Novel & Cerita Transmigrated As Fat Young Missy

I knew the truth, though. It hadn’t been someone else, some otherworldly presence possessing my body. No, it had been me. Some fucked up version of who I was slithered out from the shadows that it hid in. It had kept me safe, but in doing so, it had killed one of the most important people in this pack. “Where’d your apron go?” Missy, one of the cooks, rasped. She was a middle-aged she-wolf with greying hair and a plump backside that she often attributed to all of the fried food she made. Her voice was rough around the edges from the cigarettes she’d sneak out back to smoke, but her heart was in the right place.

Clark replied hoarsely. “Wasn’t there anyone who saw what really happened?” the doctor pressed, glancing around the room. He suddenly remembered Missy and immediately asked for the child to be brought in. When she arrived, the little girl was in tears as she tried to recount what she had seen. “At first, she was happy,” Missy began, her voice trembling. “She even said I was a good actress. But when a lot of the other girls came out and started singing, she began to look really pale…” Her lower lip quivered. “She looked so scared, like something was hurting her inside… Then she went out, held her chest, and suddenly fell down. I kept calling her, but she wouldn’t answer…”

Jadeite's expression seemed shocked, "Ori, what did you see?" Ori wiped her tears, her expression filled with deep regret, "Young Miss... Young Miss had no other choice. Coming and going requires money everywhere. Spending money every month and receiving a reward both have limitations. Young Miss had to scrape together resources, so she secretly switched Madam's Moose cheese with goat cheese. Young Miss begs for Madam's forgiveness!" The Old Madam was shocked by everything she heard, and in her mind, she listened to the foster mother's words, Julia, giving the Third Miss a string of coins as a reward. She was angered and ashamed at the same time. This little one honestly had no shame!

said Garzia, she puffed out her chest and lifted her face, making Scarlett even more irritated with women that arrogant. "I don't want to do what you tell me, do you think I am your maid?? I'm not a maid but I'm a princess," Scarlett replied, she looked at Garzia with a cold gaze. "Tomorrow morning I will find a way so I can return to the future. I am sick of you, Garzia!" Scarlett continued, her eyes widened. "Suit yourself, I don't want to know Georgia!" said Garzia. "There is something I want to ask you, are you really not Georgia?? How can you turn into another girl claiming to be Scarlett?? What year did you come from?" asked Garzia curiously, she leaned forward and brought her face clo

He stared at Anastasia who immediately looked confused and said, "Maybe you don't understand; I'll explain everything..." "Explain it to me if it helps me get out of here!" Anastasia demanded. Dominic nodded, then took Anastasia's hand. "Forgive me for not telling you this earlier, but now you need to know and believe. I wasn't born at this time... I'm a man from the future... I came here through my sleep... And when I'm not with you, it means I'm waking up in my original world, a future world full of advancements and conveniences."

" My hand shook, a mix of shock and disbelief coursing through me. I caught Natalie Cooper's triumphant look and her voice, tinged with self-pity. "Emmett, if she doesn't want us to do it, let's drop it. It's like being tied up and beaten with a stick—I can take it." Without a backward glance, Emmett shoved past me. "Forget about her." Emmett was different today—sharp and dapper in his new clothes and haircut, a stark contrast to his usual self. Maybe he had guessed we would not go through with the marriage license. So he never prepared before our registration.

The commentator seemed surprised to see me getting food. "Looks like contestant Cecilia is finally ready to eat. Let's see what she's chosen! "Buffalo wings, hot chicken, jalapeño poppers, spicy chili..." He laughed mockingly. "It looks like contestant Cecilia really is a rookie. Does she think she's here for a casual meal?" The livestream chat was losing it. [Even I know that spicy, oily, and heavy foods fill you up the fastest. A few bites and you're done. Is she actually stupid or just pretending?]

I ask. Missy goes into the whole explanation on how a girl was glaring at Grace and the girl stood up for Grace. She got into an argument with the girl telling her if she wanted to me meet me, she could. I raise a brow. But didn’t say anything. She and Grace spent the entire day together. I am relieved Grace made a friend, but I don’t trust the girl. “She sounded like she knew who Damian was. Not surprising though that fool sleeps with anything in a skirt. It was hilarious to see two women arguing about that fool.” Missy smacks her thigh standing up. “I better get back to my post.” She says before walking out of the room.

Katelyn’s glare at her which subconsciously awakened the model student attitude within her. They stared at each other for a while before Mrs. Katelyn suddenly clanked her heels hard causing a sharp sound to reverberate throughout their surroundings. Dina winced slightly but eventually got herself, just in time for Mrs. Katelyn to question- “Say… why are you here Dina?” She said as she sat on the teacher’s desk, one leg placed on another as she swung the one on top in a to-and-fro motion. “I…am a transmigrator ma’am!” Dina explained politely.