elderly folks and young people were already out exercising in the park.

Stephen hadn't returned to campus since deciding to take a break from university. Instead, he had been living at Rosa's house.

The two of them were now officially living together.

However, Stephen only pretended to be delighted about their cohabitation and advancing their relationship. Deep down, he still couldn't let go of Simona.

Ever since starting university, Stephen had meticulously observed those who liked him, analyzed who was worth his time, and carefully selected Simona.

He hadn't yet achieved everything he wanted, but now they had broken up.

No matter how much he tried to talk to or explain things to her, she refused to listen. Her cold and resolute attitude left him feeling even more resentful.

After running for a few miles, Stephen sat down to rest.

Suddenly, someone sat beside him. That person then said, "I can tell you're at the most difficult point in your life right now. Do you want to turn everything around?"

Stephen turned to look at the man beside him.

He was impeccably dressed in a suit, completely out of place among those out exercising in the morning. It seemed as though he was waiting there specifically for Stephen.

Stephen narrowed his eyes, suspiciously sizing up the man. "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I can help you. Do you believe me?" the man asked in a deep voice.novelbin

Stephen frowned. "Who exactly are you? You say you can help me do you even know what I'm going through?"

"You're being harassed online, and your girlfriend has abandoned you, isn't that right? You worked hard to pursue her, only to be blindsided when she left you without a second glance as soon as trouble arose. Am I wrong?"

Stephen's eyes widened in shock.

It was true he was being harassed online, but as a relatively unknown

person he assumed strane know

wouldn't recognize him whenhe wore a hat and glasses.

There was just something uncanny about this man.

"I can help you win your girlfriend's heart back. Afterward, no matter what happens, she'll never leave you again," the man added.

These words seemed even more

surreal, yet Stephen latched ontonel

them like a drowning man grasping a lifeline. He began to trust the man. "Are you serious?"

The man chuckled as if he had complete control over the situation. "Of course. If I weren't serious, I wouldn't have sought you out."

Hearing this, Stephen seemed bewitched and began to trust the stranger. "Alright, help me then! I'll do whatever it takes as long as I get what I want."

The man, clearly pleased with Stephen's reaction, nodded and took an emerald charm out of a briefcase.

"Wear this. Spend at least two hours with your girlfriend, and then collect a drop of her blood on it. After that she'll be utterly devoted to you. But you'll need to agree to one

condition," the man instructoNer

Stephen's eyes lit up. "Tell me."

As long as it wasn't something illegal, he wouldn't hesitate.

"You must copy this talisman by hand," the man said, pulling out two pieces of paper-one with a pre-drawn symbol and one blank. Stephen hesitated. "What kind of talisman is this?"

"A talisman to help people. It won't harm you-it'll actually help you succeed," the man assured him.

"Alright." Stephen no longer hesitated.

He had never believed in such things before, but since this could potentially benefit him without any risk, why not give it a try?