Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Let’s cause destruction together!

Chapter 140: Let’s cause destruction together!

"We have the Wife and Slave ranks," Selene began, her tone firm but calm.

"But that’s not enough. Not all women who aren’t slaves hold the same weight, the same importance. So I propose we divide it further."

"Wives and Concubines."

She let her words hang in the air like a blade.

"Concubines are women who have a relationship with Noah, but whose importance—to the family or even to Noah himself—is... minimal, yet. Mostly because they are new."

"But with time these bonds may deepen."

Silence.

She scanned their faces.

"Are you all following?" She asked.

A wave of nods.

Expressions serious now.

No one dared to protest.

If even the most possessive among them—Elizabeth, Selene, and Yuki—were making efforts for unity, the others had no excuse. They fell in line.

Truth be told, most of them were fine with the system so far.

Most—except one.

A cute little green haired girl, legs swinging from her seat, had a very different internal dialogue.

’This is so boring. I want to pulverize the whole room...’

That thought hadn’t even finished forming before she felt it—two pairs of eyes snapping to her.

One silver. One white.

Elira and Elizabeth turned toward her in sync like predators catching scent of prey.

Anya blinked with a surprised look —then let out a yelp.

YELP—!

Heads turned.

All eyes were on her now.

Selene tilted her head slightly in confusion, her voice still calm but sharper now.

"What’s going on?"

She looked at Elira and Elizabeth, whose eyes remained fixed on Anya—icy, lifeless, and merciless.

They had sensed something shift.

Elizabeth because of her Oracle’s instinct. Hardly anything can’t escape her instincts.

Elira simply because this was her domain, her realm—and her mind was far beyond human. She was a Supreme after all. Her instincts were divine, no matter how restricted she was.

Elizabeth spoke first, voice cutting through the room like a blade:

"We haven’t said it yet, but let’s make one thing clear."

"We won’t tolerate troublemakers here."

Her voice was cold like frozen steel.

Anya froze.

"If you truly love Noah, then you should care enough about his peace to restrain any thoughts or feelings that would destroy it. Otherwise, your love is fake. Selfish."

She paused. Her silver gaze never wavered.

Elira stepped in, smooth and sharp.

"Look, we’re not naïve. We know we won’t all get along perfectly."

"Some of you probably dream of killing the rest and having Noah to yourselves."

"But think before you act. Because Noah wouldn’t forgive that kind of betrayal."

She narrowed her eyes.

"And if you still choose to ignore all that..."

"Then this isn’t your place."

The message was clear.

Yes, it was directed at Anya.

But it was meant for everyone.

Anya sat at the center of it all, every gaze on her.

But strangely—she wasn’t scared.

She wasn’t even anxious.

She studied them. One by one.

These women were powerful and dangerous.

Some could kill her with a sneeze.

Others could make her suffer forever with abilities worse than death.

And yet—

She smiled. A beautiful almost innocent smile.

Because for once, she was not in her own bubble and really looked at them.

And what she saw wasn’t a threat. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

It was potential.

Potential for sheer destruction.

’This group... all these women under Noah...’

’They’re perfect.’