Novels by Obsession

The fangirls were absolutely terrified; the online photos of Victor didn't clearly reveal his face, featuring only a partial profile or complete concealment. Most shots were so distant that his features remained obscure.Their fear stemmed from the possibility of harming someone unintentionally and facing legal repercussions. As they stood there, paralyzed with anxiety, Victor had already hopped into a taxi and departed.Unconcerned about the fangirls potentially attacking him, Victor pondered how to reciprocate Gabriella's kindness. "Making a wealthy person happy is no easy feat. I doubt she'd fancy any material gifts. Can I even afford something luxurious enough to catch her eye?" Victor muttered, deep in thought about what to get his wife.Observing Victor lost in contemplation, the taxi driver chimed in, "Sir, some women adore men who can cook. How about preparing a meal for her? You never know, it might just tickle her fancy. Rich folks have peculiar tastes, you know."Victor's f

Victor was taken aback by the attention his new appearance garnered. As he gazed at the admiring woman, he offered an apologetic smile and said, "You're already so beautiful; I don't think you need any skincare."The confident woman blushed and then hesitantly inquired, "Can I get your number?""Sure, no problem," Victor replied, seeing no harm in sharing his contact information. However, unbeknownst to him, someone else in the office was displeased by the interaction.Later, Victor found himself standing outside the company gates, unaware of the commotion he had caused. He had intended to visit his mother but didn't know which hospital she had been transferred to.Suddenly, his phone chimed, and he discovered a text message containing the address of his mother's hospital. Grateful, he quickly replied with a "thank you" and rushed to the hospital. Upon arrival, he spotted Luciana's car parked nearby. Though he recognized it, he pretended not to and headed towards the hospital with cle

Victor felt a surge of nerves as he found himself the focus of attention from the five strangers in the room. Gathering his composure, he drew in a deep breath and began to sing."We meet again; love is blind; love isn't it; it's lost away."His performance seemed to electrify the strangers, their initial stares giving way to palpable excitement. As Victor hit a high note and poured more emotion into his singing, the room erupted into applause.The manager chuckled enthusiastically and clapped Victor on the back. "Fantastic, just fantastic. I never expected the company to bless me with such a talent. Your voice is extraordinary."After a brief conversation, the five strangers introduced themselves. The man in his late forties went by the name Manager Austin, while the tall, lanky figure perched on the table was his personal producer, Baton1, hired by the company. The woman in the center of the group was responsible for event planning, and the bespectacled man in the white polo was Vic

Victor sat in silence, unsure of what to do or say. He listened quietly as the man spoke, only to realize the man had fallen asleep, his head resting on the bench. [System Notification]"Congratulations! You are now a genius song-writer and have also been rewarded with a composed musical piece." Victor felt conflicted about receiving a reward from the entertainment god system. He glanced at the sleeping man and sighed, feeling the weight of his promise to help him.Reaching into his pocket for his phone, Victor's car keys fell to the ground, reminding him of the car he had abandoned at the hospital. He had left it there due to the persistent pestering of Luciana and Butterfly.As he picked up the keys, he pondered his next move and quickly started walking away.As the realization that it was already midnight sank in, he quickened his pace, the silence of the entire street broken only by sporadic dog barks and distant conversations. Hailing a taxi, he made his way back to the hospital

Victor remained unfazed by Butterfly's unexpected appearance at the hospital. He had penned two of his hit singles entirely on his own and had also co-written two other international hits that had charted in 23 countries. Despite his significant contributions to his career, he had been unjustly treated."Hah! I've already been shunned by the entertainment industry. Do you really want to collaborate with the black sheep of the music business?" Victor responded calmly. Since he obtained the entertainment god system, he had become more composed.Butterfly's eyes widened in astonishment, and she inquired, "How did you change your voice?"Victor furrowed his brow, pondering whether the soulful voice bestowed by the system could also be used for speaking. While he was contemplating this, Butterfly urgently grasped his arm. "Tell me how you managed to develop such a unique vocal style."Victor maintained a big smile as he calmly responded, "Two fried frogs, three legs of crickets, and seven

As he stood lost in thought, he suddenly felt a gentle tug at his trousers. Looking down, he saw a sweet little child gazing up at him with big, pleading eyes. "Hello, mister with the mask, can you play the guitar in your hands?"A woman hurried over and apologized to Victor, saying, "I'm sorry, sir, my little boy can be quite mischievous.""Not a problem," Victor replied, then knelt down to the little boy's level. "I'll play the guitar for you if you're not in a rush to head into the metro station."The child glanced at his mother, who smiled and reassured Victor, "We're in no hurry."Victor plucked the strings and began playing the guitar for the mother and child."Announcement: Train 042 is departing soon.""Thank you so much, masked man. Please take this," the mother said, handing Victor a folded dollar bill before ushering her son away.As the mother tugged the child along, the young one glanced back and waved goodbye to Victor. After they departed, Victor found his confidence on

"That is him; he is the one that isn't here for the audition but to 'cause trouble," the young man who brought the security man pointed his finger at Old Ye and said.Old Ye sat calmly, acting like the young man or the security man standing before him didn't exist; in his eyes, the two of them were not worthy of his attention."Hello sir, if you are not here for the audition, please leave; this is a place meant for people who are here for the audition," the security man told Old Ye with an expressionless face."Please, sir, he came with us; he is my father," Andrea chimed in to douse the tension.The security man and the young man who brought him stiffened in shock. Old Ye, who doesn't look older than Andrea, is her father.What a joke!"Slap him, and I am going to help you," Old Ye told the security man, shocking the security man and the young man who brought him.With eyes wide open, the young man shouted angrily, "Nonsense! How can you help anybody when you haven't helped yourself?

Old Ye caught Jenny looking at him, and he chuckled and asked teasingly, "Why are you looking at me? Am I too handsome, and you can't take your eyes off me?"Jenny looked at Old Ye seriously and responded, "Dad, you are awesome.""Of course, I am awesome; if I am not awesome, how will I become your father?" Old Ye reposted proudly.When they came out of the training school, they saw Wing leaning on her car."Hey! Hey! Hold on," Wing said while walking towards Old Ye and Jenny.Old Ye didn't bother responding to her; he kept on flagging down a taxi that sped past them."I am talking to you; are you deaf?" Wing asked angrily.Old Ye turned to her with a glare. He was still happy over what Jenny just said; he didn't expect someone to suddenly ruin his happy mood."Hey, I will give you a check for ten million dollars. I want you to leave the school and never dance in your entire life," Wing said arrogantly. She was covered in branded products from head to toe, and her luxurious car showed

With a glance, Old Ye could guess what was on his mind."My daughter could do it; if you are not doubting, you can take her to the training hall and confirm it yourself," Old Ye suggested.Jenny looked at Old Ye, wondering why he had so much confidence in her. He didn't spare any praise when it came to her, the blind support he gave was too overwhelming.Henderson didn't think too much either; he decided to bank on Jenny. He turned to his secretary and said, "Jim, tell Miss Wing; she can go ahead; our school cannot afford her.""Sir," Jim called out anxiously. Although Wing was arrogant and unbearable, she was the only hope for their school to make a comeback at the A-City dance competition in a few weeks."Go ahead and do as I said," Mr. Henderson said, dismissing her impatiently with a wave of his hand.After Jim left, Henderson brought Jenny into one of the training halls. Old Ye followed them from behind and sat in a corner."Do a complete circle spin," Henderson said, and Jenny d

Old Ye gritted his teeth in anger. He had never been annoyed like this before, to the extent he was still furious when he walked into the house.He went into his room and meditated throughout the night. The next morning, a knock at the door distracted him from meditating.He got up and opened the door. Hayden stood before him, and before Old Ye could say a word, he was embraced by Hayden. "Thank you so much, grandpa! The cream was perfect." Hayden said happily, he spent the entire night experimenting with the formula before achieving it, and the cream he produced was perfect, so he left the laboratory and rushed back home to appreciate Old Ye for his help."As your grandpa, that is what I ought to do." Old Ye patted his back in joy; the smile on his face was bright. Old Ye had never smiled like that before.Hayden broke the hug and then said, "Grandpa, I will be rushing to get a patent for the formula and cream and also send it for approval."The moment Hayden was done talking, he tu

"One-"The moment Old Ye started counting, the thugs Philip Anderson came with took off, racing towards the gate wildly. The only regret they had then was that their parents didn't give birth to them with three legs to enable them to run faster.Philip Anderson was left standing alone, dry, and without any support."This isn't over yet," Philip Anderson spat out in rage and got into his car, driving off. He didn't care about the van or the thugs he brought with him.Luckily, the car wasn't utterly damaged by Old Ye's smack on the bonnet."You are so powerful, you sent them running away with just a slap and a few words," Lucy praised while demonstrating Old Ye's poses while facing Philip Anderson and the thugs he came with.Old Ye glanced at Lucy Alloy with an expressionless face before walking inside the house without saying a word. Lucy ran after him, excitedly chattering non-stop.Jenny Wilson joined them inside the house, and when she came in, she saw that Old Ye was already sittin

Edwin wanted to say one or two words to Jane Wilson, but to his surprise, Jane Wilson was already on her feet. "Mrs. Edwin, we will be on our way."Jane Wilson opened the door and strode out, leaving Mr. Edwin alone in his office, looking confused and frustrated.He had planned so much for this encounter, but in the end, he couldn't achieve anything.His face contorted with rage as he gritted his teeth and said, "Let me see how you are going to join the A-City dance competition without my help."Mr. Edwin has already made up his mind to work against Jenny Ye while she was outside his training school with Old Ye by the side and Lucy Alloy tagging along."Jenny, I know a good dance coach; why don't I call him over? He stays in the capital," Lucy Alloy suggested, smilingly."No need" Old Ye rejected her immediately without opening any room for negotiation; he didn't want to owe Lucy Alloy any favour.Lucy Alloy gritted her teeth and snorted in anger. "I wasn't talking to you."Just then

Old Anderson, the patriarch of the Saint family, was the first to step forward, accompanied by his son, both renowned pillars of Jade City's pugilistic world. They were joined by nearly a hundred cultivators from various families, forming a formidable ring around Jayson.Despite the presence of the Wilson family guardians, Jayson found satisfaction in knowing that none of the aristocratic families' businesses had been spared. "Trashy Jay, there's nowhere for you to run. Surrender to us and spare yourself a slow and painful death," Julius taunted with a smirk. This day had been long awaited since Jayson had thwarted his chance to ascend the immortal world and had taken Ella from him, Jayson became his heart demon and the person he wanted to kill in the world the most."I'll remember you; your death will come first," Jayson replied, his smile unwavering. Julius was taken aback as he gazed at Jayson, who remained remarkably composed despite the fact that all the influential figures of J

Standing at the top of the office building, Jayson sneered, "Is it time for the other families?" before vanishing from sight.Throughout that fateful night, the entirety of the Wilson family's business empire went up in flames, with warehouses and factories alike reduced to ashes.The news of this catastrophic event dominated headlines, seizing the front pages of newspapers and flooding the airwaves, as live updates of the widespread devastation were broadcast on television.Observing the news coverage, Mrs. Wilson felt no sympathy for her estranged relatives. They had long ago cast her and her family aside when they divided the family's wealth among themselves."Mom, this is terrible; all our family's businesses are gone," Elena remarked, her face drained of colour.Seething with anger, Mrs. Wilson retorted, "What do you mean 'our family business'? The Wilson family's enterprises have nothing to do with us after they divided the family assets and refused to share even a fraction with

Jayson observed with anticipation as the lawyer revealed the outcome of the DNA test. "Based on the evidence presented, it is clear that Gabby Willow is not the biological father of Peter."A slight twitch at the corner of Jayson's lips betrayed his lack of surprise at the revelation. He had suspected that Elena might manipulate the DNA test, knowing all too well the lengths to which she would go to deny Gabby Willow any claim to fatherhood."Nonsense! I refuse to believe it! Peter is my son, and this DNA result is a sham! I won't accept it!" Gabby Willow's voice thundered through the courtroom, his rage palpable."Silence!" the judge commanded as Gabby Willow struggled to contain his fury, wanting to lunge forward but held back by others in the room. The judge proceeded to deliver the final verdict.As the court proceedings came to a close, a look of shock and disbelief washed over Gabby Willow's face. It felt as if he were trapped in a nightmare from which he desperately wished to a

Old Wade stood to the side as Gilbert tried to contact other family members and grandchildren. Unfortunately, they were all magically unreachable or had their phones turned off."Old man, it seems I've wasted enough time on you two; I should be getting rid of you now," the gang boss said, pointing his gun at Old Wade and edging his finger toward the trigger."I'll give you 1% of my shares in the company," Old Wade suddenly offered.The gang boss's expression soured as he scoffed, "1%? Do you think I'm a fool?""3%," Old Wade blurted out in a flustered manner, his fear of death evident."Not bad, old man; you're good at handling a crisis," the gang boss remarked before standing up and leaving the father and son locked in the room.Looking at his father, Gilbert said unhappily, "Dad, you shouldn't have given him 3% of the company shares. Now we're left with only 15%, and our monthly dividends will decrease by 3%."Old Wade let out a disdainful huff and snorted. "Why should I continue to

Facing the menacing presence of a notorious killer, the father and son stood frozen, unable to muster the courage to lie. With a tense expression, Old Wade locked eyes with Gilbert before reluctantly admitting, "We intended to purchase the property, but the asking price is simply too steep. Our purpose in coming here was to negotiate a more reasonable sum."The gang boss regarded the duo with a smirk before scoffing, "The Wade family holds an 18% stake in one of the largest group globally, not to mention the wealthiest company in the country. Even for a shareholder with such substantial holdings, fifty million dollars shouldn't pose a significant obstacle, right?"Old Wade's eyes widened in disbelief, while Gilbert's complexion grew noticeably ashen. Old Wade responded with a hint of dissatisfaction, "We were under the impression that you were prepared to offer the property to us for thirty million dollars. Why the sudden increase to fifty million?"The gang boss lounged back in his c

As Gilbert drove them to the meeting location provided by the buyer, Old Wade couldn't contain his frustration. "Who does he think he is, making such an unreasonable demand? When we get there, I'll give him a piece of my mind. What a thief," he grumbled."Dad, please try to stay calm. We don't know who we're dealing with here," Gilbert urged, worried that his father might escalate the situation. They had an ongoing court case with the Wilson family that required a cash settlement, and their company's monthly dividends wouldn't be enough to cover additional troubles."Why are you so afraid? Sometimes I wonder if I'm even your father. When I was your age, I wasn't afraid of trouble; trouble was afraid of me," Old Wade scolded Gilbert relentlessly.Gilbert remained silent and declined to offer any further comments. Instead, he focused all his attention on driving while his father continued to criticize him as they made their way. Upon arrival, Gilbert hastily parked the car in a nearby s