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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.

Deutsche Unforgotten · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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"No, I just suddenly felt very sad and wanted to talk to someone."

"By the way, Viola, remember to be on guard against Sylvia," Rachel continued: "I saw her tonight, and she talked a lot to me, always mentioning you and trying to sow discord."

After much deliberation, Rachel decided to tell Viola about this.

It's easy to dodge obvious attacks, but hard to guard against hidden ones. She had to let Viola know that Sylvia was a potential threat.

"Okay, Rachel, I know."

It seemed that the time had come to speed up the housekeeping process.

...

The next morning.

Viola woke up early.

It was only six o'clock.

She was going for a one-hour run first, then it would take her half an hour to wash up, have breakfast for half an hour, and then another half an hour to get to the airport.

The ten o'clock flight, arriving at the airport between eight-thirty and nine would be just right.

At nine o'clock sharp.

Viola arrived at the airport on time, pulling her suitcase.