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After Her Engagement Annulled, the Weak Rich Daughter Becomes a Big Shot!

"Push her! You can't let her get back up!" "That's right! You have to straighten out that heinous b*tch!" A goddess of war whose fearsome reputation enveloped East Asia was betrayed and killed. Then, she was reborn as Caroline Lambert, a vulnerable lady with a tarnished reputation in New York City! Despite being the daughter of an important family, her family heavily favored her stepsister, so the bullying and physical abuse were frequent. Her fiancé, who used to woo her fervently, stood before the public with her stepsister in his arms as he declared their engagement annulled, making her a joke amongst the rich and important. Her stepsister was also cunning enough to steal her position and take away all the affection that should have been hers, and smeared her name to the point that she was condemned by everyone! And yet, when the goddess of war reincarnated as Caroline, everything became different! Withstanding the malicious slander, she carved out a new, bloody path. Insults from her family? Attempting to steal her late mother's estate? Caroline issued papers announcing that they had cut all ties, and that her mother's estate would be donated to charity! See here, she would rather donate every coin to charity than keep them for you! They were saying that she was a piece of trash who had nothing going for her? Sorry, but she was a prodigious doctor, a mercenary, a racer, and a top hacker... Though Caroline wanted revenge for the body’s original owner, she inadvertently picked up a sickly, beautiful man. Seeing that he did not have long to live, Caroline agreed to his proposal... Only to find that like her, he was a man with multiple identities that could leave New York shaking once revealed! Caroline: Aren't you supposed to die an early death? Liar! Edwin: It's not a lie. My wife clearly pities me!

Mountain Springs · Geral
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311 Chs

Pretending To Act

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Will Sr.'s hand reached for his pistol as he continued to complain and curse. His ears perked up, and his eyes scanned his surroundings vigilantly under the dim light of the lamp.

He had been in this toy store for almost 20 years, and he had personally organized the items on the shelves. As a result, he was very familiar with the placement of each item in the store. He easily noticed that the small pendant on the back door handle was a little crooked.

This meant that someone had opened the door and entered the small warehouse behind.

Will Sr. bit his lower lip hard. The pain made him calm down a lot, and his mind became clearer.

"F*ck you, you've smashed many of my things. How am I supposed to continue running my shop?" As he cursed, he knocked on the wall with one hand and walked to the door with the pistol in the other.