[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world":3,"chapter-getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-241":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},340848,602,"Chapter 241: Le Dernier Sérénade [1]","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-241",241,"\u003Cp>The afternoon sun spilled soft golden rays across the streets as Brandon and Yverine walked together toward the theater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t too far from their hotel, but even in the afternoon, the place buzzed with people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couples, families, and groups of friends crowded the entrance, chatting in French while waiting for their turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon held his phone in one hand, scrolling through the online confirmation \"Looks like it’s a bit crowded today...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine glanced at the gathering of people without much reaction. \"It’s the weekend. That’s expected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped through the front doors into the lobby, where the chatter grew louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air smelled of freshly popped popcorn, sweet crepes, and the faint hint of coffee from a nearby vending stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon walked through the line of people, showing the QR code on his phone to the attendant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attendant scanned it with a quick beep, then nodded, handing them a printed receipt \"Salle trois. Profitez du film, Le Dernier Sérénade.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon glanced back at Yverine \"Alright, we’re all set.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave a faint nod and asked \"Did you understand what she said.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon gave her a blank stare and shook his head with a dry smile \"Nope, I don’t know French.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a giggle, she replied \"She said it’s room number three... Enjoy the film.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before heading in, Brandon stopped at the snack counter \"Can’t watch a movie without proper snacks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine tilted her head slightly \"...Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned with a big tub of popcorn, two drinks, and a small pack of chocolates \"Here, you can hold the drinks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine took it silently, though her fingers lingered lightly against his fingers for just a moment before she shifted her gaze toward the entrance of the screening halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they approached the entrance to Salle 3, the crowd thickened slightly with people, children tugging their parents along, and couples chatting quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flow was a little chaotic, with some squeezing past others to find their way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing a group pushing their way through, Brandon instinctively reached out and pulled Yverine a bit closer by the wrist, shielding her with his body \"Stay close. Don’t wanna lose you in this mess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, her calm eyes softened, and a faint blush brushed her cheeks, but she didn’t say anything and just let him guide her forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They finally stepped into the darkened hallway leading to their screening room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon scanned the rows, spotting their reserved seats near the center \"There... middle row. Good view.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully walking through, he made sure Yverine went ahead while he followed, balancing the popcorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally reached their seats, Yverine settled down, placing the drink in the cup holder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon sat beside her, sinking into the plush seat with a satisfied sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chatter and soft rustling filled the room as more people filed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon smiled, popping a piece of popcorn into his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The theater lights dimmed slowly, and the crowd hushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the movie’s opening music began, Brandon casually placed the popcorn in the middle between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without looking away from the screen, Yverine reached out, taking a single piece of popcorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the movie, both Brandon and Yverine stepped out of the screening room, moving with the small crowd that filtered into the lobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, amidst the chatter and footsteps, someone reached out, attempting to tap Yverine’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she subtly shifted her body and turned her head sharply, missing the shoulder tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon noticed the movement immediately and turned as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning around, he saw a man standing there wearing a black suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine’s gaze narrowed subtly looking at the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man spoke in a low tone, \"Notre maître souhaite vous rencontrer.\"(Our master wants to meet you.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed further and she replied flatly \"Votre maître ? Je ne le connais pas... Ne me faites pas perdre mon temps.\"(Your master? I don’t know anyone... Don’t waste my time.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon glanced between them and he didn’t understand a word of what they were saying but could feel the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man simply held her gaze and, after a brief pause, spoke again, \"Vous n’avez pas le choix. Venez le rencontrer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(You have no other choice. Come and meet him.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon instinctively stepped a little closer, gently taking Yverine’s hand \"Sister Yve... what is he saying?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine didn’t take her eyes off the man \"Someone wants to meet me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh? Brandon blinked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a deep frown, she gave a nod \"Très bien... voyons de qui il s’agit.\"(Alright... Let’s see who it is.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in the coat silently gestured for them to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine’s hand tightened slightly around Brandon’s as they followed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of exiting the theater, they were guided upstairs to a quiet hallway that branched off from the main lobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the corridor there was a door with a gold-plated sign: \"Salon Privé\" the VIP hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doorman outside glanced at them briefly, then stepped aside without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the door opened, they slowly entered in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was dimly lit and the faint scent of expensive cigars lingered in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plush velvet couches lined the space, and at the far end, a man was sitting casually on the couch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his lap a woman was sitting, leaning onto him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s hair was slicked back, and a gold watch glinted faintly on his wrist as he lazily swirled a glass of wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lifted slowly, meeting theirs, and a faint smile curled on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine stepped in front of him and asked \"Que veux-tu?\" (What do you want?)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man chuckled lowly and looked at Yverine from top to bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was wearing casual clothes, not even revealing clothes but she could feel his predatory gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back even further into the couch, his free hand lazily stroking the thigh of the woman on his lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he spoke, his grin widened \"Une seule nuit... avec toi.\" (Just one night... with you.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon froze for a second, not catching the exact words but instantly sensing the shift in his tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from his gaze alone, he could tell what he was saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yverine’s gaze condensed ’What is this cliche ass story? An arrogant idiot from a rich famil-’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her eyes widened in surprise as she noticed Brandon moving and in the next instant, a kick landed on the man’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>",1069,"2026-05-30T03:52:04.456Z","2026-06-01T04:30:14.553Z",1,"novelbin.me","4beaf2f3d7d4941d7731365f66b9a5aff416a3fa7e4d32f3258faf30c9b72ff8","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-242","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-240",523,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgetting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-cover.jpg"]