“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!” ----- Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled. But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age! Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated! Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride. No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold! ++++ [Excerpt] "Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed." As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."
Gracia widened her eyes in surprise before she slowly recognized the little girl before her. This must be the same Kiana Evelyn had spoken of last night, her precious daughter. Quickly gathering herself, Gracia greeted her with a warm smile.
"Hello, darling. I'm—"
"You're my sweet grandmother, I know! Hehe~" Kiana interrupted with a giggle, her joy infectious as she stepped closer.
Gracia's heart swelled at the sight, her smile widening as Kiana settled beside her. The little girl turned toward Evelyn, her expression softening as she gazed at her mother sleeping soundly. Leaning closer, Kiana placed a tender kiss on Evelyn's forehead, her small hand gently patting her mother's head.
"Sleep well, Mommy," Kiana whispered as though coaxing Evelyn to rest longer.