For the sake of her mother's will, Iris James had to find a temporary blind date and got married. But who would have thought that the blind date would ditch her on the day of getting the license. Okay fine. After all, She heard that the man beside her was also ditched. Why does this man look more and more familiar? Isn't it Gael Huber! Will a rich and handsome bachelor like him be ditched? Um. Wait! That's a golden opportunity, isn't that? "Mr. Huber, you want to get married, don't you? What do you think of me? Hey hey, when it's time to do it, do it! "Female, alive. You are good enough." Iris James praised herself crazily in her heart. Fortunately, she did it quickly. Gael Huber is now her man. "You can rest assured that I will be a qualified tool wife," she promised him.
"Hello, the phone number you have dialed is currently switched off..."
Iris James stood at the entrance of City Hall, making several phone calls in a row. Either she was notified that the other party had hung up on her, or she was informed that the call had disconnected.
Iris stared incredulously at her black phone screen, finally realizing that her blind date, whom she had hastily spent 15,000 dollars to find, had run away.
If I don't manage to get married before the age of 25, the will left by Mom will not be valid.
Moreover, it will also mean the scheming scumbag and his despicable mistress, who covets the inheritance, will succeed.
Iris stood on the steps, pondering whether or not to find someone else at the last minute when a black business van slowly pulled up in front of her.
After the car door opened, the man in the back seat got out and walked toward her, tall and imposing.
Iris could not help but be captivated by the sight.
"Mr. Huber, Ms. Kane, she... She's not coming anymore," said a person who looked like an assistant, following him closely while holding the phone after its call was recently ended.
Upon hearing the sound, Gael Huber's long leg, which was about to step onto the stairs, paused slightly. It seemed that he was not surprised. As he looked up, his gaze met with Iris, who was sizing him up. Iris shuddered and immediately turned her face away, but she could not shake the feeling that she had seen this man somewhere before.
Gael did not pay any attention to Iris' presence. After all, Iris had a very ordinary appearance.
He turned his head and said coldly to his assistant, "Go, find a woman and bring her over here."
Joe Snyder paused, uncertainly asking, "So, Mr. Huber... What kind of woman are you looking for?"
Gael frowned. That day, Emerson Huber needed to undergo surgery. However, just half an hour ago, Emerson suddenly made a request. He would refuse to enter the operating room if he couldn't witness Gael get married.
With that stubborn and unyielding temperament, it was useless no matter who tried to persuade him.
Samantha Kane was initially brought in to deal with Emerson.
Gael cast a cold, sidelong glance and stopped before the City Hall entrance.
He had no expectations for marriage itself. For him, it was merely a piece of paper used in dealing with Emerson.
"Female, alive."
Upon hearing this, Joe furrowed his brows in frustration. However, he still obediently went to carry out the task.
Meanwhile, upon hearing the conversation, Iris couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. She turned to look closer at the man's cold yet strikingly handsome face.
Suddenly, she remembered.
This man is Gael Huber!
Gael was a regular on the front page of financial magazines, a man who could turn Pittsburgh upside down with just a stamp of his foot.
Is he here to get a marriage certificate too?
However, from what she had just heard, it sounded like he was stood up by someone.
It was groundbreaking news.
At just 30 years old, Gael was already the CEO of Huber Group. With five major listed subsidiaries under its banner, the group was a leader in domestic and international fields such as scientific research, fashion, medical, construction, and retail.
The famously wealthy and handsome bachelor, the dream lover of 99% of women worldwide, was now actually planning to marry just any woman. It was a waste of a perfect catch!
Huh? Wait a moment.
She would be the perfect candidate for it.
She was a woman, alive and well.
In accordance with Gael's recent request, she was also eager to get married.
Gael was no ordinary person. With his support, her father, Jakobe Lam, would probably obediently hand over his control over James Group.
Taking advantage of Gael not leaving yet, Iris immediately caught up and stood before him, confidently holding her household registry in front of her chest.
"Mr. Huber, you're planning to get married, right? What do you think of me?"
Gael's eyebrows furrowed in displeasure because a random woman suddenly blocked his way. However, his six feet three inches tall frame loomed over Iris like a wall after he heard her words. He scrutinized her and asked, "Are you of age?"
His gaze was cold, and the pressure emanating from his words was intense. Iris felt a tingling sensation in her heart, and briefly, she wanted to back down.
Just by thinking that the people around her were fierce and cruel, she didn't find it too frightening. Facing Gael's gaze, she said, "I'm an adult now, and in a few days, I'll be 25."
Although Iris had a well-developed figure in every aspect, she was often mistaken for a minor due to her baby face.
As she spoke, she flipped through the household registration in her hand to the page with her information.
Gael glanced briefly before looking back down at the luxury watch on his wrist.
There was still an hour left before Emerson's surgery.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
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."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
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."