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Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild

【Free Book】Originally having a pitiful life story, all types of misfortunes befell her. Who would have known that with the twist of fate, she, with a belly bulging with pregnancy, became the only heiress of a tycoon’s empire? Five years later, she returns with her children, she is full of vengeance, quashing scoundrels. However, that man who has always been sticking to her is so annoying. Charlotte Thompson: "Mr. Battleson, please stay away! We divorced five years ago." The man lined up a row of kids, "Let's remarry. The children need a daddy." The kids were wide-eyed and unanimously said, "Daddy, you have to wait in line if you want to marry Mommy!" ... The reporters reported that Mr. Battleson is crazily pursuing a poor, ugly, and divorced woman who has children. Justin Battleson: "She's my wife. They're my children. I'm in the process of remarriage, asking for recognition." The tycoon’s grandpa: "My granddaughter, my family's only heiress. She's rich." Four top-level uncle bosses: "Our niece is young and beautiful. Who is the blind one calling her ugly?" Eight handsome elder and younger brothers: "Our sister is the top one strong person in the universe, who wears disguise everywhere she goes." Charlotte Thompson: "..." Can you guys please quiet down? 【Sweet + doted on by a group + cute kids + disguise + refreshing story, PS: The start is a bit depressing, bear with it!】

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Chapter 498 I Don't Have a Father

Justin Battleson raised his hand, attempting to pull Hank Thompson's hand, but Hank, who had been still all along, suddenly retreated as if he was electrified, widening the distance between him and Justin.

The palm of his hand was full of cold sweat, he subconsciously looked up at Justin's expression, his face full of unease.

Cyrus Thompson glanced at him.

Only they knew their complex feelings towards Justin and the conflicting emotions of wanting to be close yet fearing to get closer.

...

On the other side, Jack Thompson and Chad Thompson, the two young kids, had walked downstairs with their short steps. It took them a few rounds before seeing Adam Ross in the corridor of the second floor that had no hospital rooms.

The man's back was to them, a cigarette between his index and middle fingers. The cigarette smoke curled around and seeped from his mouth, slowly spreading around him.

The air was faintly scented with the smell of tobacco.