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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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I Don't Want To Lose Him A Second Time

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

But now he was so cold to her.

Claire must be so sad.

"There is good news. Hunter's brain is normal! But…" Derek said hesitantly. "He doesn't seem to remember much about you."

He didn't restore his memory?

Claire's gaze passed Derek and looked into the ward.

In the glow of sunlight, the man on the hospital bed was flipping the newspaper in his hand with a frown, looking cold and unapproachable.

Sharp, gloomy, cold.

Spark's shadow appeared on him.

Claire was relieved instead.

It was better that he didn't remember her.

In the end, Claire still didn't enter the ward.

In the hallway, an old man walked towards her. He was in his 50s or 60s, wearing a neat suit with a majestic aura, and was standing in her way.

"Miss Claire."

Claire glanced at the old man. "What's the matter?"

The old man smiled at her. "I am Hunter's father. May I have a chat with you?"

They came to the VIP reception room.