The Billionaire's Rental Wife Is A Hot Shot
“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."
Proud Father-In-Law
The next day, Kiana's cries filled the entire house. She clung tightly to her Mommy, refusing to let go. The maids tried to coax her, but she listened to no one—not even Zevian, who was scolded for being useless and sent away.
"Baby, let's have breakfast. We'll talk about it later," Evelyn tried to gently release Kiana from her arms, but the girl only held on tighter, hugging her waist.
Avery, who was sitting in front of them, rolled her eyes. Evelyn had called her over to help convince Kiana last night, so she had rushed over early in the morning. But the girl seemed even more stubborn than her father. "She's going there for work, Kiana. Not for a party, so stop it already," she said, her voice tinged with annoyance.
"Then take me with you!" Kiana grumbled, looking up at her Mommy. She sniffled softly, tears rolling down her cheeks again.