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The Fake Heiress and Deceitful Duke

Abigail Florence only wanted a good job when her mother became sick, hoping that she would be of help for the family and save her mother from the rage of her father. But she was caught by a wicked and crazy nobleman and was forced into an unlikely partnership of marriage in exchange of wealth and power she could never fathom. What else could go wrong? When Dion Burke had visited the small bar in the Grothem town after his carriage suffered an accident, he had cursed his luck. But who would have thought that goddess was blessing him with treasure. The previous duke had died with no blood children but the position and all the wealth was still left for the lost daughter and her.. Husband. So when Dion found the woman living as guttersnipe, a strange and wicked plan took place in an instant. He would claim power and wealth and share it with her. But what if… the woman whose mouth could be compared to the sailor turned out to be more tempting than the wealth she offered?

Fallen_meteor · Fantasy
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171 Chs

Stoned

Dion excused her and went to talk to those knights. She was left alone and suddenly she was too aware of the eyes that were looking at her with resentment. 

"What about Nell?" she asked as she fidgeted at her place. She could feel the eyes full of hatred on her. When he had told her they were going to buy the factory, she had never thought that they were going to throw the workers out. If she had, she would have visited at night to punish those workers who had joined mark. These were her friends, her companions and her comrades. Even if she did not get along with a few of them, they have worked together for decades. 

Their calloused hands, their sunken eyes and grim faces showed their time together. But now they looked at her with hatred and disappointment.

"Why did you do that?" someone snarled, "if you have found a patron, you should have gone somewhere else with him." The voice was full of hatred and loathing and she gulped.