Chapter 483: Commitnt
From Margaret’s house, Harry had successfully escaped and was now driving ho. This thrilling and risky affair of sneaking into soone’s ho had given Harry an incredible sense of excitent, even making him sowhat addicted.
This was the allure of stealing another man’s wife!
How could fooling around with naive single young girls ever compare to this level of stimulation and exhilaration?
As the saying goes, ho-cooked als aren’t as good as wild ones, and wild ones aren’t as good as stolen ones. Stealing another man’s wife to fuck, especially doing it secretly in their own ho right under the husband’s nose—this feeling could satisfy the deepest, most wicked desires in a man’s heart!
The thrilling danger of the affair provided psychological satisfaction that even surpassed physical pleasure!
No wonder successful n, who had power and status, always loved sleeping with other n’s wives and taking their beautiful wives as concubines!
The wonders of it truly were beyond the imagination of those young guys!
Thinking back to the first ti Harry had done this, it was with Sally, the lonely married woman he’d hooked up with through a WhatsApp hookup, and the ti they were caught by her husband. It had been just as thrilling, just as risky, but also just as fucking amazing!
Harry suddenly rembered Sally, that seductive married woman.
Recalling it, Harry realized it had been a long ti since he’d contacted Sally. He had no idea how Sally and her husband were doing now. Harry hadn’t reached out to this slutty married woman, and Sally hadn’t contacted him either.
Harry guessed that after that incident, Sally must have felt guilty toward her husband and had a change of heart.
Losing such a great married fuck buddy was a pity, but with so many won in his life now, each one more stunning than the last, Harry wasn’t particularly eager to reconnect with Sally.
If a fuck buddy like Sally took the initiative to reach out, Harry wouldn’t mind paying her a visit. But if she didn’t, then he’d just treat it as if that fuck buddy never existed and couldn’t be bothered to contact her.
With these thoughts in mind, Harry had already driven ho.
Today, Harry returned relatively early. The door was closed, and neither his mother-in-law nor his wife Wanda were ho yet. His two beautiful sisters-in-law were also nowhere to be found.
Harry opened the door and walked into his study, feeling sowhat bored.
Casually brewing a cup of black tea, Harry leaned back comfortably in his computer chair and began reminiscing about the extraordinary experiences he’d had since obtaining the system.
This period had been incredibly fulfilling for Harry, and now that he had a rare mont of quiet, reflecting on it all felt like a good way to plan his next moves.
With nothing better to do, Harry turned on his computer, logged into his account, and glanced at the chat interface. He hadn’t logged in for a long ti, and a huge pile of ssages had accumulated.
Harry skimd through them—most were useless group chat ssages.
After filtering out the group chats, Harry opened the private ssages one by one. This Discord account was strictly for work, and the contacts were either readers, fellow writers, or editors.
Among the few who had privately ssaged him, aside from so readers asking if he was still writing, there was even an editor proactively reaching out to commission a piece from him. This got Harry excited.
Even though he was now a boss with a net worth in the tens of millions, Harry’s passion for writing novels had never wavered.
This was his dream, sothing he had persistently pursued. No matter how wealthy or successful he beca, Harry would remain unwavering in his dedication to writing.
Looking back on the past, Harry couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.
The path of writing novels had been so rocky for him, filled with so much mockery, so much verbal abuse, so much humiliation!
No one had believed in him, no one had supported him. Aside from his wife Wanda, almost everyone had opposed him, ridiculed Harry, calling him delusional, calling him lazy!
But who knew how much hardship Harry had endured on this journey?
Writing novels was even harder and more exhausting than manual labor!
Most people could muster the perseverance to do hard labor, but the vast majority couldn’t bring themselves to write day after day, racking their brains to craft plots and stories!
Writing novels required trendous perseverance just to keep going.
But perseverance alone wasn’t enough to succeed—you also needed talent, life experience, and luck!
Only with all of these could you carve a path through the brutal competition online!
Because across the entire internet, there were far too many people who already had these qualities!
You had to work harder than them, be more talented than them, just to cross that narrow bridge through an army of competitors!
Harry believed he had worked hard enough. From struggling to write 5,000 words in 12 hours at the beginning, to later being able to write 10,000 words a day, maintaining daily updates of 10,000 words—Harry’s perseverance and dedication had surpassed most people’s.
In terms of talent, Harry also believed he was quite gifted. At the very least, by age 12 he had thoroughly read Many books, by 13 he was writing poetry, and by 14 he had already published essays in middle school literary magazines!
Harry felt his downfall had been luck.
Before obtaining the system, Harry thought he had been cursed with the worst luck imaginable.
Looking at his life now compared to back then, Harry felt like the first half of his life had been completely wasted!
The system had changed Harry’s life, and it had also changed his personality. Perhaps he had beco evil, but Harry felt that he was living more freely now, living as his true self. The people around him also had a much better impression of him.
In the past, his mother in law had hated him, his sister in law had looked down on him, and his relatives had disdained him. Now, everyone liked him and tried to please him. Not only was Harry living happily, but the people around him were also living happily.
For Harry now, his only major regret was that he had not yet fulfilled his dream, had not yet proven himself.
18K Website Editor in Chief Glai: Hello, are you still writing books recently?
Harry stared at the chat interface on the computer screen, pondering how to respond.
Naturally, Harry had heard of this 18K Book Search site. Although the website was now a third rate small platform, it had once been prestigious. A starved cal was still bigger than a horse. No matter how poorly the site perford now, it was still much better than those wild chicken small websites.
The fact that the editor in chief of 18K Book Search had proactively reached out to him gave Harry a sense of vanity.
After thinking for a mont, Harry solemnly typed a line on the keyboard.
My Heart Is Not Dead: [Editor in Chief, hello, I am still writing books!]
The other party’s ssage had been sent two days ago. After waiting for a while and seeing no reply, Harry opened another ssage.
Coffee: [What have you been up to lately? Where are you working now?]
Coffee was another author Harry had t while writing on Take Off Chinese Website. Back then, both of them were struggling writers who had signed contracts together and were in the sa editorial group. They hadn’t been in touch for a long ti, and Harry had no idea how Kaiden was doing now.
My Heart Is Not Dead: [Coffee, my new book got rejected again recently. I’ve been busy lately, so I haven’t started a new one. How about you?]
Kaiden’s ssage had been sent yesterday, but shortly after Harry replied, the other party responded quickly.
Coffee: [My new book got signed, and the editor in chief is very optimistic about it. For the trial promotion, they directly gave a graphic recomndation! According to Editor Great Roc, my current readership and follow up numbers are in the top three among the sa batch. This book is definitely going to advance! I feel like this book is going to be a hit!]
My Heart Is Not Dead: [Congratulations, congratulations! Kaiden, you’re still amazing! None of my trial promotions ever advanced.]
Kaiden: [Don’t be discouraged, keep going! You can do it! Your writing skills are no worse than mine. It’s just that your grasp of thes might still need work. I’ve realized that writing now requires following trends and chasing hot topics. My new book is a post apocalyptic story, following the style of the bestselling author. I’ve noticed that editors love trend following and formulaic writing. Also,]
I’ve realized sothing. It seems whether a trial promotion advances or not has nothing to do with what they call readership or follow up numbers. It’s entirely based on the editor’s personal preference.
My Heart Is Not Dead: [Maybe I’m too stubborn… I don’t like following trends… Perhaps I should try it too.]
Looking at Kaiden’s ssage, Harry knew Kaiden was right, but he still felt sowhat unable to accept it.
This was probably his pretentious literary pretentiousness acting up.
Kaiden: [We write books to make a living, not for fa. As long as we can earn enough to support ourselves and avoid having to work a day job, that’s enough. There’s no need to cling to dreams or principles.]
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