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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 housekeeper announced with excitement, "Master, Madam, he is back."

"Finally, the rascal decided to come back." Louisa rose from the sofa, ready to give him a piece of her mind.

"No wonder I saw smoke rising from the house all the way home," Clark Collins said as he slipped off his shoes and sauntered in, a mischievous smile on his face. "Turns out it's Mom steaming with rage."

"You little rascal!" As soon as Louisa saw him, she couldn't resist landing a few blows on him. "Finally decided to come home? Your sister's been back for months. Don't you think as her elder brother, you should care a bit more? Hunter managed to find time despite his busy schedule to come back, Chasel rushed home right after his secret mission, and even David has been keeping your sister company for days. But you and your brother—not answering messages or calls, spending all day dealing with dead people."

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