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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."

Zelra · 都市
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165 Chs

Marriage Proposal

Evelyn stood frozen, her breath catching in her throat as the weight of Zevian's revelation settled in. The truth lingered between them, thick and suffocating. She found herself staring at Kiana, her heart aching with the realization that the little girl she had grown to love wasn't his by blood. Yet, she was his in every other way. Every single way that mattered.

"But—" Evelyn's voice faltered, struggling to find the words. Her mind swirled in confusion and disbelief, trying to process the layers of pain that Zevian must have been carrying for so long. So Kiana wasn't his child? Her gaze darted back to Zevian, who was now sitting at the edge of the bed, his eyes glued to the floor, lost in thought. His strong, composed exterior seemed to crack slightly, and Evelyn's heart clenched at the sight of the unshed tears that glossed his eyes.