Judith Pate was driven out of the Pate family at fourteen years old and was sold to an illegal factory by her beloved brother. At that time, she thought she was dead. But she met a soldier who saved her. Therefore, she wanted to be alive and find this man. Four years later, she came back home as the most famous designer. For her, she had come from "hell", so there was nothing to fear and nothing to want. All she wanted to do were to revenge and find that soldier who had saved her.
At the end of June, a sudden rainstorm flooded the entire Cloud Sea City.
At the riverside on a rainy night, a car stopped in front of an inconspicuous cargo ship.
A man in a black raincoat got off, dragged a bloody girl out of the trunk, and threw her on the ground.
"Goods for you."
Tired of the waiting, the boatman found her half-dead and swore, "Damn, are you kidding me? How am I supposed to sell such a dying thing?"
"Judith Pate is no low-class goods that you can only sell her blood and kidneys."
The man pulled her hair, revealing her immature yet delicate face.
"Given her appearance and your connections, you can make a fortune by selling her to a noble family or at least, a brothel. This is a lucrative deal."
The boatman hadn't expected such fine goods, and a glint flashed across his eyes.
"Judith is the young lady of the Pate family. If people found out, we might spill the beans and give you away..."
The man sneered and tossed over a suitcase, "Here is 500,000 yuan in cash as your hush money. I don't care how you deal with her but will not see you again!"
"Loud and clear!"
Judith heard everything, struggled to open her eyes, and questioned the man with sobs, "Brother, why... why are you doing this to me..."
Not in her wildest dreams had she expected such a conspiracy on her 14th birthday party.
Her brother cut her tendons while her father and a strange woman just looked on.
"Why?"
All of a sudden, a gentle voice penetrated the rain and reached Judith's ears coldly.
"Because I'm the real lady of the Pate family!"
The comer was surprisingly her only friend, and the agony of betrayal made her squawk, "What do you mean?"
"My daddy and mommy are childhood sweethearts. If it were not for the wealth and power of the Pate family, how would he swallow his pride and live with a woman he didn't love for so many years, not to mention letting her bear his seed? That thing was ditched at her birth, and you're nothing but an impostor picked up from an orphanage!"
"I don't believe you!"
Judith couldn't help but scream, but Michele Pate laughed.
"So what? The patriarch of the Pate family has perished from hunger in his sickbed while that bitch has been killed by a beggar my mommy found. That little bastard should be long gone, and your end is also near! Your family is doomed, the Pate family now belongs to us, and you're no part of it!"
"Ingrates!" Judith snarled in disbelief and pain.
"These are originally ours!"
Michele grabbed an antique necklace around her neck and snapped, "You take it as a treasure ever since your childhood, but only I deserve it! Everything you own belongs to me! Ha ha..."
When Michele just exerted strength, Judith abruptly bit her hand.
Quick in reaction, Tim Pate kicked at Judith, but she borrowed the force and bit off Michele's finger.
"Ah! My hand!"
Michele screamed in pain. Tim paled and kicked at her fiercely.
If the boatman didn't intervene, Judith might have been killed on the spot.
As the dying Judith was dragged to the boat, she resentfully pawed at the ground, leaving a long bloodstain.
She glared at them with bloodshot eyes and cursed bitterly.
"You whitewash your greed and immorality like this. You'll pay! As long as I'm still alive, I'll fight it out with you!"
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.
"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."
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"