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Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife

Rosemary spent 18 years thinking she was a member of the wealthy Harris family, only to discover she was a fake rich girl. When the real heiress returned, Rosemary was cast aside and sent back to her poor hometown. But fate had other plans for her, as she soon discovered that her hometown was actually the most exclusive villa area in the country. In a single night, Rosemary went from a modestly wealthy girl to the true heiress of a top-tier elite family. Her biological parents showered her with love, handing her millions of dollars in pocket money, providing access to any car from their fleet, and letting her buy anything from the world’s top designers. As for school, the best institutions were at her fingertips, and if she didn’t feel like studying, she could play with the family company. But what shocked Rosemary the most was finding out she had an ex-fiancé. She couldn’t understand why he kept clinging to her, holding her hand, and trying to kiss her. “Who are you, sir?” Rosemary asked, annoyed. “Sweetheart, I’m your husband,” the ex-fiancé responded. “I don’t have a husband, only a former fiancé”

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176 Chs

CHAPTER 122

These details were still so crystal clear!

He had clearly shut down the website, so by all accounts, Rosemary shouldn't have been able to find this information.

"Do you know running this kind of website is illegal, right?" Rosemary raised an eyebrow, an icy and powerful aura radiating off her.

Oscar suddenly felt scared. Who the hell was this girl?

Remembering all the issues that had cropped up in the company, it seemed like there was nothing this girl couldn't dig up if she wanted to.

Actually, for Rosemary, finding this evidence wasn't hard at all.

"Oh, by the way, about that time the warehouse manager betrayed the company, I checked the CCTV."

Hearing this, Oscar instantly went on high alert.

"That day, at five in the afternoon, I left work. At 5:03, you called the warehouse manager to a corner that wasn't covered by the cameras and had a little chat. By 5:11, your conversation was over. She