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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

Derek pushed open the door of a room inside the KTV.

Inside, the lights flickered, and there were girls and boys sitting on the sofa.

They looked up at the girl beside Derek at the same time.

The girl was wearing a black hoodie with the hat on, almost covering her little face. Behind her scattered bangs, her eyes were deep and dark like a pool of stagnant water. She carried a school bag on her shoulder and there was something proud and aloof about her.

Someone whistled. "Woohoo! What a pretty girl!"

The person next to him patted him and lowered his voice. "She is Claire."

The man's face became stiff. "Damn!"

The name Claire was known to everyone in Lance Middle School. There were many strange rumors about her, and they didn't know if they were true or false.

The boys were sizing up the girl.

They were full of curiosity about this girl.

Standing at the door, Claire keenly caught a familiar figure.