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Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

[Number one romance novel in the universe—face slapping, scum-torturing, power couple!] Isabella Thompson, who was abandoned in a village was suddenly brought home by her rich parents. Her father: You are different from your sister. She has a bright future ahead and is destined to be a phoenix who would soar the skies! There's no way she would marry a cripple! You are getting off easy here! Her mother: The Yu family is rich and powerful. Standing in for your sister in marriage is your food fortune! Know what's good for you! Theodore Yu used to be a famous prodigy, but lost his glow after a car accident and didn't even make it to high school. With one being a poor village bumpkin and the other a well-known piece of trash, they were a match for each other. But while everyone was waiting for Miss Thompson to make a fool of herself, she and that piece of trash appeared at a banquet where big shots gathered. Isabella Thompson: I came to work as a waitress. Theodore Yu: What a coincidence, I'm here to work part-time as well. Hence, everyone watched as they carried trays around for the whole night. *** On the day of their marriage, every important figure in the capital attended. Big Shot One: I'll help make arrangements for Mr. Yu's grand wedding! Big Shot Two: Welcome back to the capital, Miss Thompson! Big Shot Three:... Seeing those big shots who persistently made headlines, Grace Thompson was filled with regretful tears.

Deutsche Unforgotten · General
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1549 Chs

317: Level 12 Typhoon, Regret Unending! _6

The assistant's face was full of panic, both anxious and scared.

That's because his girlfriend had boarded the cruise ship with Mrs. Andrews this time.

Now, the meteorological station detected a category 13 typhoon on the sea surface.

The cruise ships could scarcely withstand such a typhoon.

The assistant continued further: "A category 12 typhoon has occurred near the border of South State and Northwest State. The typhoon has already hit Feki Island."

"What!" Professor Andrews' face changed color.

How, how could this be?

There really was a typhoon!

Or was he dreaming?

Thinking of this, Professor Andrews slapped himself in the face.

Smack.

It hurt.

It wasn't a dream.

Immediately, Professor Andrews pulled out his phone to call his wife.

Fortunately.

The call got through quickly.

But the noise on the other end was deafening.

Whooshing.

"Hello, darling, can you hear me?"

"Hello!"

Andrews was very anxious.