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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 77: The Last Chance

She hasty opened it to find all her stuff inside, including her phone.

"Your clothes are on the couch." Justin Battleson added.

Sophie Allen furrowed her brows, questioning, "Justin Battleson, what are you trying to say?"

Given that he took all her stuff, the manager, Mr. Chen, would undoubtedly believe that she quit.

"Blue Tone doesn't suit you." His voice dropped a bit, his face somewhat gloomy.

It doesn't suit?

Sophie sneered, "Justin Battleson, what rights do you have to intervene in my life?"

The man frowned, his dark pupils shining with a cold light, "Sophie, I'm doing this for your own good."

Sophie's face was indifferent, too lazy to argue with him.

In her eyes, Justin Battleson was a lunatic.

She picked up the silver spoon, bent her head and drank the porridge in large mouthfuls. In no time, the bowl of porridge and a glass of orange juice were gone.