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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

The dormitory manager's eyes popped out when she saw Rosemary. She instantly remembered the principal's instructions. He'd said a stunningly beautiful girl would be reporting today; one look at her would leave her gobsmacked. No doubt, this was her!

Rosemary was slowly approaching, not even in the dormitory building yet, and the manager was already rushing out to meet her.

"Are you President Barton's granddaughter?" The manager blurted out, then quickly covered her mouth, "Oops, my bad, I wasn't supposed to spill. Barton wanted it kept hush-hush. Uh, you're Rosemary Collins, right?"

"Hi, please come in. Are these two your parents? Come in too! And you brought bodyguards? Are they helping with the luggage?"

Rosemary knew men weren't allowed in the girls' dormitory, so she told her driver, "Leave the luggage here."

"No, no, let them help you with it. You're so petite, how could you lug these heavy things around?"

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