Transmigrated as The Best Female Character of the Year

’Shawn Fisher was a real devil. He looked ruthless on the outside, but his heart was even more vicious. He was a bloodthirsty wolf, unfit for the public eye—better suited to being kept on a tight leash at home.’

Shawn Fisher crossed his legs and shot Silas Rockwell a sidelong glance.

”I’m also one of her rumored boyfriends. Why can you sit here, but I can’t?”

Melody Monroe: ...

”I’m sorry. I’m really sorry about the rumors,” Melody Monroe quickly apologized.

’It was Evan Fairchild’s fault. Last time, he’d used her name to teach someone a lesson, which is how Shawn got dragged into this mess.’

”It’s not your fault,” Shawn Fisher replied.

Melody Monroe: ...

’For a second, she had the strange illusion that Shawn Fisher was actually quite reasonable.’

Someone new had suddenly appeared in the stands, and all the sharp-eyed members of the media noticed.

When the cameras turned toward Shawn Fisher, they all jumped. The photographers focused their lenses a few times but didn’t dare to press the shutter.

’Is that the Fisher Family’s wolf, Shawn Fisher?’

’He actually came too!’

’This...’

’How were they supposed to write this story?’

’Who would even dare?’

’Who on earth was Melody Monroe’s boyfriend?’

’All her rumored boyfriends were here!’

’What a massive headache.’

The reporters on site all felt this was too difficult. For the first time ever, writing a simple entertainment piece felt impossibly hard!

Melody Monroe sat in the middle, flanked on her left and right by two living titans.

She had no interest in watching the competition on the field anymore.

”Melody Monroe, can I get a few autographs?” Shawn Fisher asked stiffly.

Melody Monroe: ...

Silas Rockwell raised a hand, hiding the smile playing on his lips. ”If you’re going to ask for a favor, you should at least have a better attitude!”

”Is my attitude bad?” Shawn Fisher retorted.

Melody Monroe heard the CRACK-CRACK-CRACK of knuckles.

’Shawn Fisher’s temper was just as bad as it was written in the original novel.’

’This powerhouse was her fan? And he was asking for her autograph?’

’She couldn’t even dare to imagine it!’

”It’s not for me. I’m getting them for someone else,” Shawn Fisher explained, pulling out a stack of Melody Monroe’s photos and a pen.

Melody Monroe took the pen and obediently signed them.

”All done.” She handed the pen and the autographed photos back to Shawn Fisher.

Shawn Fisher took out his phone, snapped a picture, and sent a voice message. ”Sweetheart, it’s done. I got them all signed for you.”

Melody Monroe immediately glanced back at Shawn Fisher. ’His voice was dripping with tenderness. Was this even the same person?’

’S... Sweetheart?!’

”Where are you? Did you meet Melody Monroe?” A reply came back to Shawn Fisher almost instantly.

’She never replies this fast!’

”Yes, I met her. I’m sitting right next to her.”

”Hubby, can I send you a video call request? Can you ask Melody Monroe to say a few words to me?”

”You’re only calling me ’Hubby’ for this? Is Melody Monroe more important than me?”

Melody Monroe: ’...I feel like I just got caught in the crossfire.’

Master Rockwell: ”Public displays of affection are just asking for trouble!”

”Hubby, pleeeease! Hubby, Hubby.”

Shawn Fisher: ’...And usually, she’d rather die than call me ’Hubby’!’

Melody Monroe sat there, frozen like a stone statue.

’Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? Can someone please come and save me!’

”Melody Monroe, could I trouble you to video chat with my wife for a minute?”

Melody Monroe smiled politely and nodded.

’Could she refuse?’

’If she refused, she suspected this tycoon would grab her by the head and shove it in front of the camera—and she’d be forced to maintain a perfect, toothy smile the entire time.’

’Damn it! This was too much!’

The video call connected, and Melody Monroe saw a young woman appear on the screen.

”AHH! It really is Melody Monroe!” The fangirl instantly became overwhelmed with excitement.