As the granddaughter of the wealthiest magnate in San Heith, Cynthia Shannon had been in a relationship with Joe Louise for three years, only to find her sincere affections spurned and left in the dust.
Joe regarded her as a simple rural woman, and on their wedding day, he abandoned her to pursue another dazzling beauty, leaving Cynthia heartbroken. But once she decisively ended the relationship, she reclaimed her status as a wealthy heiress, inheriting a fortune worth billions. Her life then ascended to its pinnacle, yet there were always scoundrels who emerged to vex her.
Amidst Cynthia's efforts to deal with these scoundrels, a certain Mr. Ford, known for inspiring dread in anyone who heard his name, stood by, applauding her with admiration. "My formidable wife," Mr. Ford praised.
Cynthia Shannon replied, "Please mind your choice of words."
Mr. Ford half-closed his eyes, leaning elegantly against the bed, his movements bewitching. "With this token as evidence, do you still want to deny our bond?"

From Wedding Betrayal to Billionaire's Devotion

The indifferent gaze, tinged with a hint of mockery, seemed to pierce through the little scheming in Mindy's heart. In an instant, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, leaving her face pale.


She pursed her lips, clenched the fist hanging at her side tightly, and forced herself to say, "Miss Shannon, even if you have the Quinns backing you, allowing you to act unscrupulously in San Heith, pushing the blame away like this is really unsightly! Or is it that the Quinn family's upbringing is like this!"


At these words, Cynthia's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp cold light flashed in the depths of her almond-shaped eyes.


Nonsense Will Surely Incur Divine Wrath!