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Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild

【Free Book】Originally having a pitiful life story, all types of misfortunes befell her. Who would have known that with the twist of fate, she, with a belly bulging with pregnancy, became the only heiress of a tycoon’s empire? Five years later, she returns with her children, she is full of vengeance, quashing scoundrels. However, that man who has always been sticking to her is so annoying. Charlotte Thompson: "Mr. Battleson, please stay away! We divorced five years ago." The man lined up a row of kids, "Let's remarry. The children need a daddy." The kids were wide-eyed and unanimously said, "Daddy, you have to wait in line if you want to marry Mommy!" ... The reporters reported that Mr. Battleson is crazily pursuing a poor, ugly, and divorced woman who has children. Justin Battleson: "She's my wife. They're my children. I'm in the process of remarriage, asking for recognition." The tycoon’s grandpa: "My granddaughter, my family's only heiress. She's rich." Four top-level uncle bosses: "Our niece is young and beautiful. Who is the blind one calling her ugly?" Eight handsome elder and younger brothers: "Our sister is the top one strong person in the universe, who wears disguise everywhere she goes." Charlotte Thompson: "..." Can you guys please quiet down? 【Sweet + doted on by a group + cute kids + disguise + refreshing story, PS: The start is a bit depressing, bear with it!】

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Chapter 486: How Many Secrets Are You Hiding?

Charlotte Thompson was a bit emotional, and aware of his fault, Adam Ross closed his lips and stopped talking.

Outside, the storm was getting stronger, the dark night was enhanced by the heavy rain, the sound of the rain breaking the silence all around.

With her thoughts in disarray, Charlotte slowly regained her composure. She tucked in her coat, moved forward slightly, and closed the window.

The sound of the rain was reduced after being blocked by the window.

Then a few messy footsteps came from behind. The two of them turned back together and beneath the white light, several children, rubbing their sleepy eyes, walked towards her in a daze.

The leader was Grace Thompson, the little girl's hair was messed up from sleep, and it stood up fluffily on her head.

Her dress was slightly wrinkled, her fair cheeks blushed a light pink, and her chubby hand rubbed her eyes.