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

Only Grace Gordon and Stanhope Brown were left in the room.


She looked at Stanhope, who was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, reading documents, and didn't dare to make a sound, like a child who had done something wrong.


Stanhope was wearing a dark-colored shirt, his cuffs rolled up, revealing his strong arms and well-defined wrist bones.


His expensive brown watch was placed on the tea table.


The slender, bony hand flipping through the documents held a half-burnt cigarette.


After finishing a document, Stanhope stood up and walked towards Grace.


Grace's tension grew, her head lowered, unable to explain why. Although Stanhope didn't say anything or get angry, she felt an icy chill in the air.


"You weren't afraid there, but now you're afraid of me?" Stanhope's smooth, cold voice sounded as he looked at Grace, his expression dark as an ancient glacier.


Grace still didn't look up. She could only see Stanhope's hand at his side, holding the cigarette and his exquisite belt buckle.


Chapter 34: Are You Afraid of Me?