Her fiance married the top debutante while the White family was framed into bankruptcy. She was even pushed into a desperate situation by the media. In despair, she found Leon, who was from the Stewart family, which was said to be the inheritance of the thousand-year-old rich family of the Stewart in North and Williams in South, controlling all the lifelines of the entire US. "Leon, if I want to marry you, do you dare to marry me?" After a while, as her courage and enthusiasm faded little by little, he revealed a sparkling and intoxicating gaze. "We are now going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get marriage certificate. Believe me, Mrs. Stewart in the future, your Mr. Stewart will never let you down." After their marriage, while she worked hard to be Mrs. Stewart, she also became mature with abandon because of a jerk. His care and indulgence always warmed her heart. "Mr. Stewart, why are you so kind to me?" "You are my wife, it's my duty to be nice to you."
At Emgrand Bar.
Here was the residence of the wealthy and powerful in New York, located on Golden Street where every inch of land was extremely precious.
At this moment, Shirley stood at the corner of the corridor on the second floor of Emgrand, staring at the powerful figures in the banquet hall on the first floor with a faint sense of self-mockery on her mouth.
The entire banquet hall covered a vast area which could accommodate thousands of people, with melodious and elegant music gently ringing.
From time to time, there was a lively sound at the entrance of Emgrand. In the doorway of the crowd cheers, the top-list celebrities and the rich and noble guests entered one by one.
High in the air, the rotating flashlights kept on shining, while the cheering and excited voices kept coming one after another.
Shirley stared at everything with indifference until she saw a person walking into the venue.
Dressing in a black brown suit with his handsome and tall figure, he had exquisite facial features in his late twenties.
Under the delicate light from high above, his skin was as touching as snow, with his delicate eyebrows and eyes emitted a soft glow.
Every move and gesture of him exuded the elegance and luxury of the son of a noble family.
From the moment he entered, everyone's gaze fell on him in spite of themselves. He was warm and dazzling like sunlight.
At this moment, his female companion beside him was also bright and delicate, dressed in a bright red evening gown, graceful and touching.
"It's Mr. Scott and Miss Morris."
With shouts of surprise, everyone came back to their senses from their astonishment and began to greet them. While toasting, the two were surrounded with admiration and congratulations.
Shirley took a deep breath since the person she was waiting for finally arrived.
Originally, everyone on the first floor was chatting and toasting with each other before the banquet began, but a crisp voice rang out. The door at the second floor staircase opened, and everyone looked up.
They saw a beautiful and cool woman walking down step by step. Her skin was like jade, while her silky black hair gently pulled up, revealing her slender neck. A simple aqua blue dress set her off like a fairy in the clouds, bright and beautiful.
Someone couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Who is this?"
They didn't remember such a beautiful woman in New York.
"Shirley!"
As someone called out, everyone's expressions changed. Shirley? Was she the one from the White family?
"Shirley was the granddaughter that Grandpa White loves the most. The White family went bankrupt and was expelled from the list of rich families. How could Shirley still come to such a party since his grandfather was so close to death?" Someone looked puzzled.
"Does she want to take advantage of this occasion to seek powerful man to help the White family?"
Just as everyone was speculating, Shirley walked step by step towards Harold in high heels. As she passed the waiter, she took two glasses of wine from beside her.
"Harold, I'd like to propose a toast to you."
Shirley handed Harold a glass of wine with a decent smile on her face.
If she hadn't been able to see Harold, she wouldn't have put in such an effort to come here.
Harold's warm and moist gaze lit up with a faint and cold light. He had never seen Shirley dressed in such a noble dress.
She had never worn a dress before, so she looked really ordinary and casual. Perhaps she was even hard to be noticed in the crowd, but everything was not as powerful as today's impact. It turned out that she was so noble and beautiful.
Cora next to him glanced at Harold who was a bit distracted. She shook his arm with her hand in a gentle manner and said, "Harold?"
Harold regained his composure and glanced at Cora with his soft eyes that mixed a hint of comfort. Then he looked faintly at Shirley and took the wine from her hand.
Then Cora took a few steps back in silence, leaving personal space for Harold.
Shirley leaned forward slightly while drinking wine and said in a soft tone, "Harold, if you don't want others to know you broke off our marriage, lend me six hundred thousand dollars."
Yes, because of six hundred thousand dollars for grandpa's surgery and after what happened to the White family that she understood what the fickleness of the world meant. If it weren't for her helplessness, she wouldn't have come to see Harold.
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
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.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!
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."