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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Omnipotent A-Grade Cool Female Lead VS Secret Passionate and Domineering Male Lead That Loves Assuming and is Easily Jealous Because she is wrongly placed at birth, Claire and another girl swap lives. Eighteen years later, she acknowledges her roots and returns to her family. From a country bumpkin, she becomes the daughter of a rich family in the capital. However… Her parents favor their fake daughter. "Claire, Phoebe is smart and obedient. She's a thousand times better than you." Her brother protects the fake sister. "Claire! Don't bully Phoebe. Phoebe is innocent, unlike you—you're full of evil tricks!" It's said that she is uneducated and incompetent. Her grades are the worst, and she loves to fight. She is notorious for her misdeeds, and everyone looks down on her. Only one man says domineeringly, "I will dote on you." One day… her disguises are stripped off… The Vice-Chairwoman of the Mathematical Olympiad, the guru of eSports, the hidden miracle doctor, the Chinese Art Master, the diva of the music industry, and the leader of the League of Death. Those identities are all hers?! Everyone starts to worship her: You are a real big shot! Instantly, there are countless suitors. A director extends an invitation for her to film a movie. The next day, the director is banned from the Internet. The Masked King invites her to have dinner with him. The next day, the scandal of the Masked King becomes the hottest topic on the Internet. A rich tycoon gives her a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg. The next day, the corporation goes bankrupt and he becomes a beggar. A certain envious lover online declares his sovereignty over her. @Claire: "She's my wife."

Listening to Poems in Twilight Snowfall · 都市
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Is This Fair To Claire?

編集者: Henyee Translations

Allen closed his eyes, pounded his chest with anger, and said in grief, "We've raised you for more than ten years, but how did you repay us? Isn't your brother kind to you? Since your childhood, he has been doting on you. How did you have the heart to hurt him like this?!"

On the sofa, Ada covered her face with her hands, tears seeping from between her fingers.

In the silent hall, footsteps suddenly sounded.

Phoebe turned her head to look, with tears still hanging on her face, and saw Sheldon coming down from the second floor, standing in front of the stairs, looking at her from a distance.

His fragile eyes gradually dimmed, but there was no sadness or anger in his eyes. They were like a pool of stagnant water without the slightest waves. This was the look that would only appear when someone was extremely disappointed.

The brother, who was full of joy whenever he saw her, no longer existed.