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...
At the Tate's villa.
When the maid served the last dish, Tyrell Tate finally picked up a chicken wing and put it onto Paige's plate.
"This may be the last meal we'll ever have as father and daughter... I didn't expect your birth parents would take you back so soon..."
His tone was full of reluctance, and he could not help recalling the scene three months ago when he was seriously ill.
He was in desperate need of blood back then, and Paige was about to donate her blood to him. To everyone's surprise, the results showed that they were not related by blood.
It shocked everyone in the Tate family.
After recovering from his illness, Tyrell managed to find back Abbigail Tate, his biological daughter, after going through all kinds of difficulties.
Abbigail, Tyrell's biological daughter, was back. Naturally, she was doted on by the entire Tate family.
However, things were completely different for Paige.
She wasn't related to them.
Therefore, the Tate family put the news online, looking for Paige's relatives.
Yesterday, someone called them, claiming to be Paige's biological mother and wanting to take Paige back today.
"This is what you like to eat..." Tyrell collected his thoughts and put more food onto Paige's plate. "Eat more. After you go back to your hometown, maybe..."
In yesterday's phone call, Tyrell learned that Paige's biological parents were currently unemployed and came from Hidalgo County.
Hidalgo County was the most backward and poorest place in the country.
Today might be the last time Paige enjoyed such tasty food. What was worse, after she went back, she might even be starving.
The eyes of Paige, who was sitting at the dining table, were crystal-clear. It seemed that she had seen Tyrell through. Her eyes were still clear, and she calmly put down her fork. "I'm full."
She got up and left. Her back was resolute and unrestrained as if she wasn't reluctant to leave at all.
Lindsey Hutt was immediately irritated. "Damn girl! She didn't want the food, since she thought you had stained it with the fork you used! You've spoiled her these years, and she is so picky now. We have all kinds of delicacies here, and yet she wants nothing. Wait till she gets back to where she belongs. She'll suffer!"
"Mom, don't get upset. Paige was just annoyed since she didn't want to go back to the countryside," Abbigail said.
It had been a month since she was part of the Tate family again.
She overheard Lindsey and Tyrell talking yesterday and knew that Paige's family was very poor. Paige's parents were unemployed, and she had five single brothers and a seriously ill grandmother.
Obviously, Paige's family was under heavy pressure.
Abbigail could not help but feel a sense of superiority and stood up. "I'll send her off."
Sitting at the dining table, Tyrell glanced at Lindsey reproachfully. "Paige was once our daughter after all."
Lindsey sneered, "We have doted on this damn girl all these years while leaving Abbigail to suffer outside alone. Whenever I think of that, I always feel that someone is stabbing my heart with a knife..."
Paige walked to the living room, picked up the backpack on the sofa, and was about to leave the villa.
Abbigail caught up with her. "Paige, my engagement party with Davon will be on October 1st. Will you be there?"
Her eyes were full of expectation, while her tone was nothing but triumphant and ostentatious.
Everyone knew that Abbigail was betrothed to Davon.
Had Abbigail not been brought back by Tyrell, Paige would have been the one engaged to Davon Elinor.
"Davon is great. He is so good to me... If Mom and Dad hadn't found me, you would have been the one he was engaged to. Paige, you won't blame me for that, will you?"
"Thanks to you, the trash now has a place to go," Paige smiled.
Abbigail was stunned.
She thought, what does Paige mean?
"I was just about to toss him away. You showed up right in time. Perfect timing."
"You..." Abbigail wanted to throw a tantrum. In the next second, she saw a figure, and she immediately put on an act, looking aggrieved with red eyes, as if she were an innocent bunny.
Lindsey happened to come to the living room and saw the scene. She was furious. "Paige! How can you talk to Abbigail like that? What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine. Actually, I'm more than fine," Paige smiled. "But I'm afraid you need to go to the hospital for a checkup to see if there's anything wrong with your head."
Paige thought, you have been living with Abbigail for a month now, yet you still fail to see her true color. Abbigail is just a phony who pretends to be pure and innocent. How stupid are you?
"You..." Lindsey was so angry that she was trembling.
"Paige, I want you to have my favorite necklace. Mom and Dad gave it to me. After all, we can be called sisters. After you leave today, who knows when we will see each other again?" Abbigail sounded so forgiving. She ran forward to grab Paige.
Her hand touched Paige's backpack.
Yet in the next second, something unexpected happened.
A ruby necklace fell out of Paige's backpack.
Everyone was stunned.
"What..." Abbigail could not help but cover her mouth.
Most of the people present were thinking the same thing. They thought, how come the ruby necklace Abbigail was going to give Paige fall out of Paige's backpack?
Maybe... Paige...
Paige curled up her lips slightly and thought, what now? You are accusing me of being a theft?
"Why do you have Abbigail's necklace?" Lindsey could not believe her eyes and shouted, "Tyrell, come over here! The damn girl had the nerve to steal Abbigail's necklace before she left! We have raised her for years, this ingrate!"
"What's going on?" Tyrell came over and was stunned.
Abbigail hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said considerately, "It's fine, Mom, Dad. I was going to give the necklace to Paige anyway. What difference does it make if she takes it herself?"
"That's not the same at all! The necklace is a gift from you, and if she takes it herself, that's stealing!" Lindsey was furious. "Good for you, Paige! Since when did you become a thief?"
"Mom, don't call Paige that." Abbigail picked up the ruby necklace from the floor and kindly handed it to Paige. "Paige, don't take Mom's words seriously. I know you took the necklace to make plans for your future, right? I heard that your family is not doing well. The necklace might come in handy one day. Go ahead and take it."
Several surrounding maids opened their mouths.
"Ms. Abbigail, you are way too generous. The necklace is worth 16 thousand dollars."
"Mr. Tate and Mrs. Tate hired a designer to design the necklace for you. It's so unique, and it's the only one in the world."
"It is engraved with your name!"
"Ms. Abbigail, you love the necklace. And now you want Ms. Paige to have it..."
"Ms. Paige stole your most beloved jewelry, but you did not blame her..."
"Ms. Paige was so mean to you, yet you are still kind to her. You are so nice!"
The people around Abbigail were praising her.
Hearing that, Abbigail looked at Paige, and the words she said were nothing but reasonable. Abbigail said, "Paige needs it more than I do."
The onlookers kept praising Abbigail and could not help but compare Paige with her.
The more they compared them, the more they felt that Paige was no match for Abbigail at all.
Paige may be prettier than Abbigail. Yet other than that, Abbigail beat Paige thoroughly.
Lindsey snatched the necklace from Abbigail's hand and said, feeling bad for Abbigail, "Silly girl. Even ten necklaces of yours will still not be enough for the money her family needs."
Lindsey looked at Paige in disgust and said, "We have done our best by raising you all these years. The necklace is a gift for Abbigail. Stop dreaming about it! It'll never be yours! Get the heck out of here before I call the police!"
"Mom!" Abbigail was anxious. "Paige's biological parents are unemployed. She has five single older brothers, and a seriously ill grandma to take care of... She can get some money for this necklace. She needs it more than I do..."
Those several nannies were touched by Abbigail's kindness. They figured that no one was more sensible and generous than Abbigail.
"Mom, you gave me the necklace already. It means I have the right to dispose of it." Abbigail took the necklace back from Lindsey and brought it in front of Paige eagerly. "Paige, take it. I won't blame you for stealing. It was meant for you anyway..."
Paige raised her eyes and sized Abbigail up with interest. Her eyes under her long black eyelashes were flickering.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Isabella's world crumbled when her marriage to Liam took a heartbreaking turn during their second anniversary. She was further hurt when she discovered that he was having an affair with his ex-lover. Soon, she discovered she was pregnant and decided to pack up and leave for another state. Five years later, as a single mother of twins, the past resurfaced when Liam unexpectedly reappeared. Would Isabella be drawn into a whirlwind of emotions as she confronts the man who shattered her heart or would she be hellbent on her revenge of making him pay dearly for his crimes?
Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.
Miley's life fell apart on the night of her 19th Birthday. The celebration was tainted by the business of betrayal. At the party, Miley's drink was spiked, and when she felt ill, she staggered out of the room, only to stumble upon a conspiracy between her boyfriend and her sister. She had always known that her sister didn't love her. but what she hadn't expected was that her boyfriend, whom she had always trusted, was also in cahoots with her. Realization stung sharper than the cold air outside as she discovered their cruel intentions to humiliate her. Overwhelmed and betrayed, she found refuge in an unfamiliar room. But fate, it seemed, had a cocktail of sorrows lined up for her. In the room she sought refuge in was Logan Pierce. This man, a dominant and arrogant person, and her boyfriend's uncle were known to be a living nightmare for those who would cross his path. Under the influence of drugs, they slipped into a night, and he took her for the first time in ways she wished she could forget. Waking up to a world where accusations were hurled at her from all corners, her family turned their backs on her. Placating Logan seemed to have ranked higher than standing up for Miley, their own blood. Disowned and discarded, Miley found herself abandoned on the relentless, heartless streets. Years later, she had blossomed into the U.S. manager of Hales company. During a business meeting, she stumbled upon Logan once again. But the passing years had erased Miley's face from Logan's memory, arousing within him a curiosity and fascination for this elusive lady director. unable to recall the tragic past, Logan felt unwarranted anger towards Miley as he continuously evaded her- thus beginning their forbidden dance of desire yet again.
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!