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

He didn't know how long it had been before Justin Battleson finally released Charlotte Thompson's lips, but the hand that held her firmly had not relaxed at all. 


Charlotte lowered her eyes, looked at the man's savage yet devout lips, and gently kissed them.


From the chin, to the neck, and then to the collarbone. 


Justin's eyes deepened, imprinting a final kiss on her collarbone. 


Lifting his head, he met Charlotte's hateful gaze. 


She gritted her teeth, full of anger and frustration, but appeared frail under Justin's control - like a common ant easily crushed by him, without the slightest chance to resist. 


Seeing the man finally lift his head, she braced herself against the urge to slap him, gritting her teeth as she spoke:


At her words, the man seemed taken aback. Nonchalantly, he hooked the corner of his lips and said, "Charlotte, you are my wife, carrying my child. It doesn't seem fair to call me a bastard when I'm so loving towards my wife?"


Chapter 560: You are My Wife