Zelra

“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!”

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Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled.

But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age!

Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated!

Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride.

No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. 

And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold!

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[Excerpt]

"Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed."

As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."

The Billionaire's Rental Wife Is A Hot Shot

The group returned to the Reign Mansion just as the dawn was breaking. The sky was a beautiful gradient of deep blue and soft pink, with the first light of the day gently illuminating the landscape. It was almost 5 AM, and the air was crisp and cool. Jonathan had been waiting anxiously for their return, his worry etched deeply into his features. The ladies had insisted on staying up, but when he heard that Elias was already found, he had forced them to their rooms to rest.

Jonathan caught the sound of footsteps near the entrance and immediately stood up. His butler, who had stubbornly accompanied him, sighed in relief as the group entered the mansion. A small smile crept onto his lips, observing the young man walking with Evelyn.

"What took you guys so long?" Jonathan asked his son. Zevian shook his head, indicating he would speak about it later. Jonathan heaved a small sigh and glanced at the butler, who understood his mission.

Wasting No Time