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Filthy rich werewolves novel Chapter 306

Summary for Chapter 306: Filthy rich werewolves

Chapter Summary: Chapter 306 – Filthy rich werewolves by Swnovels

In Chapter 306, a key moment in the Internet novel Filthy rich werewolves , Swnovels delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Chapter 306

"It's all right. I'll find a job myself." She refused.

His eyes darkened, and the fingers that clung to her hands tightened slightly. "You don't like me helping you to find a job, Sis?"

Her body could not help but stiffen. It was as if her surroundings were filled with some kind of pressure.

"I want to find a job myself." She took a deep breath, her almond-shaped eyes meeting his dark gaze.

It would have been much easier for her if he found her a job. The job he would have given her would certainly be one that was easier and paid a lot more.

However, how long... would that last?

When he got tired of the game in the future and kicked her out, all she would have then would be nothing.

Or perhaps, in addition to this scruple, her refusal was to preserve what little self-respect she had left.

Yes. Now, the ordeal of life and the cruelty of reality continued to wear away her pride.

Once upon a time, it had been difficult for her to imagine what it was like to kneel to people, but in prison, she knelt to people more than once, ate food that was overturned on the ground, and had her head trampled by people with their feet...

Why talk about self-esteem when staying alive was hard enough?

Now, she, who was once proud, already had her self-esteem shattered.

She would like to keep what little self-esteem she had left.

The two looked at each other. Even the servant who had come with the medicine and gauze could feel the suffocating atmosphere in the air around them.

It was he who had been changing her dressing and gauze these days. She said that it would be fine for the servant to change it for her, but he insisted that he would change the dressing for her.

"I don't trust anyone else with Sis." This was the answer he gave.

There were times when she really thought she did not understand him. He would look like he was angry one moment but would gently change her dressing the next.

He was like... a different person.

Or should she say he was... temperamental?

As he once again wrapped her fingers in gauze, he raised his eyes. Suddenly, their eyes collided with each other. The anger in his eyes was gone, and he had a smile on his face.

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