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Rosemary spent 18 years thinking she was a member of the wealthy Harris family, only to discover she was a fake rich girl. When the real heiress returned, Rosemary was cast aside and sent back to her poor hometown. But fate had other plans for her, as she soon discovered that her hometown was actually the most exclusive villa area in the country. In a single night, Rosemary went from a modestly wealthy girl to the true heiress of a top-tier elite family. Her biological parents showered her with love, handing her millions of dollars in pocket money, providing access to any car from their fleet, and letting her buy anything from the world’s top designers. As for school, the best institutions were at her fingertips, and if she didn’t feel like studying, she could play with the family company.

But what shocked Rosemary the most was finding out she had an ex-fiancé. She couldn’t understand why he kept clinging to her, holding her hand, and trying to kiss her. “Who are you, sir?” Rosemary asked, annoyed. “Sweetheart, I’m your husband,” the ex-fiancé responded. “I don’t have a husband, only a former fiancé”

Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife

Under a set of luscious lashes, her eyes were bright, her nose delicate, and her lips were like scarlet petals.

Though she beared a resemblance to her mother, her innate elegance and nobility made her stand out from the crowd without even trying.

She's a stunner alright and seemed well–behaved.

But why would she participate in the contest as an assistant?

Was there something fishy going on here?

The stage was semi–circular, with a hundred and twenty designers and assistant's up on stage, facing.the audience, separated by a screen in the middle.

A big screen behind them magnified every movement they made.

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