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

After reading these messages, Naomi sat on the sofa in a daze. At this moment, Mrs. Sweeney pushed open the door and walked in. She noticed Naomi's awkward expression and couldn't help but furrow her brows, "What's wrong? Feeling unwell?"


"It's nothing." Naomi suddenly snapped back to reality.


She was just worried about whether Cynthia would take advantage of Tristan to target Sweeney Corporation. If Tristan decided to go after Sweeney Corporation, they would have no chance of resisting. However, judging from Tucker's situation, Mr. Ford was indeed decisive and ruthless.


She tightly held her phone, and the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger.


"Drink this." Mrs. Sweeney brought a bowl of dark soup to her.


A strong medicinal smell, mixed with a subtle fishy odor, made Naomi instinctively wrinkle her nose and move back, covering her nose. "What is this?"


"Another Bunch of People?!"