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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."

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Our Villa

By the time Evelyn landed with Ronan, night had already fallen over Montedoro City. A line of bouncers waiting for their boss quickly rushed over as the jet landed. One of them stepped forward and smiled at Evelyn, recognizing her from her last visit.

"It's good to see you again, Madam Grace," Carson greeted her with a smile. He was Ronan's right hand, a man who handled everything in their Master's absence, and failing to do so would be like disobeying him.

"How have you been, Carson?" Evelyn chatted as they headed out of the airport. The bouncers formed a shield around them, with Ronan beside her and Carson following close behind. "Did you find a girlfriend yet?" she teased, recalling how he'd grumbled last time about being over thirty and still single.

"I've been quite busy for that," Carson replied, pursing his lips.