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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."

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Hell Girl

Editor: Henyee Translations

Jacob stared at the necklace closely. He was angry and anxious, and did not dare to act rashly.

Claire raised the small knife in her hand and slowly scraped across the necklace with the sharp knife tip, with a contemptuous smile hovering on her lips. "You are no different from the person last night. Both of you are the same… weaklings."

Jacob's heart almost jumped to his throat, and he couldn't help shouting, "What… the hell do you want?!"

Claire shook the necklace. "It's very simple. Kill the guy who hired you to kill me."

"Impossible!" Jacob rebuffed. "If you want us to kill for you, you've gotta pay us."

Claire shrugged. "OK, I respect your rules. You can just intimidate that person."

This was not difficult.

Jacob breathed a sigh of relief, took a step forward, and reached out to Claire. "Can you return the necklace to me now?!"