Thousand Birch Fallen

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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.
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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."
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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?"
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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.

Scandalous President

Seeing Stanhope Brown light a cigarette, the Ambassador spoke up: "Today, after your meeting with the US President, the US Secretary of State invited me to his office, and the Americans hope for this negotiation..."


Grace Gordon got out of the taxi and stood outside the hotel entrance, hesitating to go in.


Under the faint street lamp, the thin rain took on an orange hue, making it seem even clearer.


Grace didn't have an umbrella; she just stood alone under the street lamp, hands in her pockets, head down, lost in thought.


What had just happened at the hospital hadn't quite sunk in for Grace yet.


The rain grew heavier, but Grace stood still as if she had no sensation of it whatsoever.


With her head down, her cheeks showed no emotion, and the shadows of her fine lashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on her fair face.


Across the street, the rear window of a black car was half-rolled down, and a wisp of white smoke drifted out from the car.


Chapter 25 You Guys Continue