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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Omnipotent A-Grade Cool Female Lead VS Secret Passionate and Domineering Male Lead That Loves Assuming and is Easily Jealous Because she is wrongly placed at birth, Claire and another girl swap lives. Eighteen years later, she acknowledges her roots and returns to her family. From a country bumpkin, she becomes the daughter of a rich family in the capital. However… Her parents favor their fake daughter. "Claire, Phoebe is smart and obedient. She's a thousand times better than you." Her brother protects the fake sister. "Claire! Don't bully Phoebe. Phoebe is innocent, unlike you—you're full of evil tricks!" It's said that she is uneducated and incompetent. Her grades are the worst, and she loves to fight. She is notorious for her misdeeds, and everyone looks down on her. Only one man says domineeringly, "I will dote on you." One day… her disguises are stripped off… The Vice-Chairwoman of the Mathematical Olympiad, the guru of eSports, the hidden miracle doctor, the Chinese Art Master, the diva of the music industry, and the leader of the League of Death. Those identities are all hers?! Everyone starts to worship her: You are a real big shot! Instantly, there are countless suitors. A director extends an invitation for her to film a movie. The next day, the director is banned from the Internet. The Masked King invites her to have dinner with him. The next day, the scandal of the Masked King becomes the hottest topic on the Internet. A rich tycoon gives her a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg. The next day, the corporation goes bankrupt and he becomes a beggar. A certain envious lover online declares his sovereignty over her. @Claire: "She's my wife."

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Editor: Henyee Translations

"What happened?"

"It seems that he stole Phoebe's meal card."

"Oh, is he so poor?"

"I remember him. He's Claire's friend."

Bruce pointed to the ground and explained in a panic. "I didn't steal it. I picked it up from the ground."

Jessica snorted coldly. "You are saying that just because you got caught. If you didn't, you would definitely keep it and use it, right? No matter how poor you are, you can't steal!"

"No, no!" Bruce said sincerely, "I was going to hand it over to the teacher."

"Huh?" Jessica pointed to her ear and sneered contemptuously. "Can you speak in a decent language? I don't understand you!"

The people all around them roared in laughter.

"I… I know I have an accent, but…" Bruce was simple-minded and was not good at arguing with others.

He blushed hard and stammered, so anxious that he almost burst into tears.