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Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

[Number one romance novel in the universe—face slapping, scum-torturing, power couple!] Isabella Thompson, who was abandoned in a village was suddenly brought home by her rich parents. Her father: You are different from your sister. She has a bright future ahead and is destined to be a phoenix who would soar the skies! There's no way she would marry a cripple! You are getting off easy here! Her mother: The Yu family is rich and powerful. Standing in for your sister in marriage is your food fortune! Know what's good for you! Theodore Yu used to be a famous prodigy, but lost his glow after a car accident and didn't even make it to high school. With one being a poor village bumpkin and the other a well-known piece of trash, they were a match for each other. But while everyone was waiting for Miss Thompson to make a fool of herself, she and that piece of trash appeared at a banquet where big shots gathered. Isabella Thompson: I came to work as a waitress. Theodore Yu: What a coincidence, I'm here to work part-time as well. Hence, everyone watched as they carried trays around for the whole night. *** On the day of their marriage, every important figure in the capital attended. Big Shot One: I'll help make arrangements for Mr. Yu's grand wedding! Big Shot Two: Welcome back to the capital, Miss Thompson! Big Shot Three:... Seeing those big shots who persistently made headlines, Grace Thompson was filled with regretful tears.

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020: Won't waste time on two good-for-nothings!

At this point, Olga even doubted whether Viola had heard what she was saying clearly.

Otherwise, how could Viola refuse her directly?

A girl such as Viola from a small countryside village should be longing for a luxurious tea party, right?

Olga patiently said, "The tea party is at half-past eleven, and I'm giving you ten minutes to change your clothes quickly! If you miss the time, don't blame us for not taking you."

"I've told you," Viola didn't even raise her head, her white fingertips turning a page of the book, "I don't have time."

Her voice was still indifferent.

Without any emotion.

Olga frowned slightly, the disgust in her eyes becoming more and more apparent, she truly was uncouth.

If it weren't for Elizabeth speaking up for her, did she think she would be allowed to go to such a classy place?

But now, not only did Viola not appreciate Elizabeth, but she also didn't know how to be grateful.