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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.

Deutsche Unforgotten · Umum
Peringkat tidak cukup
1549 Chs

324: A discerning eye identifies the pearl!_5

Mrs. Edison carefully scrutinized Dolores Frieman's expression.

Even though she knew Dolores Frieman was rich, Mrs. Edison didn't feel good about her.

A widow, and she even wears makeup!

Just like a vixen.

Just one look and you can tell she's not a quiet homebody. Once she married her son, she would have to hand over the barbecue shop to her son to run.

Women should carry out women's duties.

Assisting their husbands and educating their children.

Otherwise, given some time, she would definitely cheat on her son.

Mrs. Edison narrowed her eyes, making countless calculations in her head.

Dolores Frieman also felt this woman's gaze on her was rather unfriendly.

But the customer was always right, so she didn't say much.

Mrs. Edison continued: "By the way, what's your educational level?"

Dolores Frieman was taken aback.

Why would Mrs. Edison suddenly ask her this question?

"Are you asking me?"

"If not you, then who?" Mrs. Edison's gaze was full of undisguised disgust.