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Part 1How to Make a Hero Hate You

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I can only go home if I fill the "Hatred Meter" of the male lead.

So, I activated Maximum Drama Mode.

If he liked it, I snatched it. If he hated it, I shoved it in his face. Basically, my entire existence was dedicated to making him loathe me.

But instead of hating me, he indulged me more and more. When others complained about my behavior, he just shrugged and said:

"She only acts up for me. Why are you so pressed?"

Julian and I grew up together.

But for his birthday party, he invited everyone except me.

No problem. I have no shame. I'll crash it.

I kicked open the banquet hall doors. The room went silent. Every eye was on me.

"Holy sh*t, she scared me." "Can Chloe ever chill? I swear I want to hit her with a hammer."

I ignored the whispers.

Scanning the room, I spotted Julian in the corner on the phone. I marched straight over.

"Hey, Vance. What's the meaning of not inviting me?"

My tone was bratty and arrogant.

Julian finished his call before even glancing at me.

The warm orange light hit his face, highlighting his sharp jawline. If you ignored his eyes—which were cold enough to freeze hell over—Julian was undeniably handsome.

As expected of the male lead.

I sighed internally.

Julian didn't seem surprised by my intrusion. "You were in Europe yesterday. How was I supposed to send you an invite?"

He gestured at the door, where eight bodyguards stood uselessly. " besides, not inviting you didn't stop you, did it?"

I choked for a second but recovered quickly. "Send it or don't, who cares where I am? If I'm in the mood, I'll come."

I looked around the party with disdain.

"I don't know what you were thinking, picking such a lame venue. Boring..."

I let my gaze drift over the guests, making it clear they were the boring part.

Suddenly, a simply dressed woman stepped forward. Her face was pure, her expression stubborn.

"Miss Chloe, how can you say that about everyone? That's... so rude!" "You should apologize!"

Silence fell. Everyone stared at the speaker—Lily Lin.

I looked at her and laughed.