Long Live The Master

【Free Book】Originally having a pitiful life story, all types of misfortunes befell her.
Who would have known that with the twist of fate, she, with a belly bulging with pregnancy, became the only heiress of a tycoon’s empire?
Five years later, she returns with her children, she is full of vengeance, quashing scoundrels.
However, that man who has always been sticking to her is so annoying.
Charlotte Thompson: "Mr. Battleson, please stay away! We divorced five years ago."
The man lined up a row of kids, "Let's remarry. The children need a daddy."
The kids were wide-eyed and unanimously said, "Daddy, you have to wait in line if you want to marry Mommy!"
...
The reporters reported that Mr. Battleson is crazily pursuing a poor, ugly, and divorced woman who has children.
Justin Battleson: "She's my wife. They're my children. I'm in the process of remarriage, asking for recognition."
The tycoon’s grandpa: "My granddaughter, my family's only heiress. She's rich."
Four top-level uncle bosses: "Our niece is young and beautiful.  Who is the blind one calling her ugly?"
Eight handsome elder and younger brothers: "Our sister is the top one strong person in the universe, who wears disguise everywhere she goes."
Charlotte Thompson: "..."
Can you guys please quiet down?
【Sweet + doted on by a group + cute kids + disguise + refreshing story, PS: The start is a bit depressing, bear with it!】

Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild

Adam Ross rose to his feet, brushed off nonexistent dust from his shoulder, then strode out of the nightclub.


A gust of wind blew outside, taking some of the alcoholic sting away, but as he looked around the city bathed in lurid lights, he found it drearily dull.


Elsewhere, Justin Battleson was half dragging, half hauling Charlotte Thompson into a car, a thin layer of sweat forming on his skin from the effort.


She had been struggling continuously since he'd dragged her out of the club.


Her movements, whether purposely or unintentionally, brushed against him like a spark to kindling.


Never before had Justin Battleson felt such dryness in his throat, forced as he was to keep the woman still in his embrace.


Had his self-restraint not been so strong, any other man would have crumbled under such provocation.


Stepping out of the car, Justin closed his eyes, taking in the cool night air.


He lit up a cigarette. The taste of tobacco helped to soothe his restlessness.


Chapter 222 Ignition