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When Bella unexpectedly became pregnant, her boyfriend's first love happened to return to the country. The two grew close again, leaving Bella as the laughingstock of the industry. Everyone said that Megan, the fake heiress of The Hunter family, was exceptionally talented, like the bright moon in the sky, while the real heiress, Bella, was worthless-nothing more than dirt beneath their feet. What they didn't know was that the mastermind behind The Hunter family's powerful empire was Bella. The reason why The Hunter family members became renowned fashion designers, famous directors, celebrated singers, and popular idols was all because of Bella. Yet, when Bella was betrayed during her pregnancy, they forced her to marry a completely paralyzed man in exchange for benefits. Later, when Bella's true identity was revealed, The Hunter family regretted everything. Her ex-boyfriend even came to her in tears. "I know I was wrong. Please forgive me, for the sake of the child, okay?" At that moment, a cold voice rang out. "My child has nothing to do with you." Eugene, the powerful and ruthless head of The Scott family, a man who made countless socialites swoon, walked over and wrapped his arm around Bella's waist, his tone intimate. "Bella, let's go home."
"Miss Hunter, you're pregnant."
Bella widened her eyes in disbelief and stared at the doctor. "How is that possible?"
She had never been intimate with a man. Even after dating her boyfriend for three years, the most they had done was hold hands. How could she be pregnant?
"Doctor, could there be a mistake?"
The doctor handed her the test results. "The results are accurate. The baby is already one month old. Come back for a follow-up next Wednesday."
Holding the test report, Bella walked downstairs in a daze, feeling as if she were in a dream.
It wasn't until her phone rang that she snapped back to reality.
"Bella, Brother Giselle's birthday party is about to start. Why aren't you here yet?"
Hearing her boyfriend's name, she suddenly remembered something.
A little over a month ago, she had attended a business banquet with Giselle. The event ended late, and she had drunk quite a bit. That night, she had stayed in a hotel.
It was Giselle who took her to her room. She had been drunk and had little memory of that night.
Could it have happened then? Had they crossed the line that night?
With this possibility in mind, Bella couldn't wait to find him and ask for the truth.
The First Class Club was located in a prime commercial district. When Bella pushed open the private room's door, the people inside were laughing and cheering.
She froze.
Giselle stood in the center of the room with a girl, the two of them surrounded by their friends. Their actions were intimate and ambiguous.
The girl was holding Giselle's arm, a little cream on her face, making her look even more charming under the warm yellow lights.
Bella frowned slightly.
The girl's name was Julia. She and Giselle had been childhood sweethearts. Four years ago, she had gone abroad to chase her dreams and true love.
The room was lively, and someone suddenly spoke.
"Brother Giselle, now that Julia is back, what about Bella?"
"Hah! What's Bella's status? If she weren't clinging to him, would Brother Giselle even look at her?"
At these words, all eyes turned to Giselle.
The man was handsome, leaning lazily against the sofa, his fingers gripping a wine glass with effortless elegance.
He replied casually, "She's just a friend. I never took her seriously."
Bella felt as if she had been plunged into ice.
So this was how he saw her?
She had given her whole heart to someone who, in the eyes of others, saw her as nothing but a clingy burden.
The man who had once whispered sweet words to her had never truly considered her his girlfriend.
Bella's heart clenched painfully.
She stumbled back a step and accidentally bumped into the door, making a small sound.
At once, all eyes in the room turned to her.
Seeing who it was, Giselle's gaze flickered for a brief moment.
Bella stood at the doorway, her face pale.
She met Giselle's eyes, but there was no fluctuation in his deep gaze-not even the slightest trace of guilt or regret.
Her fingers clenched tightly. She asked in a trembling voice, "What you just said... is it true?"
Giselle chuckled at her stunned expression. "What else would it be?"
The people around them exchanged glances and laughed mockingly.
"She really thought just because she followed Brother Giselle around every day, she was his girlfriend?"
"People should know their place. Families like ours care about status and background..."
"But don't be discouraged, Miss Hunter. With your looks, plenty of men would be happy to play with you."
The unscrupulous laughter around her cut through Bella like knives, making her entire body tremble with anger.
She stared at Giselle's indifferent smile, her eyes burning with unshed tears.
Clenching her teeth, she dug her nails into her palms, using the pain to steady herself.
Three years of memories flashed through her mind like a slideshow.
After a brief moment of silence, she picked up a wine glass from the table and threw it at him.
Scarlet liquid splashed over Giselle's head, dripping down his handsome face. His smile disappeared instantly, replaced by fury. The room fell into dead silence.
"Ah!" Julia shrieked. "Bella, are you crazy?"
Bella threw the glass to the floor, making everyone jump.
"Giselle, from this moment on, we are finished. We have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Though this scene caught her off guard, some things had to be cut off without hesitation.
With those words, she turned and left without a second thought.
Bang!
The loud sound of the door slamming shut left the room in eerie silence.
Giselle stared at the door in disbelief.
Bella... how dare she?
Someone nervously broke the silence.
"That woman is terrifying when she's jealous..."
"I guarantee she'll come crawling back in a few days. Everyone knows she's obsessed with Brother Giselle."
"Yeah, Brother Giselle, don't go soft when she comes begging you."
Giselle's expression darkened but softened slightly at their words.
Right. Bella liked him so much-what she said earlier was just out of anger.
Julia looked at him with concern. "Brother Giselle, your clothes are all stained. Do you want to change?"
Giselle brushed her hand away and suppressed the inexplicable irritation rising in his chest. "I'm fine."
Bella would definitely come back to him once she calmed down.
Outside, Bella leaned against the wall.
She had never imagined that the love she had devoted herself to would end in such a ridiculous manner.
She didn't know how much time passed.
Only when a dull ache spread in her lower abdomen did she suddenly remember-
In the chaos, she had forgotten to ask Giselle about that night.
Instinctively, she placed a hand on her abdomen, staring at the floor in a daze.
This child... came at the wrong time.
Feeling weak, Bella left the club, her thoughts a tangled mess as she made her way home.
She passed through the courtyard and pushed open the grand entrance.
The opulent crystal chandelier cast a dazzling glow on the floor, and the house was filled with laughter.
"Mom, I specially ordered this bird's nest from abroad. It's great for beauty and health. Try some."
"You're always so thoughtful, Megan."
Her mother and her sister, Megan, were chatting warmly. Her three older brothers sat nearby, looking relaxed and harmonious.
Bella glanced at them and quietly bent down to change her shoes, her heart as still as water.
Her father, Blake, noticed her. "Why are you home so late?"
At the sound of her name, Bella's mother and Megan turned to look at her, making the atmosphere slightly tense.
Her mother remained indifferent and said nothing.
Her eldest and second brothers greeted her briefly, while her fourth brother only glanced up before returning to his phone.
Bella was used to this kind of neglect. "I got held up."
Blake didn't press further. Instead, he spoke with a serious expression.
"You remember our family's marriage agreement with The Scott family, right? Both families have decided it's time to fulfill it. Given Eugene's current condition, your sister obviously can't marry him. You'll take her place."
His words struck Bella like a bolt of lightning.
"A month ago, Eugene Scott, the head of The Scott family, was in a car accident and fell into a vegetative state. The best doctors in the world couldn't wake him up... and now you want me to marry him instead of Megan?"
The gentle twilight cast a soft glow on Alexander's face. His striking features seemed sculpted by the gods. He was the same age as Sunny's dad, Lucas, and yet why was Alexander so gorgeous and young? Sunny had always believed her father Lucas was already impossibly handsome. But compared to Alexander, her dad suddenly seemed dimmed. "Uncle Alexander, what are you doing here?" Alexander replied gently, "Waiting for someone."Sunny tilted her head. "Who are you waiting for?"Alexander said softly, "Someone who may never come." There was a faint sadness in his eyes as he spoke, and something about it pierced Sunny' s heart. A wave of sorrow surged through her, tightening her throat and bringing tears. Sunny asked, "If the one is never coming back, why keep waiting?"Alexander looked at her and said seriously, "Because I promised her I would." Alexander then asked, "Sunny, have you ever fallen in love with someone?"Sunny answered,"Nope. My dad doesn't let me date early."Alexander smiled faintly."I did. I fell in love young."Sunny looked at him curiously, and Alexander added with a subtle smile,"Loving her was the happiest thing in my life. She means my world." Before turning twenty, Sunny had always been the apple of her billionaire father Lucas's eyes, until he was ruined overnight by his nemesis, trillionaire Alexander, the cold-blooded rising king of Chicago. Not only did this ruthless tycoon destroy Lucas's corporation, he even took Lucas's daughter Sunny back to his luxurious mansion...Then came an accident, and Sunny was back to the time when her father Lucas was still a teenager. She watched, stunned, as her father laughed wildly, hanging out with a group of reckless boys. And there he was, gripping Alexander by the collar, patting his cheek,"Admit it, Alexander, you lost, huh?" Everyone at school knew there were two people you couldn't mess with. Lucas, the heir to a powerful family, arrogant, fierce, born to be bad; Alexander, stunning, silent, stoic, with fists as hard as steel and bones even harder. They were sworn enemies. Lately, the school prince Lucas had a teenage girl trailing behind him, named Sunny, who looked 90% like him, always following in his footsteps. One day, Lucas, completely exasperated, shoved some cash into her hands. Lucas, "This is the last time. Stop following me. We are almost the same age. I can never be your dad!" Sunny was in tears, "Dad..." After that, Sunny really stopped following him. And Lucas found himself weirdly missing Sunny. Until he saw his archenemy Alexander pinning Sunny to the wall, asking coldly, "Do you like me?"Sunny blushed. "Y-yes... I do." Lucas gaped. His Sunny, dated with his nemesis Alexander? He was so furious he nearly exploded. Alexander smirked, "Admit it, Lucas, Sunny likes me, not you." Lucas, "..."
In San Francisco, everyone knew that the always cold and aloof daughter of The Green family had married a crippled man from a wealthy family. Three years into the marriage, she remained childless, and outsiders mocked her, saying she was still a virgin. But no one knew- For three years, she had been unable to sleep every single night. Due to a car accident, a top billionaire became disabled, and his lover left for abroad. Cathy had no choice but to marry Lucas, being his wife at night and his caretaker during the day. Until one day, there was hope for his legs to recover, and his first love returned. Cathy overheard him saying that he would definitely divorce her. Cathy fulfilled her duty and took good care of him. Since he wanted a divorce, she turned and left without hesitation. Three years of marriage? She considered them a moment of misplaced responsibility-just a good deed to make up for the past.
For the three years he was my live-in husband, there was no physical contact between us. He was like my most loyal butler, servant, and caretaker. But when he became my financial backer, we were intimate all the time, indulging in passion every night. "I've been thinking about you for a long time..." In the darkness of the night, the man kissed me recklessly. He was my live-in husband. Thus, as the precious daughter of a wealthy family, I had no choice but to let this destitute man marry into my family and become my husband. Out of resentment, I humiliated him repeatedly, mistreated him, and even resorted to physical abuse. Yet, he never got angry, always maintaining the appearance of an obedient and gentle man. But just as I was slowly falling for him, he suddenly asked me for a divorce. The once gentle and submissive man turned into a cunning and terrifying figure overnight. In an instant, my family fell into ruin, while he rose to power. The man I once trampled underfoot had transformed into my financial backer.
The Tragic Fate of Alex, the Rise of Diana The head of the top US consortium, Alex, met an untimely demise, and all his assets were transferred to Diana. The real heiress of The White Family was found after eighteen years. Yet, everyone mocked her, calling her uncultured, useless, and nothing more than a pretty vase. However, at the wedding of the century, when the wife of the young head of The Smith Family was revealed to be none other than the "vase" Diana, the socialites of New York City were left pounding their chests in disbelief-How could she deserve this?! After Alex's death, Diana not only had to face the covetous gazes of The Smith Family but also play the role of a leader among various powerful organizations. Alex's subordinates assured her, "We will handle everything; you just need to sit on the throne." But later... When Diana was in danger, she wielded a gun, stepping on her enemy with a dazzling smile, "Be good, and I'll give you a quick death." When her loved ones fell ill, the legendary medical master personally visited and admitted-she was Diana's senior disciple! The renowned racing legend willingly became Diana's personal driver, calling her "Boss" at every turn. Alex's subordinates were in utter disbelief, "Wasn't she supposed to be a weak little white flower, a soft and obedient golden canary?!" But Alex wasn't entirely dead. When his consciousness awakened, he found himself soul-bound to a plush doll-one that Diana had designed in his likeness. Now, he not only had to endure being dressed and undressed by Diana but also be at her mercy, bathed and squeezed in her hands... Watching her reveal one hidden identity after another, Alex was utterly dumbfounded. Even the woman he admired and respected the most-was her?! [Mini Theater 1] Alex, now in plush doll form, was held against Diana's soft, snowy chest as she stood before a mirror. Staring at his own ridiculously extravagant appearance, his expression cracked- "Is this really how she sees me in her heart?!" Diana's fingers teasingly unfastened his tiny clothes, one button at a time. Alex shut his eyes, his mind filled with only one thought- "I want to die." [Mini Theater 2] Diana stared at the dust-covered plush doll, frowning, "My doll is precious-I have to wash it myself." Alex's inner monologue, "Stay away from me!" After an intense round of scrubbing and kneading, his soul burned with shame, his spirit flushed red, on the verge of tears. Diana, completely satisfied, gave him a kiss-he turned even redder... They said Alex had a cleanliness obsession, high standards, and was impossible to please. But now? He felt that... maybe staying dirty wasn't so bad after all. [Mini Theater 3] Once back in his real body, Alex trapped Diana against the wall, his gaze burning as he questioned, "You took so much advantage of me, destroyed my innocence-how are you going to repay me?" Diana's eyes gleamed mischievously. "That bad, huh? How about you cry for me first?" Alex, "..."
"Rose, do you have to be this shameless?" He yanked her hair tighter, forcing her to lift her face. She stared straight into his eyes and let out a cold laugh. "Yeah, I'm shameless. But what, you think you're any better? Talking about marriage one minute and pounding into me like crazy the next. We're just a pair of filthy lovers, aren't we? So stop pretending to be so righteous!" Alexander is aloof and arrogant; she is wild and unrestrained. For revenge, she meticulously approaches him, shamelessly flirts with him, and cunningly schemes against him. She disrupts his engagement party, drives away his first love, and repeatedly steps on his bottom line. One late night, he corners her against the wall. "Rose, what other tricks do you have that I don't know about?" And just like that, she barges into his world, does whatever she pleases, and drags him down from his throne step by step until she completely devours him... Upon returning home, Rose discovers that CEO Alexander who just gave her a sky-high breakup fee is actually her half-sister's fiancé. He broke up with her because he got engaged to her half-sister. To make matters worse, Rose's biological mother had also met her tragic fate because of her stepmother. Her mind remained clear at all times. Now, her goal was no longer as simple as forcing Alexander to call off the engagement. Her desire had grown. She wanted to possess him completely-body and soul-to conquer him, to make him entirely hers. Only his powerful status and background could truly help her reclaim everything she had lost. She had always known what he wanted. She had always known how to provoke his anger, make him compromise, lure him into indulgence, make him lose himself-until he became a puppet of her.
At first sight, in order to create a bond with Angela, Frances risked his life and deliberately staged a car accident. Angela was the adopted daughter of the Moore family. On the night she was kicked out of the house, her fiancé was already on the entertainment headlines, holding her sister in his arms. Later, Angela was caught up in endless scandals because she had gotten involved with the most powerful man. Everyone mocked her, saying she was nothing more than Mr. William's fleeting amusement. Little did they know that from the moment Frances first laid eyes on her, he had only one thought-to steal her away! To take her from the hands of her fiancé. Everyone was waiting to see Angela make a fool of herself, deliberately asking about her relationship with Frances. He merely smiled and said, "Perhaps I haven't tried hard enough. After being married for so long, Mrs. Williams still refuses to acknowledge me publicly and give me a proper title." That night, the air was damp. Angela was breathless as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. His breath was scorching. "Mrs. Williams, have I tried hard enough?" Angela gritted her teeth. He was trying... far too hard!
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Chloe Miler, a naïve young woman, waits shyly to spend Valentine's Day with her boyfriend, but is betrayed on that day when she witnesses him entangled in bed with her own sister. Chloe's heart is broken when her heartfelt love for him is trampled on in an instant. *** Lionel Williams, the mysterious billionaire, the top of the pyramid, is handsome as hell. His eyes are set high, but he is drugged, has a one-night stand with a strange woman, and is humiliated by that unknowing woman with her money! His instincts tell him it's not that simple, and he's going to find her out!
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.