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Angeline is a hard worker, she was recently fired from her job because of slander by her colleagues. Angeline, who has to be the backbone of her family, tries to find any job that can generate income. Until finally he met Bryan who offered him a job with a very high pay. Bryan is a president of a well-known company. As the last descendant, he is required to get married soon so he can continue his lineage. Having an arranged marriage with an acquaintance of his stepmother, Bryan is reluctant to do so because he knows the intentions behind his stepmother's attitude. Bryan also met with Angeline and offered a job to rent out her womb and give birth to offspring. Is Angeline willing to rent out her womb and bear Bryan's child? Will the seeds of love grow between the two and make their marriage a legal marriage?
The footsteps of a man echoed as he entered a seven-star restaurant. It was a luxurious establishment with service fit for a palace. The handsome man, nearing his fortieth birthday, captured the attention of the patrons inside.
His well-built physique boasted perfect proportions. A chiseled nose, thin lips with a hint of fine stubble gracing his chin and neck, adding to the masculinity he exuded. Neatly groomed black hair framed his face as Bryan took his seat at a table reserved in advance.
"You're late."
A voice came from a woman not much older than him. She was his stepmother, Jennifer Rose, only five years his senior. She had recently acquired the title of widow due to the passing of her husband, Bryan's father, just a week ago. Right beside her sat a young woman who had been staring at Bryan without blinking since his arrival.
"I've been busy, you know? Managing the company Papa left behind is quite exhausting," Bryan replied with a hint of sarcasm. It was evident that he didn't like his stepmother, who had been married to his father for five years.
Mrs. Rose narrowed her eyes in frustration. She didn't like Bryan much either, but their statuses forced her to suppress her anger.
"You know, you're not getting any younger. And it's highly unlikely that I'll be able to give you a sibling. Especially since your father's passing has left me feeling so lonely," Mrs. Rose said, her tone feigned sweetness.
Bryan curled his lips, well aware that his stepmother's words were nothing more than deliberate falsehoods.
"And I have absolutely no desire for a sibling from you."
"You always act so rudely towards me."
"Should I do otherwise?"
Mrs. Rose held her breath once more, knowing it wasn't the right time to confront her stepson. She widened her smile and turned her gaze toward the girl beside her.
"Allow me to introduce you to Lucy Mariel. She holds a master's degree in law from London and is currently building her own law firm."
"Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Lucy, and I... have liked you since the first time we met," Lucy said unabashedly.
"What... have we met before?" Bryan asked, puzzled.
"Yes, at the fiftieth anniversary celebration of your company. We even had a brief conversation," Lucy replied, blushing slightly.
"Ah, I see. And then?"
"I plan to arrange your engagement-oh, no, I mean, to host an engagement party for both of you and then a grand wedding celebration, of course."
"What?"
"You know, Bryan, we never know how long we'll live, do we? That's why you need to continue your father's lineage. I can't give you a sibling, so why don't you give me a grandchild? Even though I'm too young to be a grandmother, I'll make sure to be a loving one for your child," Mrs. Rose spoke with a triumphant smile.
Mrs. Rose knew that Bryan couldn't refuse the engagement she was proposing. Bryan had no reason to refuse, as he didn't have a girlfriend, and there were many rumors circulating that he had no interest in women at all.
Thus, this presented a significant opportunity for her to secure the heir Bryan would produce. The child of a girl who was actually related to Mrs. Rose. She made sure that all of her husband's wealth would fall into her hands. Bryan remained silent, sipping the wine already set on the table. Without a word, the night continued peacefully, with Mrs. Rose claiming victory.
A woman with long hair rushed in with all her might. Worn-out sneakers encased her small feet. In her flight, Angeline kept checking the time on her wrist and continued running into the bustling shopping center.
One of her hands held a paper bag containing an expensive dress she had obtained from a renowned boutique. Angeline paid no attention to the onlookers who were disturbed by her disheveled appearance and refusal to yield.
Her face was covered in sweat, but Angeline showed no sign of stopping. Until she saw a group of people waiting anxiously near a performance area. Angeline summoned her remaining strength and approached them.
"Why did you take so long? Don't you know the event is starting in a few minutes?" scolded the woman who had hired Angeline to retrieve her dress just ten minutes before the event was set to begin.
"I... ran as fast as I could. If you had asked me to get your dress five minutes earlier, I might have arrived sooner," Angeline replied, her breath still heavy.
"I don't care! I've already paid using an e-wallet," she said, and entered without a word of thanks.
Angeline checked her phone and smiled as she saw that the payment had been received. She walked wearily to a bench not far from where she was standing. She took out a bottle of mineral water and drank it all in one gulp.
Angeline observed the people around her, all dressed in beautiful gowns and elaborate makeup. Banners announcing a fan meeting of a Korean boy band were displayed in various places.
"Why do... they all look the same?" Angeline asked, completely unfamiliar with the entertainment world due to her busy work schedule since her school days.
It had been three months since Angeline took odd jobs after being fired from her previous workplace. A coworker had falsely accused Angeline, leading to her dismissal without severance pay from her boss. This forced Angeline, who was the breadwinner of her family, to work day and night to meet her family's needs and pay for her mother's kidney failure treatments, which required dialysis once a week.
In addition, she had a younger sibling still in high school. Angeline was willing to do any job that could provide a decent income. She had even worked as a clown for a whole day at a carnival.
Angeline's phone rang, and she looked at it, seeing an incoming order.
"A replacement driver?" Angeline murmured as she got up from her seat. Not long after, she arrived at the parking lot of the luxurious restaurant. A chauffeur approached Angeline, looking visibly pale.
"I have to leave, and I can't take my employer with me. Can you drop them off at home?" the chauffeur asked.
"Of course, I have a driver's license."
"Alright, I've already paid you upfront. So, make sure to get them home safely."
After waiting in the car for an hour, a man approached and knocked on the car window. Angeline promptly got out and opened the back door.
"Who are you?" Bryan, who turned out to be the employer of the chauffeur that Angeline was replacing, asked.
"Hello, I'm the replacement driver who will take you home. Please get in," Angeline said weakly.
Bryan gave her an unfriendly look, especially since Angeline's pale appearance made him hesitate.
"I'll drive myself. Just go," Bryan ordered and closed the door that Angeline had opened.
Angeline was surprised and remained silent, not moving an inch.
Evelyn, a talented young designer, is trapped in her dreams hampered by limited capital. In the middle of a prestigious design exhibition in New York, fate brings her together with Alexander, a cool and ambitious young billionaire. Alexander's offer to help paves Evelyn's way into the fashion world. Doubts mixed with curiosity enveloped Evelyn. Behind Alexander's success, there is a humorous and loving side that melts her heart. Their love blossomed amidst differences in status and ambition. However, obstacles cannot be avoided. Jealousy and envy threaten their happiness. Can Evelyn and Alexander's love withstand the storm? Image: Evelyn: A talented and passionate young graphic designer. Evelyn has big dreams of building her own fashion brand, but is hampered by limited capital. Alexander: A successful and handsome young billionaire. Alexander is known for his cold and perfectionist nature. He owns a leading technology company in New York. Olivia: Evelyn's best friend who always supports her to realize her dreams. Olivia works as a journalist at a well-known fashion magazine.
Angeline and Bryan, a couple blessed with a newborn baby named Jason, face a heartbreaking reality when their child is diagnosed with a rare disease. Their dream of building a happy family is tested amid panic and fear. Bryan, the father, works tirelessly to find a cure for Jason. He consults numerous doctors and medical experts, but no one can provide a definitive answer. Their hopes dwindle further when they learn that the only treatment for Jason's illness is a costly medication available in just one European country-far beyond their financial means. In the midst of despair, Angeline, the mother, refuses to give up. She is willing to sell all her jewelry and personal assets, while Bryan sacrifices part of his company's shares. But even their combined efforts fall short. How will Angeline and Bryan navigate this trial-filled journey? Will Jason's life be saved?
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.
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!
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."