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Too Dangerous To Mate

After eighteen years in the Tate family, Paige Tate suddenly found out that she wasn't her parents' daughter. Their biological daughter was back, and Paige was abandoned. They were about to send Paige back to her hometown, which was an allegedly poor county... However, the so-called poor county turned out to be the area where the most expensive villas in the country gathered! Overnight, she went from a fake daughter of a relatively rich family to a real daughter of a top family! Her biological parents doted on her unconditionally. They allowed her to have at least 1.6 million dollars as her pocket money, drive whichever luxury car in the garage she favored, buy whatever customized luxuries in the world she pleased, and choose any top school she preferred. If she didn't want to go to school, she could kill her time with the family business! What shocked Paige the most was that she had a fiancé... Her fiancé proposed to break off the engagement, and Paige didn't give a damn. However, she was confused by what happened afterward. He had proposed to break off the engagement, and then he clung onto her as if he was a completely different person! He became so clingy and handsy. Paige was annoyed. "Who are you, Sir?" "Baby, I am your husband." "I don't have a husband. An ex-fiancé who wants to break off our engagement is all I have." Martin Stowe, the world's richest man, feared by everyone in the world, was speechless. He wanted to punch himself as he was so silly that he called off the marriage without even meeting Paige...

Zoe Butler · สมัยใหม่
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Chapter 25

But how I wear my braid, is the least of my problems right now.

"I like my braid," I say, "And I think I would have noticed if boys looked at me."

That's a lie. A terrible one. Anna is right, I'm incredibly gullible when it comes to boys. I had no experience with them, so how was I supposed to know if guy liked me or not?

"No you wouldn't have," Anna scuffs. "Like I said before, you're naive." She sighs and nestles back down into the couch. She yawns and gives me a lazy smile, "But that's okay. I still love you, Ron."

I give her a meek smile, "I love you too, Anna." I get comfortable back again and Anna presses play. For the rest of the evening, we stay quiet and watch as Michael Myers slaughters some teenagers. Yeah, that's definitely going to help me sleep tonight.