The Girl He Dumped Becomes a Billionaire.

"Does the king of your country mean for me to be the villain who withdraws from the marriage?" His Majesty, the Emperor of Odin, thoughtfully stood in front of the window of his study with his hands behind his back. From his point of view he could see in the gardens below a group of bright young girls talking and laughing under lace-adorned parasols, including his fiancée, and his fiancée was also the niece of the King of Obstad, and the second daughter of the Count of Kalda and of this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca, and his fiancée's name was, Marianne- Lorraine-Norsca-Dunava. Because the previous Emperor had been favored by the female Grand Duke of Norsca, he was forced to have his dazzling son betrothed to Marianne, who had been twice removed from the marriage. It was a marriage that, in the eyes of many, was neither right nor wrong. However, the dowry given by the female Grand Duke of Norsca was generous enough, coupled with the fact that Marianne was really a pleasant girl, so His Majesty, the Emperor of Odin, did not have any preconceived prejudice against his own fiancée, but instead, he appreciated the other party a little bit more because of her experience. After all, not everyone could quickly recover from blow after blow and accept the status quo. To put it more dramatically, any noblewoman with a fragile soul would have broken down to the point where she would have to live her life as a zombie under the blessing of the Goddess of Light after experiencing Marianne's experience firsthand. "I really can't do the act of breaking my credit and harming an innocent young girl." His Majesty forced himself to withdraw his gaze and met the unmistakably contemptuous eyes of the Obstar emissary. "If you are unwilling to accept King Obstar's request, then there are other monarchs or great nobles who are willing to betroth the beautiful and gentle Princess Innes and then inherit Obstar's vast territory." The Obstar messenger cursed Emperor Odin's hypocrisy in his heart, but his face still had a standard to impeccable smile. "After all, for the sake of Odin and Obstar's future, what's sacrificing one's reputation?" The Obstar emissary knew that His Majesty the Emperor of Odin didn't want to go as the ungrateful villain who voluntarily withdrew from the marriage. However, his Majesty also did not want Princess Innes to carry the bad reputation of snatching her cousin's fiancé, so the matter of withdrawing ...... from the marriage had to be spoken by someone in public. Since neither Odin's Emperor nor Obstar's King wanted to go as the villain who took the lead, the only way was for Marianne to take the initiative to give up her marriage contract with Emperor Odin, and at the same time, to a certain extent, avoid the retaliation of this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca. This could really be a good thing. The Emperor of Odin and the Emissary of Obstar agreed in a wordless stare. The only challenge now is to convince Marianne to voluntarily renounce her engagement to Emperor Odin. Just that princess, who has already been bounced out of her marriage twice, is really someone who gives in easily? .................. ...... There was no doubt that when the news of His Majesty, the Emperor of Odin, receiving Obstar's emissary spread, everyone surveyed Marianne, whose smile remained unchanged, with a look of sympathy mixed with gloating. A royal princess who had been withdrawn from her marriage three times, I'm afraid that there wouldn't be a second one in the entire continent if they looked for one. Those vultures who are eager to find satisfaction in the suffering of the rich and powerful dare not laugh at Marianne's situation to her face, so they let Marianne hear all sorts of rumors and gossips with reluctance. "It's pathetic! This is the third time Princess Marianne has been withdrawn from marriage." "A noblewoman who has been withdrawn from marriage three times, even if she is a royal princess, can only spend the rest of her life peacefully in a convent under the light of the Goddess of Light!" "Yeah! Her betrothed was either a king or an emperor. No woman in her right mind would accept a plain, unimpressive bird of prey after seeing an eagle in all its splendor." "Come on, the object of your sympathy is a rich and powerful princess. You haven't even lived your own life clearly yet! I can't believe I'm free to worry about someone else's future." ............ ...... Abigail, who had followed Marianne, after two days of listening to the whispers, finally had the patience to close the door and question her mistress, "And you let those sparrows with their six beaks talk about your scandals at court." In the face of Abigail's anger, Marianne reclined on a soft chaise longue and wrapped a lustrous necklace around the sunlight, letting the flowing pearls glide between her bones in beautiful fleeting shadows. "Does it look good?" Marianne displayed the pearl necklace in front of Abigail. Abigail, who was originally furious, froze, then subconsciously nodded her head, then said in annoyance, "Are you even listening to me seriously." "I'm not deaf, you yelled so loud I just tried to ignore you and my ears wouldn't let me do that." Marianne flung the pearl necklace casually at Abigail and struck a lazy pose, "Here's something from the little emperor today. Haven't you noticed that the louder those sparrows chirp, the more vain the little emperor becomes?" Marianne said here, and revealed a smile of pungent sarcasm, "Anyway, I'm going to be withdrawn from the marriage, and fame is undoubtedly the most useless thing as far as I'm concerned right now. It's no big deal to let that group of chirping sparrows make a few sarcastic remarks. Even from the perspective of minimizing losses, I would rather hope that they can scream a few more times in the little emperor's ears, preferably making the good-faced little emperor 'feel guilty' to the point of tossing and turning, and having a hard time sleeping day and night." It was clearly a bright sunny day, but Abigail could hear a bone-deep chill in Marianne's words. "What we need to do now is not to stop the gossip, but to fuel it as much as possible." Marianne knew that ambitious men wouldn't stand for the fine virtue called "keeping one's word" until there was enough to go around, so after she got word that Obstar's emissary had already met with the Emperor, she spread the news so that she could make a big deal out of the compensation negotiations that followed and make Odin, who had stabbed her in the back, to pay for the loss of the Emperor. Emperor and the King of Obstar to have a flesh wound. "My good uncle and the young emperor have set their minds on making me break off my engagement voluntarily, so I can't take a loss for nothing, can I?" Marianne picked out another ring that the Little Emperor had just sent her, surveying the extravagant luster emanating from the golden pearl against the sunlight, "Withdrawing from the marriage is a certainty, and letting me take the initiative to break off the engagement is also negotiable." Marianne adjusted the angle of the ring, narrowing her eyes at the reflected light from the pearls, "It's just that I never make a losing deal, and I'm not guilty of being so cheap as to be uptight and aggrieved." "Aren't they trying to get a cheap shot? Then I'll let them experience what it's like to be roasted in the fire as well." Marianne looked over at Abigail, her eyes revealing suppressed madness and distortion. "The thought of them being as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but having to put on the face of a hypocrite under the pressure of public opinion, excites me beyond words." Marianne stroked her rolling cheeks, and spoke with a hint of an upturned trill from her excitement, "That's why human pleasures are all connected to a certain extent." "Those twittering sparrows want to see my crumbling face." "And why would I want to see the little emperor's stifled expression as he struggles to suppress his anger?"