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Too Dangerous To Mate

After eighteen years in the Tate family, Paige Tate suddenly found out that she wasn't her parents' daughter. Their biological daughter was back, and Paige was abandoned. They were about to send Paige back to her hometown, which was an allegedly poor county... However, the so-called poor county turned out to be the area where the most expensive villas in the country gathered! Overnight, she went from a fake daughter of a relatively rich family to a real daughter of a top family! Her biological parents doted on her unconditionally. They allowed her to have at least 1.6 million dollars as her pocket money, drive whichever luxury car in the garage she favored, buy whatever customized luxuries in the world she pleased, and choose any top school she preferred. If she didn't want to go to school, she could kill her time with the family business! What shocked Paige the most was that she had a fiancé... Her fiancé proposed to break off the engagement, and Paige didn't give a damn. However, she was confused by what happened afterward. He had proposed to break off the engagement, and then he clung onto her as if he was a completely different person! He became so clingy and handsy. Paige was annoyed. "Who are you, Sir?" "Baby, I am your husband." "I don't have a husband. An ex-fiancé who wants to break off our engagement is all I have." Martin Stowe, the world's richest man, feared by everyone in the world, was speechless. He wanted to punch himself as he was so silly that he called off the marriage without even meeting Paige...

Zoe Butler · Urban
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282 Chs

Chapter 10

Yeah, my father still hasn't come home. It's no shock. He does this multiple times a month, probably going out and spending his time's at bars. Also probably in some women's bed as well.

I push away the though, disgusted at the image of my father with another woman that isn't my mom.

I glance at the stove clock and sigh when I only see it's 12:30 AM. I know I'm not going to be getting a wink of sleep tonight, so I do what I can do. Drag my art stand out of my room and into the living room. I begin to do mindless things, such as mixing colours and creating silly hearts. Somehow, in one of those hearts "L+R" appears.

I scuff at myself, "Really, Ronnie?" I mumble to myself, ready to splatter some paint on it to mask it when a thud sounds in the house. Particularly, my room. What the hell was that?

I'm alert right away. Another sound occurs, louder this time, as if demanding my attention.