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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.

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175: Don't be afraid, I'll come to take you home_5

Viola was about to take action.

But a hand reached past Viola's ears and directly hoisted Zachary Mayhew up.

She glanced back slightly.

Then saw the man's side profile.

And then a deep voice came.

"Hurry upstairs, I'll handle this."

Without time to think, Viola hurried upstairs.

As she reached the staircase, she heard Rachel's banging on the door in the air, "Viola, I'm here! I'm here!"

These days, Rachel had been locked upstairs.

Never gone downstairs.

Viola quickened her pace and arrived at the third floor, only to find a security door installed, locked with several locks.

"Rachel, don't worry, I'm going to take you home right away."

"Viola!"

Apart from Viola's name, Rachel couldn't say anything else right now.

Tears streaming down her face.

Without the key, there was no way to open the door. Viola frowned slightly and took a black hairpin from her hair.

Inserted the hairpin into the lock.

Just a gentle nudge like that.

Click.

The first lock was opened.