[{"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-99":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},341129,602,"Chapter 99 99: Let's play","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-99",99,"\u003Cp>Eira's lips twitched in frustration as she stared at the polished plaque on the door that shows the name—Brandon Kael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right beside it, across the narrow hallway, another door had a familiar crest delicately embossed in gold: the room of Florence Bleaufort herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why the hell is the room you arranged for him is beside your room?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As his girlfriend, his room should be beside mine or he'll just have to stay in my bedroom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence just shrugged casually \"Well, darling, I just thought it would be practical to keep my son-in-law close.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled sweetly and opened the door \"Now stop fretting and come inside. Brandon, dear—this way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached out and grabbed Brandon's arm before pulling him into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the big room, Brandon smiled \"Wow, looks great.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was vast, warmly lit by a chandelier. Ocean-blue drapes framed the wide windows, beyond which the sea glittered under the fading sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cream-white and navy blue silk bedding stretched across a king-sized bed with soft velvet cushions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence just smiled, seeing his pleased expression \"Oh, its nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she led him toward one of the tall, lacquered wardrobes built into the far wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a dramatic flourish, she opened the doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the wardrobe, it is filled with lots of clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon blinked \"Did you… order all of this today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, Eira finally walked in and stared at the wardrobe \"I'm honestly surprised you managed to get all of this within a few hours. Were there vendors just parked in the estate basement?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence chuckled lightly, \"Oh, darling. You underestimate the power of my name and my wallet. A few calls, and voilà.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira shook her head helplessly and Brandon just smiled dryly as he liked getting spoiled like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then as if remembering something, Florence spoke \"oh yeah, after evening.. we can play.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun had already begun its slow descent behind the horizon, casting the sky in soft amber and dusky rose as waves lapped gently against the shoreline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gilded torches flickered to life along the stone path leading down to the shore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira sat under a wide parasol with her long legs stretched out across a chaise lounge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of oversized sunglasses shaded her eyes, and a chilled glass of passionfruit spritz was beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She barely sipped it as she was too preoccupied scrolling through her phone with her thumb flicking through a stream of messages and curated articles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, the sound of feathers slicing through the air was heard with the soft thwack of a shuttlecock connecting with a racket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Point for me again, dear!\" Florence's voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood on the sand barefoot with her hair loosely tied into a trailing braid that swayed with every movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her outfit was a playful yet elegant beach ensemble: a flowing white wrap and a halter-style swim top, highlighting the graceful lines of her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a chuckle, she raised her racket for another serve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are playing badminton right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the sandy court stood Brandon, who was wearing a light beach shirt in pale blue and a pair of well-fitted shorts that revealed his toned calves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hair was tousled from the salty wind, and his cheeks were faintly flushed... not just from the exertion, but from laughing far too often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wasn't ready,\" he called back, shielding his eyes and smiling as the shuttlecock arced toward him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You never are,\" Florence teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She served again with effortless grace and the shuttle slashed through the air instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon jumped forward and tried to hit it back to her court but failed miserably and missed the shuttle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira didn't even look up. She took a sip of her drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Point again!\" Florence cheered, twirling her racket with the satisfaction of a woman who knew she was winning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon groaned in playful frustration, bending to retrieve the shuttlecock \"Are you sure you haven't played professionally?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I dabbled,\" Florence replied airily, flipping her braid over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not surprising,\" Brandon muttered but then he smiled. \"You're pretty intimidating with a racket.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence laughed and walked closer, brushing sand from her leg. \"You flatter me. But keep going—I play better when I'm adored.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the chaise, Eira gave an exaggerated sigh. \"He plays worse when he's distracted,\" she murmured to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence gestured for Brandon to serve this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did and launched the shuttle into the air with surprising strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence's eyes glittered, and she lunged, her bare feet kicking up a puff of sand as she met the birdie midair and sent it sailing back across the invisible line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*phlack*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shit..' Brandon cursed under his breath and darted forward, diving to hit back the shuttlecock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stumbled slightly, caught his balance, and managed to strike it... though it wobbled and fell to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Terrible,\" Eira muttered, taking another sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence laughed and placed her hands on her hips. \"Don't let her demoralize you, Brandon. She's just bitter she isn't playing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira shook her head \"I'm fine watching. I'm enjoying the show.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon, panting slightly, looked over at her \"Care to join, Eira? I could use backup against your mom. 2 vs 1.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence clutched her heart as if she was heartbroken \"Traitor. You want to team up against me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon raised his hands in mock surrender. \"I mean, you're beating me ten–nothing. I'm desperate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence only smiled and tossed her hair. \"And that desperation is adorable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira groaned and slid down lower into her seat, pulling her sunglasses further over her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh. He is becoming a part of her theater troupe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon returned to his position on the sandy court and brushed the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A light breeze teased the hem of Brandon's loose beach shirt as he flexed his fingers and prepared for the next serve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come now, darling,\" Florence purred, \"don't hold back on me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon smiled, pushing his hair back, and then served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shuttlecock zipped across the short court, but Florence was quick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pivoted with an effortless grace, her bare feet kicking up sand as she returned it with a satisfying pop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rally resumed... clumsy, cheerful, and full of exaggerated dives, fumbled smacks, and bursts of laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon slipped more than once on the uneven sand, and Florence always rushed forward to help him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than once, she \"accidentally\" bumped into him as they both ran toward a shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haa...\" After a long rally, Brandon lost another point and took deep breaths. \"Huff...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence walked to him and brushed his hair \"You look so charming when you're breathless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From her lounge chair just a few meters away, Eira slowly lifted her sunglasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips parted slightly as she caught the way her mother leaned toward Brandon and how Brandon's smile had that too-pleased lilt to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence, of course, noticed her daughter's gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a perfectly innocent smile, she glanced over her shoulder, and gave a subtle smirk before returning to the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one expression said everything... 'Yes, I see you watching. And yes, I'm doing this on purpose.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drink in Eira's hand clinked sharply as she set it down just a little too hard on the table beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly stood from her chair, brushing her shawl behind her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine,\" she muttered under her breath as she kicked off her sandals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If no one's going to stop this absurd bonding session, I guess I'll have to do it myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence noticed Eira walking towards them and smiled \"Oh good! Come join us, darling! It's no fun beating just one of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon smiled and gestured \"Come here, Eira..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira crackled her knuckles and took her racket \"We are beating this bitch today, Brandon. Time to even the odds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>hearing this, Florence clapped her hands \"That's the enthusiasm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The match started...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and they lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>20-0\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting on the sand, Eira took deep breaths to catch her breath and looked at her mother, who was standing there casually \"What the.. hell.. Haah.. Haah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence just shrugged casually \"Skill issue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1351,"2026-05-30T03:52:04.455Z","2026-06-01T04:30:14.553Z",1,"novelbin.me","6dfc54e664d201e72bd0d10c2725c55cf2a16e42d78a615f3f3210381e574ab0","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-100","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-98",523,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgetting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-cover.jpg"]