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Scandalous President

New novel: "Public Enemy of the Elite: See you tonight, Mr. Xie!" is out, you're all welcome to come and check it out... New dish on the plate! Link: http://novel.hongxiu.com/a/1302448/ * A year ago, Grace Gordon, the step-daughter of the Gordon Family, married into the Yale Family amidst everyone's envious gaze. A year later, it was revealed that 27-year-old Grace Gordon had a 13-year-old illegitimate son, and was driven out by the Yale Family. A marriage left her in ruin, without home or loved ones. At this point, she realized that the Yale Family's acceptance of her had ulterior motives. - He is a rising star in politics, and their only connection is that they once woke up in the same bed. When they meet again, he looks at her through a veil of smoke, his voice low and steady: "Grace Gordon, leave Lewis Yale... become my wife." - After three years of a secret marriage, she becomes his greatest support. He also stands at the pinnacle, despising everyone else. She comes home drunk, red wine in her left hand, and a divorce agreement in her right. Her drunken demeanor captivating, eyes smiling faintly: "The days when we used each other... should come to an end." He looks at her intensely: "Stop joking, just when everybody finds out about you, you want to divorce? Wouldn't that be telling everyone that the President has been abandoned?" - Stanhope Brown encountered such a woman five years ago. She was poison to him...a drug he couldn't quit, forget, and felt that pampering her was never enough. Grace Gordon encountered such a man five years ago. For her, he was her pillar of strength, her redemption...he was the tattoo forever etched in her heart and impossible to erase.

Thousand Birch Fallen · 现代言情
分數不夠
433 Chs

Chapter 355: Extra - Childhood Sweethearts Part 36

Little Kevin was acting especially clingy today, with his little hands wrapped around Shane Sim's neck, refusing to let go.

Shane carried Little Kevin all the way home like that.

Upon arriving home, Shane noticed a large pile of toys placed on the tea table.

Shane furrowed his brow, wondering if it was Stanhope Brown or Benedict Hamilton who had come today.

Perhaps tired from playing, Little Kevin had fallen asleep on Shane's shoulder, his little face pouting against Shane's shoulder. Whenever Shane made a slight movement, Little Kevin's long eyelashes quivered as if he was about to open his eyes.

At this moment, Shane couldn't bother with the toys, instead carrying Little Kevin upstairs to settle him in before coming back downstairs.

After searching through the pile of toys, he found no trace of who had left them, so he could only call the nanny.