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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

Ken figured he'd better go, maybe they really were interested in his daughter

Looking at her again, his daughter was actually really pretty, if only he hadn't hit her so hard earlier and her face wasn't all swollen.

The McMillan family's car pulled up in front of an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts.

Mrs. Frost was kind of freaked out and clutched her husband's clothes tightly "This place looks deserted Is this where we're meeting? I've got a bad feeling about this"

"What do you know?" Ken snapped at her, shrugging off her hand. "Stop wrinkling my clothes; I need to look sharp when we meet Mr. McMillan!" "Let's just go back."

"You women are just too emotional!" Ken looked ahead and said, "Sometimes men need a little thrill! You wouldn't understand!"

Myra couldn't wait to get out of the car.

On the way, she had purposely put on some youthful makeup.

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