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Avery Carter tried her hardest to live the life of a perfect, submissive daughter. However, one day, someone appeared claiming to be her real daughter, declaring that Avery was fake.  

Without hesitation, Avery gave up her position as the "real" daughter and returned to her biological parents. Many expected her to fall from grace after leaving her wealthy adoptive family, but she surprised everyone by lifting her biological family out of poverty.  

She transformed her mother and father’s lives, making them billionaires overnight. With a hundred billion dollars to her name, she became a master of technology and a talented woman, soaring straight to the peak of her life.  

But everything changed when she met Alexander Moran, a wealthy and handsome man. He was an absolute bigwig—decisive, cold, and callous. Yet, for some reason, he couldn’t stop tangling with her, always eager to give her all his love.  

On their first encounter, he said, "I'll give myself up as collateral." 
The second time they met, she questioned, "Why should I trust you?"
After multiple encounters, his tone shifted. "You shouldn't have crossed this line, Avery, if you didn't want it to be like this." a sturdy arm wrapped around her swaying body. Her head grew hazy, and an intentional, hot sigh escaped her lips. 'How the hell did I get myself into this situation?' Avery thought, her mind spinning.

The Return Of the Invincible Heiress

<p>The whistle sounded again. The match continued. The basketball was thrown into the air. Alaric let out a roar and jumped high, stretching his arm out. His fingertips reached higher than the 6.5-foot-tall Hataland players' fingertips. He smacked the basketball toward his side. Then, like a red lightning bolt, he rushed between the opposing players before they could react. He sprinted out of the three-point line and caught the basketball the moment it landed. Immediately after, he jumped high and took a shot from outside the three-point line. The ball landed steadily in the hoop, scoring them three points.  </p>

<p>Everyone was shocked. They fell silent. Then, there was an earth-shattering cheer. Someone shouted, "Here they are. Alaric's best skills: passing the ball to himself, sprinting like lightning, and three-point shots!" Another exclaimed, "Oh my god, my sports camera only caught a blur. Is this really a basketball game and not a sprint competition?"  </p>

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