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

In the midst of the drifting smoke, he shifted his body and said to Grace Gordon, "Come in..."


After stepping inside, Grace put on the slippers she wore last time she came.


"Do you need something?" Stanhope Brown had already walked to the sofa while Grace was changing her shoes, placing a cigarette between his lips, and tidying up the documents.


Grace stood cautiously behind Stanhope and nodded, "Yes."


"Sit..." Stanhope took a bottle of water from the refrigerator for Grace, handed it to her, and sat down comfortably on the sofa with his legs crossed, "What's the matter?"


Grace put down the water in her hand and went straight to the point, "Mr. Secretary of State, you told me last time that Susan... isn't cut out for the industry, that her ability to judge people is as terrible as mine, and that she is easily blinded by emotions. I want to know... if you know something?"


Grace's eyes reddened as she mentioned Susan, her fists clenched.


Chapter 45: Grace, Do You Still Hate Mom? (2)