Chocolate Gang

[As escaped bride x a cold and domineering CEO husband]

This was a risk that came at the cost of sincerity.

What would you do if your husband did not love you and hid secrets from you?

"Get out!" A deep and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears, sounding especially unhappy.

“Get lost!” That person's voice was cold and sinister.

In the few years they spent time together, all he ever said to her was to harshly chase her away as if she were something dirty.

On the other hand, she chose to continue throwing herself into his arms because other than love, there were more important things awaiting her. She wanted to establish a horizon she could call her own.

Five years later, Aria Grant returned to the country to investigate the truth behind her sister's death. She even brought back the precious daughter born of him and her. After returning to the country, she found out that her elder sister's death was closely related to George Flack. To find out the truth behind her sister's death, what kind of entanglement would occur between the two? How would they choose between love and hate?


My Runaway Wife Is A Bigshot

Nancy Walker was well aware of this, finding herself situated between two extremities – on one side, a promising future awaited, while on the other, a deep abyss beckoned.


Whether she would blaze a trail or plummet into the abyss all depended on a moment's decision. Having tasted success before, Nancy was familiar with these rules of the game.


Now, every other post on Twitter was about her. Half of them praised Nancy for refusing to partake in Chloe Lindsey's unscrupulous behavior, while the other half suspected something unseemly about Nancy, with Chloe painted as a scapegoat.


"Nancy, I might have a solution, although I'm unsure whether it's something you'd be willing to try..." Nancy's manager suddenly came up with an idea.


This idea was the safest and most effective one. If it worked, Nancy could not only protect her reputation but also gain instant popularity.


Nancy curiously looked at her manager and urged impatiently, "What is it? Hurry up and spill it. I'm on edge here."


Chapter 100 Nancy Walker's Calculation