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The Battle of the Heiresses

Rose John, a supposed member of the esteemed John family, was widely recognized as an imposter. Expectations ran high for a showdown between the true and false daughters, but the initial round saw the genuine daughter, Molly John, suffer a surprising defeat. Confident in her lineage, Molly confronted Rose, declaring, "I am the real John daughter. Leave the family." Unperturbed, Rose casually discarded the property certificate, asserting her claim, "Sorry, the house is mine. Take your time." Undeterred, Molly retorted, "Your fiancé belongs to me. Step aside. I'm the true daughter." Rose nonchalantly replied, "I don't want that scum. You two are made for each other. I quit." Molly boasted of her wealthy family, but Rose swiftly retorted, "Your father was my father's driver. Who's truly rich and powerful?" Molly flaunted designer works, unaware that those very designers once considered Rose their mentor. While Molly schemed for the Best Actress title, Rose relied on her talent and charm. The public soon realized that whenever the true daughter attempted to deceive or outshine, she faced humiliating setbacks. Since the exposure of the imposter, Molly's reputation suffered, leaving her humiliated and her face metaphorically swollen. In the battle between the real and fake daughters, it became clear that authenticity triumphed over pretense. The saga of the John family continued, as the imposter's exposure forever altered the dynamics of their relationships.

Isabella Lee · Thành thị
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100 Chs

Chapter 056 you deserve to bang her?

Steven Quain glanced at the contract and said, "What if I don't agree?"

"If you don't agree, you can only go through legal procedures."

When Rose John said this, the phone buzzed twice more.

She glanced down and saw a string of strange numbers.

Steven Quain hesitates to speak. Rose John takes the phone to the corridor outside the door and begins to answer the phone.

It's me, Aimo John. Don't hang up yet. I just met an old acquaintance in the hospital and told you.

At this point, Aimo John on the other end of the phone glanced at the woman being wheeled into the operating room.

She is not a busybody, and if her niece is soft, she can lend a hand.

But when she finished, Rose John on the other end of the phone said in a cold voice, "Well, who?"

Aimo John held his forehead helplessly and said, "He Zoey, she was pushed into the operating room."

When she finished, the other side said two words quietly: "Thank you."