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On her escape out of an arranged marriage, she had a crazy night with a strange guy... Six years later, she came back from abroad with her twin babies and embarked on the journey of revenge. Her stepmother and sister, whoever had hurt her should pay the price! In the meantime, however, the stranger that night also kept an eye on her and a cat-and-mouse game began. "Mr. Loren, Wilmett is out for a movie with your brother." Loren, "Go get someone to break his leg and throw him out." "Mr. Loren, some guy proposed to Wilmett!" Hearing that, he hurried back home and saw his little woman fiddling with a ring. He pressed her down against the sofa, his hot breath blowing over her ears, "Honey, let's make some more babies."
From morning's first light, the city began its bustling.
At the end of the alley, a strange person was running to a remote neighborhood. It was hot, but she wrapped herself in a cap, a mask, and a scarf, as well as a black coat and sunglasses. It was hard to tell if this person was a man or a woman in such an outfit.
However, judging from the size of the shoes, that should be a woman.
As she walked quickly, she would look behind her from time to time. She seemed unnerved as if she had done something wrong.
It was strange to wear so much in hot weather, so it attracted the attention of many passers-by. To them, it might be someone who committed a crime, maybe a murderer!
She was sweating profusely, and her hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to her forehead. She was gasping for breath. She was holding a folder in her hands. She wanted to reach her destination as soon as possible. Otherwise, she would get a heat stroke!
In the Soper Group.
"Find it out! Find it out even if you have to turn this place upside down!"
Timothy Soper banged on the desk. It was powerful enough to make the water vibrate. The veins on his forehead could be seen clearly when he snapped.
The secretary, who had been standing in front of the table with her head lowered, did not have the nerve to look him in the eye. Apparently, she was shocked by him. She said yes in a broken voice and left.
Timothy took a deep breath. He could feel nothing but anger by then. Now that he was gradually recovered, he found his swollen palm and felt the pain.
There would be an important business meeting today. Before Timothy arrived at the company, he called his secretary, Laura Ward, to get the papers ready. However, after a few minutes, Laura called again and told him that the classified tender was gone!
The tender was the efforts of several companies after days and nights, and the main topic of today's meeting. Timothy was the one to keep it.
But now it was gone!
The others would think that Timothy wanted to take it as his own by saying the papers were missing.
By the time Timothy arrived at the company, several leaders had arrived. They were told the news and showed their understanding. But in fact, they didn't believe it at all.
Timothy did not know what they would think of him, but the documents got lost in his company, and he should take the blame. This was undeniable, and Timothy had nothing to say for himself.
A man stood up, glanced at everyone present, and said, "Mr. Soper, with the papers lost, I think there is no need for this meeting. That's all for now."
He said what was in the others' hearts. After all, the Soper Group was the industry leader. Even if they were angry about it, they had to hide it down.
"This is the last thing we want to see. On behalf of my company, I apologize to you all, and I will make up for this."
There was no expression on Timothy's face, and something cold moved in his eyes. No one noticed that Timothy clenched his fist against the table. One could believe that the table would fall apart if it weren't made of real wood.
When the other people heard what the man said, they nodded their approval. But they didn't believe a word Timothy said. They soon left.
Timothy was now the only one in the big meeting room. He looked a little sad. He could do the tender again, but what about his reputation and dignity?
Timothy had never been more awkward than now! He lost his respect and reputation, and there was a great chance that his company would be affected too.
...
After shutting the door, Dorcas Tame panted as she took off her heavy outfit and paced on the floor in an old-fashioned room, longing for some cool air.
Her clothes had been soaked in sweat. And she was still perspiring heavily after a big mission as if she just came out of the sauna.
She checked the files in the folder to make sure she got what she needed. After all, she had taken a great risk to get it. Then Dorcas sneered and threw the folder on the bed. She walked into the bathroom for a shower.
However, on the other side...
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."