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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 581: The Quarrel Starts Again

After coaxing Grace Thompson to sleep, Charlotte Thompson cautiously left the bedroom.

Perhaps it was due to Justin Battleson's arrival today that the children were in such high spirits. They were usually restless and unwilling to sleep, but now, aside from Grace who had obediently gone to sleep, all of the kids were playing in their rooms.

"Brother, wouldn't it be wonderful if Justin Battleson became our father? He usually looks so stern, but he pays a lot of attention to the little things. He even knows what we like to eat and what we don't."

Grace, while tugging at the ears of a little rabbit in her arms, voiced out her thoughts with a tender tone, completely resembling a child petulant.

Hearing her words, Hank Thompson, who was playing with Lego blocks, paused a moment, lowered his brow and eyes, and then adopted an obediently approving look, his tone softening in agreement.