The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Omnipotent A-Grade Cool Female Lead VS Secret Passionate and Domineering Male Lead That Loves Assuming and is Easily Jealous Because she is wrongly placed at birth, Claire and another girl swap lives. Eighteen years later, she acknowledges her roots and returns to her family. From a country bumpkin, she becomes the daughter of a rich family in the capital. However… Her parents favor their fake daughter. "Claire, Phoebe is smart and obedient. She's a thousand times better than you." Her brother protects the fake sister. "Claire! Don't bully Phoebe. Phoebe is innocent, unlike you—you're full of evil tricks!" It's said that she is uneducated and incompetent. Her grades are the worst, and she loves to fight. She is notorious for her misdeeds, and everyone looks down on her. Only one man says domineeringly, "I will dote on you." One day… her disguises are stripped off… The Vice-Chairwoman of the Mathematical Olympiad, the guru of eSports, the hidden miracle doctor, the Chinese Art Master, the diva of the music industry, and the leader of the League of Death. Those identities are all hers?! Everyone starts to worship her: You are a real big shot! Instantly, there are countless suitors. A director extends an invitation for her to film a movie. The next day, the director is banned from the Internet. The Masked King invites her to have dinner with him. The next day, the scandal of the Masked King becomes the hottest topic on the Internet. A rich tycoon gives her a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg. The next day, the corporation goes bankrupt and he becomes a beggar. A certain envious lover online declares his sovereignty over her. @Claire: "She's my wife."

Listening to Poems in Twilight Snowfall · Urban
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This Is A Matter Of Life And Death.

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"The fragments of the ceiling may have gotten into his internal organs, so moving him may damage his blood vessels."

Claire walked over, squatted on one knee in front of Evans, and checked his injury with a calm face.

Then, she probed his breath and pulse and opened his eyelids to check his pupils.

"Did you call 911?" Claire tilted her head, abnormally calm.

"Ye… yes."

Someone asked. "What should we do now?"

Claire sat directly on the floor, her side face concealed by the shadow. "Do nothing but wait."

"Oh, alright."

Everyone stared at Claire with wide eyes, as if she was their savior.

Even they themselves wondered why they chose to rely on a girl in such a crisis.

Soon, the ambulance arrived.

Several nurses rushed in and carefully carried Evans into the ambulance. Claire also got in and sat beside Evans.