As the son-in-law of a middle-class family, Alexander Reynolds lived a life no different from that of a servant. His wife's family despised him and forbade his daughter from calling him "dad." They humiliated and demeaned him daily, with only his wife standing by his side, providing him with emotional support. When his daughter fell seriously ill, the Marshall family pressured him to divorce Eleanor Marshall, hurling insults and declaring him unworthy of his beautiful wife and precious daughter. Little did they know that Alexander was the heir to the powerful Reynolds family. If his mother hadn't taken him away years ago, he wouldn't have ended up in such an impoverished state. Alexander made up his mind. He would claim his inheritance. Once he accepted this power, no one would be able to stand in his way!
"Idiot, useless! You can't even manage to watch over a car properly, letting someone scratch Young Master Roberts' car like this!"
"Absolutely useless, I shouldn't have hired you! Stupid, useless!"
In front of Ava Beautiful Spa stood a fat man in a suit, relentlessly berating a young man in his early twenties. The young man, named Alexander Reynolds, was working as a guard and car attendant at the spa because he couldn't find any other job.
Earlier, another car had accidentally scratched Peyton Roberts' car, a young master from the city's elite family, when its door was opened. It wasn't Alexander's fault, but as the guard, he bore the brunt of the excessive criticism.
"Half of your month's salary will be deducted!"
"But I only earn $3000 a month, if you deduct half then..."
"No more talking, or do you want to pay for the scratch on Young Master Roberts' car? Even if you sold your miserable life, it wouldn't be enough to cover it!"
Alexander remained silent. He couldn't afford to pay, but losing half a month's salary was too much.
He wasn't always this poor. If it weren't for the day his mother took him away from the Reynolds family-the top aristocratic family in the region-he wouldn't be struggling like this.
For years, he endured all this humiliation for the sake of his wife and daughter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the insults from others.
"Yes, someone like you is truly shameless. Poor and daring to aim high, dreaming of marrying Miss Marshall. Everyone knows what disgraceful means you used to get her into bed, forcing her to marry you." Peyton Roberts added, pointing directly at Alexander, almost wanting to slap him.
But Alexander could only endure it. This familiar situation had been occurring for the past few years since he married Eleanor Marshall. He became famous for being useless and incompetent, constantly despised and humiliated. They believed he was unworthy of Eleanor, and he couldn't argue back.
Finally, after Peyton and the manager left, Alexander was left alone with his parking duty. He hung his head, filled with humiliation, anger, and an overwhelming sense of endurance that couldn't be expressed.
A few minutes later, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared beside Alexander's feet. Looking up, he saw an elderly man sincerely looking at him, saying:
"Young Master, it's been four years, you should return. Dragon Master has instructed me to bring you back to Dragon Sect."
"Dragon Sect is now in turmoil, Dragon Master is critically ill, and Elder Young Master is in a coma. Only you can lead Dragon Sect."
Outside Ava Beautiful Spa, a Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked, with an old man standing by the door, speaking to Alexander with a pleading face.
The old man was dressed in a formal suit, wearing a black hat and holding a gold and black cane.
"It's been four years, thank you for still remembering me."
Alexander's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes calm, devoid of any illusions about Dragon Sect.
"Back then, my father listened to that woman's words and ruthlessly expelled my mother and me from Dragon Sect, like I was an illegitimate child, a bastard as they said! For all these years, did he ever care about my mother's and my well-being?"
"Now, he wants me to return, so I should go back? Am I, Alexander Reynolds, a dog of Dragon Sect? Summoned to come, chased to go?"
"I am married now, I don't need anyone's pity, especially from Dragon Sect! Leave, don't bother me anymore!"
Alexander said coldly, striding back into the spa, leaving the old man sighing repeatedly at the door.
Dragon Sect, the world's largest mysterious organization, held the most top-notch resources in medicine and minerals, possessing the richest fortunes!
Power beyond measure!
No one dared to provoke them, the oldest hereditary family!
Within Dragon Sect, the master was Dragon Master, under him were the 8 great Dragon Kings, each reigning supreme, wielding immense wealth and power!
And the masters of martial arts, extraordinary kung fu experts from around the world, were all disciples of Dragon Sect, all obeying Dragon Master!
Alexander pushed the door open, and the spa employees looked at him with strange eyes.
Alexander had been working here for four years, entirely a lowly figure.
Now, he was seen talking to someone who arrived in a Rolls-Royce, truly unbelievable...
As Alexander took a few steps, his phone rang in his pocket.
Looking at the caller ID, it was his wife, Eleanor Marshall.
"Hello, honey, what's up?" Alexander smiled as he answered.
Eleanor was a well-known beauty in Golden Harbor, one of the four great goddesses of the city.
However, people now mocked her for marrying a worthless man!
"Alexander! Come to the city hospital quickly! Something's happened to Mary!"
Eleanor's voice was urgent on the other end.
"Got it! I'm on my way!"
Without hesitation, Alexander told his manager and quickly ran out, hopping on his electric scooter, rushing to the hospital.
The Marshall family was a second-tier aristocratic family in Golden Harbor. Four years ago, Alexander met Eleanor by chance and became the live-in son-in-law of the Marshall family.
Their wedding had shocked Golden Harbor because it was the most impoverished and disgraceful wedding in the city's aristocratic history.
Alexander was poor with no background.
The Marshall family became a laughingstock among the elite of Golden Harbor.
For four years, Alexander lived cautiously in the Marshall family, enduring ridicule and harsh treatment.
Being a live-in son-in-law meant accepting such a role.
Moreover, Alexander needed the Marshall family's help because his mother required money for medical treatment.
At the hospital entrance, Eleanor had been waiting anxiously, looking both angry and worried.
When she saw Alexander arrive, her face turned cold, and she walked over, raising her hand.
Slap!
The crisp sound of a slap echoed at the hospital entrance, attracting the attention of passersby.
"Why did you take so long!"
Eleanor's eyes sparkled with tears, filled with fury.
Alexander was stunned, looking at his wife anxiously and asking: "Wif... Eleanor, what happened? How is Mary?"
Eleanor let her tears flow, burying her head in Alexander's chest, sobbing: "Mary... Mary has leukemia."
At this moment, the man who had lived a humble life for four years, the man who had made himself and the Marshall family a laughingstock in Golden Harbor, had become Eleanor's only support.
Thud!
Hearing this, Alexander's face froze, his pupils constricted, and he asked with trembling lips: "Leukemia? How can it be?"
Mary, of course, was the daughter of Alexander and Eleanor, just three years old.
In the hospital room, the Marshall family members were gathered around.
Mr. Marshall sat at the head of the bed, beside the adorable and lively little girl on the hospital bed, his eyes full of loving expressions.
Surrounded by the descendants of the Marshall family.
At this moment, seeing Alexander and Eleanor enter, a scolding voice exploded in the hospital room!
"Alexander! How dare this useless man show his face here, get out!"
Mother-in-law Valeria Jones, full of hatred, folded her arms and cursed!
This useless son-in-law was an embarrassment everywhere!
"Haha, I wondered who it was, turns out it's Alexander, what are you doing here, you good-for-nothing?"
From the side came a mocking voice, spoken by Tommy Marshall, the son of the eldest son of the Marshall family.
He had always disliked Alexander, a worthless person, and wondered how he could become the son-in-law of the Marshall family.
Moreover, because of him, the Marshall family had lost all face in Golden Harbor!
"Yes, what's a loser like him doing here?"
"Haiz, after all, he is Mary's father, it's right for him to visit."
"Shut up! Lower your voice, don't you see Mr. Marshall is here? Don't forget, in front or behind, Mary can only call him uncle."
At this point, everyone in the Marshall family room gave a cold laugh.
A man like Alexander, it was truly enough, he couldn't even acknowledge his daughter.
What a base person!
After her second resurrection, Savannah Lewis no longer naively clung to the male lead, a man who had caused her immense suffering. She constantly sought ways to avoid him, a man who had inflicted pain on her in two lifetimes. But no matter how she tried to escape, she couldn't evade the domineering male lead, who persistently sought her out, followed her, and never left her side. He authoritatively called her name: "Aunt..." Indeed, in this life, she had become the sugar baby of the male lead's uncle, and he had to address her as 'aunt'. "My good nephew," Savannah smirked inwardly, knowing that now the male lead could no longer torment her life. But why... is the male lead's uncle even more domineering than the male lead himself!!!!
Jonathan Wang was a young man from distant lands who ventured to the city of San Francisco to forge his own destiny. After years of ceaseless toil and dedication, he successfully established a business empire valued in the multi-millions of dollars. Following his triumphant rise, he united in matrimony with one Orla William. Before long, however, his brother-in-law, Harding William, conspired to enact a most unsavory plot involving Adela Kyle - the youngest heiress of a wealthy family. Yet, rather than act upon his own malevolent intentions, he administered an aphrodisiac, leading Jonathan to share the bed with Adela unwittingly. Consequently, Jonathan was wrongfully sentenced to over six and a half years of incarceration on charges of rape. Upon his release, he discovered a truth that cut him to the quick: his child had been sold to the Thomas family by Orla, his wife, who harbored intentions of betrothing another man. This time, emerging from the cold confines of the prison, Jonathan returned with an unshakeable resolve to reclaim what was his and bring the William family to heel, along with the Thomas family, and indeed any house that dared oppose him. For he was now the reigning lord of Top-Sky House: the most formidable alliance in all spheres of commerce, military, and healthcare. He stood unchallenged at the helm, a titan fearing no one!
Anthea Nicholas was known as an audacious woman who stole her elder sister's husband, Raymond Dennis. His resentment toward her was not too profound, for he was a seasoned player. But his pride was trodden underfoot when he discovered that she had not virgin pure before their marriage. He loathed her, and he demeaned her. Every day, Raymond would submit a divorce request, while Anthea, inextricably tied to the family business, couldn’t decide to divorce. Choosing the right person to marry is correct, but marrying someone who doesn't love you is a mistake. This marriage deeply hurt Anthea, and she decided to step back. "Recognize your mistake and correct it. Let's get a divorce!" Anthea said to Raymond, a husband who had never loved her. After all, they were only hurting each other. By setting him free, she was also liberating herself! But after the divorce, she found out she was carrying his child… A broken marriage, the return of an old love, everything was in the past…
Benjamin Arnold was a recently discharged soldier with no job or stable life. However, one day, a man named Bahjat Taylor appeared and insisted that Benjamin marry his daughter, Isabella. Without money and his sister gravely ill, requiring costly medical treatment and surgery, Benjamin had no choice but to agree to a marriage of convenience with Isabella. Unbeknownst to Benjamin, Bahjat's motivation for arranging the marriage was discovering a yin-yang koi fish tattoo on Benjamin's left chest. This tattoo contained immense supernatural powers capable of transforming the universe and even granting immortality. Therefore, Bahjat arranged the marriage for his daughter to manipulate Benjamin easily. As for Benjamin, after becoming a son-in-law to the Taylor family, he was constantly belittled and humiliated by his mother-in-law and sister-in-law. His wife would always yell at him, act irrationally, and even openly date other men in front of him. Benjamin's life continued to spiral with one misfortune after another. His father passed away, his sister's illness worsened, and more mysteries unfolded, revealing the truth behind his identity. Would Benjamin be able to rise from these depths of despair? Where would the tattoo on his chest lead him? Benjamin Arnold, the hidden heir of the dragon lineage, is emerging from the void and awakening his true power!
Since the first time met Wolfgang, Emily had fallen in love with him. He treated her well and was handsome and gentle, making her infatuated with him. However, he was both intimate and distant, sometimes being very friendly towards her but other times being cold and distant. But Emily wouldn't give up, she loved him and was determined to flirt with him until she won him over. Then one day, on a full moon... she saw him transform into a... werewolf! Her destined love, Wolfgang, was a werewolf! What was Emily to do?
She wanted to save her purity for the man she loved for five years but mistakenly gave it to the wrong person, and even became pregnant with his child. The engagement was called off, and she disappeared for five years. When Flora returned, she had decided on a fresh start. But unexpectedly, she encountered that man again-Matthew Charles, the father of her two children and now her boss. Even more surprising, Matthew turned out to be the best friend of Patrick Jones-her former fiancé, who had been searching for her for the past five years. When the three of them met, it felt like everything was just beginning...
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
"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.
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
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.