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Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?

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My Sunshine

A woman in her late forties sat on the sofa, her eyes fixed on the news broadcast from the Imperial City. Her face remained expressionless, but her sharp gaze lingered on one particular image—a young woman named Natalie Ford.

On the TV screen, Natalie stood before a crowd of reporters, speaking boldly, unflinching as she admitted to assaulting her own sister. A video of the incident played in the corner of the screen, capturing every detail for viewers.

A middle-aged man, Eric, entered the room and found her watching the broadcast.

"Good evening, Ms. Shaw," he greeted politely.

She gave him a brief nod of acknowledgment, her gaze never leaving the screen. "Who is she married to?"

Eric hesitated, caught off guard by the unexpected question. He shifted uncomfortably, unsure how to respond. "Hmm, that I'm not certain of."

Before she could press him further, a tall, handsome young man entered the room with an air of casual authority.