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Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

[Number one romance novel in the universe—face slapping, scum-torturing, power couple!] Isabella Thompson, who was abandoned in a village was suddenly brought home by her rich parents. Her father: You are different from your sister. She has a bright future ahead and is destined to be a phoenix who would soar the skies! There's no way she would marry a cripple! You are getting off easy here! Her mother: The Yu family is rich and powerful. Standing in for your sister in marriage is your food fortune! Know what's good for you! Theodore Yu used to be a famous prodigy, but lost his glow after a car accident and didn't even make it to high school. With one being a poor village bumpkin and the other a well-known piece of trash, they were a match for each other. But while everyone was waiting for Miss Thompson to make a fool of herself, she and that piece of trash appeared at a banquet where big shots gathered. Isabella Thompson: I came to work as a waitress. Theodore Yu: What a coincidence, I'm here to work part-time as well. Hence, everyone watched as they carried trays around for the whole night. *** On the day of their marriage, every important figure in the capital attended. Big Shot One: I'll help make arrangements for Mr. Yu's grand wedding! Big Shot Two: Welcome back to the capital, Miss Thompson! Big Shot Three:... Seeing those big shots who persistently made headlines, Grace Thompson was filled with regretful tears.

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271: The revelation of Rachel Barton's true nature leads to Delia Frieman's breakdown!_4

Translator: 549690339

Four simple words.

It's an explanation of sorts.

Because of the cold, we shouldn't get too intimate. Otherwise, it could spread through saliva.

She looks up at Terrence Lentz, her delicate and shining peach-blossom eyes reflecting the snow. Even without doing anything, she was enchanting enough to capture his heart.

"Pass me your cold."

The deep voice carried a hint of hoarseness.

It was somewhat irresistible.

Before Viola could react, his thin lips fell onto her red lips.

Slightly cold.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Both of them were panting slightly.

Terrence Lentz let her go only then.

"You really will get a cold!" Viola looked at him, "I wasn't kidding around."

The man's expression remained indifferent, no significant expression on his cold, handsome face, yet his deep eyes were filled only with her.

"Hmm, I know."

Viola looked helpless, "Knowing that, you still..."

Terrence Lentz lifted his thin lips slightly, "I'm not scared."