Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother
On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?
Calling For Own Doom
The emcee asked as he looked at Natalie and Faye, "Who among the two ladies would proceed first?"
Natalie simply looked at Faye, only to get an obvious reaction and reply from her.
"Let Natalie go first. What if there is something wrong with those things, and I can't make the perfume? I need to see if they are the right things to put on the table," Faye said smugly. She was playing it safe. Natalie, if you have planned something, it's not going to work today. I am not an idiot.
"Alright!" Natalie said and stood up while John took the half-empty glass of juice from her. Natalie went to the table and stood in front of it, ready to work.
"Wait, what if you have hidden something in your jacket, something that's needed to create perfume, and you have not put it on the table but hidden? Knowing how shrewd you are, you can… do… anything…"