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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

Making them writhe in agony without any detectable injury was something Dr. Bell could achieve with ease.

"Uncle Sampson noticed it too?" Rosemary couldn't help but chuckle.

"They probably still can't figure out what's going on," Sampson laughed. His refined demeanor was juxtaposed with his easy charm.

"What do you think, Rose?" Sampson's gaze landed on his niece.

Rosemary knew that many tycoons, in a bid to make their Christmas Eve and Christmas Day celebrations stand out, would hire experienced event organizers to create themes and decorations. Some would even go on vacations or splurge on exclusive luxury items to enjoy the perks of being wealthy.

Rosemary observed as the entire venue was transformed into a dreamy Christmas wonderland. All the maids were dressed as elves, and ballet dancers were entering from another door. It seemed a dance performance was on the cards for the evening.

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