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Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild

【Free Book】Originally having a pitiful life story, all types of misfortunes befell her. Who would have known that with the twist of fate, she, with a belly bulging with pregnancy, became the only heiress of a tycoon’s empire? Five years later, she returns with her children, she is full of vengeance, quashing scoundrels. However, that man who has always been sticking to her is so annoying. Charlotte Thompson: "Mr. Battleson, please stay away! We divorced five years ago." The man lined up a row of kids, "Let's remarry. The children need a daddy." The kids were wide-eyed and unanimously said, "Daddy, you have to wait in line if you want to marry Mommy!" ... The reporters reported that Mr. Battleson is crazily pursuing a poor, ugly, and divorced woman who has children. Justin Battleson: "She's my wife. They're my children. I'm in the process of remarriage, asking for recognition." The tycoon’s grandpa: "My granddaughter, my family's only heiress. She's rich." Four top-level uncle bosses: "Our niece is young and beautiful. Who is the blind one calling her ugly?" Eight handsome elder and younger brothers: "Our sister is the top one strong person in the universe, who wears disguise everywhere she goes." Charlotte Thompson: "..." Can you guys please quiet down? 【Sweet + doted on by a group + cute kids + disguise + refreshing story, PS: The start is a bit depressing, bear with it!】

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Chapter 689: Rogue!

Coming to terms with the reality, Charlotte Thompson helplessly sank into the couch.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

She glanced towards the door, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.

Who could it be at this hour of the night?

As a suspicion started sprouting in her mind, the doorbell rang more insistently. With a headache brewing, Charlotte rubbed her temple and went to answer the door in her slippers.

A thought flashed in her mind; she turned the doorknob and sure enough, she was greeted by a familiar face.

Once the door was opened, the man outside swiftly walked in with his luggage and nonchalantly changed into the pair of slippers at the doorway.

Charlotte's hand remained on the doorknob, not having the chance to pull back. By the time she registered what was happening, the man had already made his way into the living room.