[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem":3,"chapter-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-491":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evil MC's NTR Harem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1831840,2438,"Chapter 491: Chapter 491 Void","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-491",491,"\u003Cp>Sandra's expression twitched slightly, clearly displeased that her attempt to deter him had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Diane, on the other hand, beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great! We'll leave Saturday morning. It's gonna be fun—you'll get to see the animals, the crops, and oh! We even have a new batch of ducklings. They're adorable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross nodded, amused by her enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sounds like a good time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy smiled, resting her chin on her hand as she watched the interaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was rare for Ross to agree to anything so casually, but she liked the idea of him joining them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A part of her was curious to see how he'd handle life outside his usual luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mother, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It'll be nice having you join us, Ross. Just be prepared—farm life isn't all relaxation. There's real work involved.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross smirked. \"I don't mind getting my hands dirty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sandra huffed under her breath, stabbing her fork into her food with a little more force than necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy couldn't help but grin. This trip was going to be very interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The week flew by, and before they knew it, Saturday morning had arrived—the day of the much-anticipated trip to the family farm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross pulled up to the house in his sleek, midnight-blue sports car, its engine purring softly as he stepped out, dressed impeccably in casual yet stylish attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steven, Amy's father, eyed the low-slung vehicle with a raised eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your car won't handle the road to the farm, Ross. It's a bumpy ride up there,\" he remarked, his voice carrying a note of concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross smiled, unfazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine, Steven. I actually grew up on a farm myself,\" he replied, rolling up his sleeves. Without hesitation, he joined the family in packing their belongings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The family had gathered a substantial amount of supplies for the farm—fresh groceries, tools for minor repairs, and personal luggage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They loaded everything into Steven's large, rugged truck, its bed groaning under the weight of the cargo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning sun cast a warm glow over the scene as they worked together, laughter and chatter filling the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later, with the truck packed to the brim, they were ready to depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steven took the driver's seat, his wife settled beside him in the passenger seat, Amy and Diane occupied the middle row, while Sandra and Ross squeezed into the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rear seats were cramped, surrounded by bags and supplies, leaving little room to maneuver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only their heads were visible above the pile, creating a comical sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross, however, seemed perfectly at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The confined space and rustic setting didn't bother him in the slightest; in fact, it brought back fond memories of his own upbringing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sandra, on the other hand, was less than pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She mumbled and complained under her breath, her discomfort evident as she shifted in her seat, trying to find a more comfortable position amidst the clutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the truck rumbled to life and pulled away from the city, the scenery began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tall buildings and bustling streets gave way to open fields and dense forests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The road narrowed and became rougher, with potholes and uneven terrain causing the truck to jostle and bounce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew fresher, carrying the earthy scent of nature, and the sounds of urban life were replaced by the chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the bumpy ride, the family remained in high spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sang along to songs on the radio, shared stories, and teased each other good-naturedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross joined in, his deep laughter blending with theirs, further endearing him to Amy's family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sandra, however, remained aloof, her discomfort turning into irritation as the journey progressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shot occasional glares at Ross, who seemed oblivious to her displeasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy noticed her sister's sour mood and gave her a reassuring smile, hoping to ease her discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journey from Parkland City to Stanlow Town was a long seven-hour drive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car was packed with luggage, snacks, and the occasional conversation, though much of the trip was spent in comfortable silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, they stopped for lunch, grabbed snacks, and took restroom breaks at gas stations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they reached the halfway point, the sun was already high up in the sky, casting a bright hot radiance over the landscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rhythmic hum of the car and the gentle rocking motion had lulled most of the passengers to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sandra's sisters, Amy and Diane, were curled up in their seats, breathing softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mother had also dozed off, her head resting against the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only their father, Steven, remained fully awake, his hands steady on the wheel as he navigated the open road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Sandra winced, a sharp pain shooting through her leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ouch!\" she gasped, instinctively gripping her thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross, seated beside her, turned his head. \"What's wrong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My leg—it's cramping,\" she muttered, trying to stretch it out but failing to relieve the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn't hesitate. \"Come here. I'll give you a massage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sandra blinked at him in disbelief. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for an answer, Ross moved quickly, gathering the supplies piled beside Sandra and shifting them to the center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he patted his lap expectantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're insane,\" Sandra whispered harshly, her face heating up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't actually expect me to sit on your lap, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Suit yourself.\" He leaned back and closed his eyes, making no effort to fix the now-displaced supplies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, his bare arms and legs pressed lightly against Sandra's, the warmth of his skin making her hyper-aware of their proximity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sandra inhaled sharply, trying to ignore it, but the throbbing pain in her leg wasn't going away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shifted uncomfortably, biting her lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh…\" She clenched her fists, debating whether her pride was worth the discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another few seconds, she exhaled in defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine,\" she grumbled. \"But if you try anything, I swear I'll kill you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross smirked but said nothing as Sandra hesitantly moved onto his lap, her movements stiff and awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Discord server for exclusive reader perks and rewards! 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