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Abigail Florence only wanted a good job when her mother became sick, hoping that she would be of help for the family and save her mother from the rage of her father. But she was caught by a wicked and crazy nobleman and was forced into an unlikely partnership of marriage in exchange of wealth and power she could never fathom. What else could go wrong?

When Dion Burke had visited the small bar in the Grothem town after his carriage suffered an accident, he had cursed his luck. But who would have thought that goddess was blessing him with treasure. 
The previous duke had died with no blood children but the position and all the wealth was still left for the lost daughter and her.. Husband. So when Dion found the woman living as guttersnipe, a strange and wicked plan took place in an instant. He would claim power and wealth and share it with her. But what if… the woman whose mouth could be compared to the sailor turned out to be more tempting than the wealth she offered?

The Fake Heiress and Deceitful Duke

"Good morning, my lady." Abi stared out of the window. It was not morning anymore.

But when she looked at their intimated figures, she ignored the sarcastic comment and nodded.

But they still kept standing, looking at her as if she had rats in her upper story. Did she do something wrong already?

Even maids were looking at her as if she was dumb. She looked back in confusion when the woman standing behind her coughed and gave strange signals.

"Lady, you have to offer them a seat." a seat? Oh! A seat. Abi nodded and quickly asked them to sit down. Though she did not understand why they could not sit when they had chairs behind them all the time.

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