The Billionaire's Rental Wife Is A Hot Shot
“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!” ----- Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled. But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age! Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated! Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride. No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold! ++++ [Excerpt] "Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed." As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."
Craving For Something Else
Benjamin cleared his throat, feeling the most embarrassed among the group. While the young women around couldn't hold back their squeals as if they were seeing their favorite idol, the male staff couldn't help but compare themselves to the Greek god on the screen. Honestly, he looked just out of their league!
"Erm... Let's take a break," Benjamin said, standing up. The butler stepped forward to escort his master to the tea room, while the staff all focused their attention on Evelyn.
Quickly disconnecting her phone from the screen, Evelyn hastily stood and hurried out of the mansion. Rita rushed after her but stopped at a distance when Evelyn turned and glared at her. It wasn't exactly Rita's fault, but Evelyn felt like digging a hole to hide herself.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, Madam. The boss has such a hot body that everyone was drooling over him, especially the ladies," Rita beamed, though her smile faltered under Evelyn's serious glare.